Changing the Rules [Club Libertine 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) (9 page)

Breathe, Michelle.

One of the men, Mac, she thought, pushed her head down into the cushion, and then pulled her legs apart. Then his fingers penetrated her pussy again, moving in and out, and other fingers played with her clit. Soon she was moaning with desire.

She felt one set of hands move to her buttocks and hold them apart. Then there was a squirt of something cold against her puckered opening. A finger swirled in the cold lube and then pushed against her opening.

“Push back against my finger, honey. I’ll help.” It was Sean’s voice, and it was Sean’s finger that was now pressing into her ass. It was now swirling around inside her. It didn’t hurt. She just felt stretched. And his moving finger trigger nerve endings she didn’t know she had.

She felt almost empty when he removed his finger. But then something else was being inserted into her opening and she jumped as a cold splash of lube squirted inside her. The finger returned, and it brought a friend. Now there was a twinge of pain, and the two fingers wiggled their way into her ass. The pain morphed to something else as the fingers scissored inside her.

“She’s so damned tight,” noted Sean. “Why don’t you check her out?”

The fingers withdrew and immediately were replaced by two other fingers. The sheer decadence of the act aroused her in a way she didn’t thing was possible. These fingers didn’t scissor. They pumped in and out of her, forcing themselves deeper each time. Shocked, she could feel an orgasm building. How on earth could fingers in her ass be so arousing? Maybe
she
was the pervert. She moaned and pushed back on the fingers, trying to take them deeper.

Mac laughed and forced a third finger into her opening. This hurt. She tried to retreat, but he forced his fingers into her, moving them in and out of her and quickly her arousal returned, stronger than ever. And then they were gone. She felt empty. She could have wept from the emptiness. But it didn’t last long as something rubber and cone shaped and well lubed pressed against her opening, pushing into her and then retreating, pushing further in and then retreating. She moaned as it stretched her.

“It’s too big. I can’t take it.”

“You can and you will,” gritted out Mac. “Our cocks are bigger than this, and you’ll soon take them up your ass. This will help prepare you. Just think about how full you’ll feel when you have both of our cocks inside you, one in your pussy and one in your ass. You’ll come harder than you ever have before. If we let you,” he added ominously.

“It’s almost in,” added Sean. “And it’s a beautiful sight seeing that plug disappearing up your ass. The only better sight will be my cock disappearing inside you very soon now. It’s almost in now. Press back against it.”

With a pop, the butt plug disappeared into her ass, with her opening closing tightly around the narrow neck, leaving the broad base outside of her.

She started to move, but a hand on her back held her head down in the cushions. She heard them doing rock-paper-scissors again. Then a she felt the head of a cock pressing against her pussy opening.

“Oh, god. There’s no room with the plug my ass,” she moaned.

She felt a sharp smack on her ass. “I told you already. Soon you’ll have both of our cocks inside you, so get used to the feeling.” It was Mac behind her.

He gripped her hips and started pushing his well-lubed cock inside.

“Oh, god, Mac.”

And then she lost track of the conversation, getting lost in the sensation. Each time he pushed into her, the plug moved, setting off new nerve endings. She didn’t know how she’d ever be able to take both of them. Her climax burst through her without warning as a big hand reached under her and pinched her clit. Mac emptied himself into her, pushing hard against her bottom and the plug until her pussy finished milking all of his seed. Then he pulled out quickly and moved away.

Michelle started to collapse against the cushions but then Sean move behind her. “Oh, no. We’re not done with you yet.” Quickly, he pushed into her, burying himself to the hilt. The last flutters of her orgasm were still rippling through her. “I’m not going to last. This is going to be hard and quick and for my pleasure.” The words were darkly arousing, and by the time he came inside her, Michelle had climaxed again.

She didn’t remember going to bed. But when she woke up a few hours later, she was in a large bed with the two men pressed against her.

How was she going to last the whole month? It was the most sexually satisfying time of her life and yet she felt the clock ticking as it counted down the thirty days. Part of her wasn’t sure that Mac and Sean would ever trust her again. In fact, part of her thought Mac hated her and then he’d get that look in his eyes that he used to have and she’d think the old Mac was back.

She wasn’t even all that sure of Sean. He was the opposite of Mac. Mac hid behind his stern exterior. Sean was hiding behind his easy smile.

Sometimes she was one hundred percent certain that they both still had feelings for her and she just had to earn their forgiveness. Other times she just felt they wanted to punish her and she owed it to them to take it.

Her brain hurt and so did her butt. There was nothing she could accomplish by lying awake and trying to read their minds. Only time would tell which was the right explanation. Maybe tomorrow would make things more clear?

She closed her eyes and did the only thing she could do. She went back to sleep.

“Wake up, sleepy head.” Sean’s warm hand was stroking her back. “Mac’s downstairs making breakfast. You’ve got to get up and let me remove that plug from your ass. Then you have thirty minutes to freshen up and meet us for breakfast.

“If you are good, you can wear one of my T-shirts while you are eating.”

That got her going. There was something disconcerting about eating naked, especially when the men were fully dressed.

Sean turned her over onto her hands and knees. Then he pushed her head down so her ass was in the air. She tensed as he took a hold of the butt plug and twisted it. Then he slowly removed it.

She felt so empty.

“That’s a beautiful sight,” said Sean, rimming her gaping back entrance, rimming it with a finger as he watched it close. “Later, I’ll insert a bigger plug so you’ll be ready for a cock there tomorrow. Now hurry up. No dawdling.”

When she heard the bedroom door close, she groaned and rolled over on her side. She didn’t know if she could ever get used to them playing with her ass. It felt so dark and dirty and turned her on so much.

She hurried to the bathroom. She had just enough time to wash her hair. And when she came out, she found that Sean had left her a tank top. It was definitely one of his, hanging almost to her knees. The arm holes were so loose on her that she could see most of her breasts from the side. From the front, the neckline dipped almost down to her nipples.

She sighed. It was more than she got to wear yesterday.

* * * *

All in all, it turned out to be a different kind of day than she expected. Sitting folded neatly on the kitchen chair was a pair of her shorts and one of her own tanks. Under the chair was a pair of sandals.

She looked inquiringly at the men.

“We thought it might be nice to have lunch in town and do some shopping.”

They spent a lovely day together, walking around exploring the town. They walked slowly because they’d refused to remove the butt plug and Michelle found it difficult to move quickly with the plug up her ass.

The town was very quaint and obviously designed with tourists in mind. Michelle found herself enjoying herself. Sean was a witty companion and very knowledgeable about the area, telling her the history of the town and making her laugh. Even Mac eventually loosened up and laughed.

The walk through town didn’t take long even though they went really slowly since she found it hard to walk quickly with a plug up her butt. They stopped at one store, going through the bins out front and discussing the windows display when Mac disappeared abruptly inside without a word. He reappeared with a broad-brimmed straw hat. He pulled off the price tag and jammed it on Michelle’s head.

“Your face is turning pink from too much sun.”

And then he walked toward another shop, leaving Michelle and Sean to trail behind him. They waited out front while he went in to do his business. He came back out with a picnic hamper.

Sean and Michelle stared at him. He colored.

“I thought a picnic might be nice,” he mumbled, turning and striding toward the car. Sean opened the back door for her and then slid in beside Mac. In a few minutes, they were home and Mac was out of the car, striding down toward the lake, again, with Michelle and Sean trailing behind. The looked at each other, amused.

Mac found a shady spot and unpacked the basket. It had everything from the blanket to sit on to cutlery and plates to a thermos of lemonade. It was perfect. The day was perfect. It was warm and sunny, and she wished it would never end. Mac even took her by the hand and walked along the lake with her, teasing her, sweeping her into his arms and threatening to drop her in the cold spring water. But he didn’t. He carried her up to the blanket and gently lowered her between him and Sean. Then he leaned down and kissed her more sweetly than he ever had.

She melted into his arms. Carefully, he removed her tank. Then he slid a hand in the waistband of her shorts. The band was stretchy and allowed him to wiggle his hand in, down to her slit, a finger slipping between her folds, touching her gently.

She lay back and murmured in enjoyment. Her eyes half closed, she felt more than saw Sean stretch out beside her and start playing with her breasts while Mac stripped off her shorts and sandals.

Her breasts swelled as both men latched on to a nipple and leisurely suckled. The pull seemed to go straight through to her pussy. They pushed her arms above her head.

“Leave them there or we’ll tie them to the tree,” threatened Sean silkily.

And then he went back to suckling, gripping her nipple delicately between his teeth and pulling. She moaned as a jolt of desire swept through her. Then he released her nipple and gently rolled her onto her side so she was facing Mac. Mac kissed his way up her body until he reached her mouth. He kissed her so tenderly, his tongue gently asking for entrance rather than demanding it. Eagerly she opened her mouth.

He held her tightly as moved Sean behind her, gently rotating the butt plug. She moaned into Mac’s mouth. Then she felt him remove it, sliding it out of her. She felt so empty. Her pussy fluttered with nothing to clamp down on. Her stretched ass felt hollow.

Slowly Mac moved away, turning her onto her stomach, pulling her on to her knees, while pressing her facedown into the blanket, guiding her to brace herself with her hands. Sean carefully nudged her knees apart. Then he squirted some cold lube into her gaping entrance. She could feel both men breathing harder now as they stared at her ass. Sean rubbed some more lube around her opening, massaging it in and then fitting his cockhead to her.

It was bigger than she could easily accommodate, and it stretched her as he pushed forward. Mac took her hands in his and whispered his encouragement. “You can take him, baby. Just relax your ass and push back slowly.”

“Easy for you to say,” she hissed. “No one’s trying to shove a baseball bat up your ass.”

She tried to do as he said, but it hurt. She whimpered, as the pressure against her ass continued, and she felt herself open wider to accommodate him.

And then the head popped through, and she clamped down hard on his shaft. Both men groaned at the sight. Sean paused for a second and then started pushing slowly forward, filling her inch by inch until he was buried balls-deep in her ass.

“You have no idea how hot you look, baby, taking his cock deep in your ass. I can’t wait until it is my turn to shove my cock up that tight ass. I’m going to fuck your ass every day and twice on Sunday. You are going to get so used to having a cock in your ass you’ll feel empty unless one of us is filling you up.” Mac’s dark words thrilled her.

The pressure continued to build within her. Sean’s body was so still, but his ragged breathing showed what a hard time he was having maintaining control. Slowly the pressure in her ass, the pain morphed into something else. The cream was running down her thighs, pooling under her. She whimpered, pushing her ass up against Sean, trying to get him to move.

As if waiting for her signal, he started moving inside her, pulling out slowly and then pushing back in hard and quick.

Three times her moved inside her, and then he stopped again. She groaned, her body bucking under him, trying to get him to move again.

He gripped her tightly and moved to roll over onto his back, taking her with him. He settled her on top of him, the new position pushing his cock deeper inside of her. He ran his hands down her torso lightly, pausing to tweak her nipples and stopping at her upper thighs. He reached under her thighs and pulled her legs open so they rested on either side of his, then he widened his legs. She was now held wide open, her swollen clit and pussy on display.

She could see Mac slathering his engorged cock with lube, and then he moved and positioned himself at her entrance. He braced himself on one arm while he positioned his cock at her pussy. Slowly he pushed forward, feeding himself into her inch by inch. Then he paused, repositioning himself on both arms, flexing his hips, pushing himself the rest of the way in.