Their Independent Bride Part 2

Steven chose that moment to claim her lips. With her eyes closed, she wasn't expecting his mouth to descend on hers. When his lips touched hers, she jerked and her eyes sprang open. He smiled down into them before rubbing his lips across hers once again.

"Open for me, love. I want to taste you."

Janet stared up into his eyes while she slowly relaxed her lips and opened them. He c.o.c.ked his head and took possession of her mouth in one fell swoop. His tongue swiped at the roof of her mouth then dove to move along hers. He licked at her teeth then pulled back slightly to repeat the process on her lips. She sipped at his tongue when it touched them.

Then all her attention was focused southward as Greg sucked in first one p.u.s.s.y lip and then the other one. He pulled and licked at them until she was pumping her hips in rhythm to his sucking. He soon had her moaning just under her breath at the feel of his warm, wet mouth on her equally wet skin. He let go of her and pulled them back so that he could lick along the inside of them.

The feel of his tongue on her innermost skin drew a moan from her. She clamped down on his finger when he eased one inside her c.u.n.t. She needed more than a simple finger to satisfy her. She wanted more. But Greg was in charge, and she was sure he had no plans to give it to her in the near future.

Resigned to being tortured for the rest of the night, Janet did what she always did when she was being ignored. She went inside herself. She could enjoy spending time with herself as much as with anyone else. s.e.x? Well, that was a little more difficult. She at least needed her hands free to get off.

"Steven?"

"Yeah."

"Why is she in subs.p.a.ce? I wasn't doing anything down here to put her there."

"Well neither was I."

Greg crawled up her body to where Steven was lying looking down at her face. She was relaxed all over. Her mouth still parted in a small "oh" from Steven's kisses. He nipped at her nipple a little harder than usual and got nothing from her. He didn't like it one bit. Why would she have gone into subs.p.a.ce when they weren't stimulating her in that direction?

He climbed off the bed and stared down at her. Had just tying her up done it? Had she been abused in the past and they had brought that back for her? He couldn't stand the idea of her feeling the need to escape from them.

"Untie her hands, Steven. I don't like this."

"What is going on? Why would she s.p.a.ce out like that when all we were doing was licking and teasing her?"

"I don't know unless just tying her up did that."

Steven swiftly untied her and tossed the rope to Greg to replace in the chest. Then they both lay down next to her and began rubbing her arms to try and draw her back. At first, it didn't seem to be working, but finally, she began to react to their touch and then opened her eyes and stared up at them.

"What's going on?"

"That's what we would like to know. You s.p.a.ced out on us. Why?" Greg moved up to a sitting position and stared down at her.

"Um, you were teasing me. I don't like to be teased and made to beg for attention. I don't need anyone's attention that badly."

"Love, you had our attention, all of our attention. There was no reason to bug out on us."

"You were teasing me, trying to make me beg for an o.r.g.a.s.m. I can give myself an o.r.g.a.s.m. I don't need to beg for one."

"We obviously need to talk some about this. We weren't trying to make you beg for anything, baby. We were simply drawing out the tension so that the pleasure would be greater. It takes patience to be able to hold out for an even greater o.r.g.a.s.m than what you might have if we had just gone at it. You need to learn patience if that's the case." Greg shook his head.

"I have plenty of patience. I don't need to learn more. You're both very domineering, so I naturally thought you expected me to beg you for what I wanted. I wasn't going to do it. I shouldn't have to beg for anything."

"So you could wait for us to give you what we planned to give you all along? You could handle long, drawn-out foreplay so that your pleasure would be all that more intense?" Greg looked back at her.

He wanted to see her face suffuse in pleasure. He had never made a woman plead for release just to be able to before. He'd had women beg before, but it was their own doing. He would have stopped at any time and given them what they asked for had they really wanted to cut it short. He had never dreamed his new wife would be so different from what he was used to.

"If that is what you were planning, then I'm sorry. I guess I misunderstood. Men like you usually want the woman to beg them to let her come. I guess we just don't know each other very well." She was leaning back on her hands now looking from Steven to him again and again.

"Let's start over," Steven began. "We won't make you beg for anything, Janet. It doesn't mean that if you beg on your own we won't enjoy teasing you, but it was never our intentions to make you beg."

"Okay. I'm sorry I misread you."

"You should be sorry. You jumped to conclusions about us. That's worth a good four pats on your gorgeous little a.s.s."

"Little is so not true. I have a fat a.s.s."

"That adds another two. Your a.s.s is not fat. It's perfect. I'll prove it when I sink my d.i.c.k into it later."

Janet blushed a pretty shade of pink. He loved seeing that on her cheeks. He didn't want her to use it as an excuse to back away from them, though.

"You're pretty when you turn pink when I tease you, too," Greg added.

"Let's get back to what we were doing." Steven climbed back on the bed and attacked one of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s with his mouth.

Greg just sighed and watched as Janet relaxed into the other man's embrace. He enjoyed seeing a woman pleased, but he was a little unsettled right now by the way things had gone with Janet. This was their wife, and it was obvious that they still knew next to nothing about her despite all the time they had carved out to visit with her on the shuttle over the last six months. They had a long way to go toward earning her love and devotion. She already had theirs. They had fallen for her almost immediately. He wanted more than anything to keep her happy, but first and foremost was keeping her safe and this was what the twenty-four hours had been all about-earning her trust to keep her safe. They had failed so far.

He slipped back onto the bed and resumed his position between her still-parted legs. He let the smell of her ripe, feminine flesh draw him in as he settled down. His c.o.c.k was harder than ever now, and he knew that there would be a long time before he found his own release. He grunted and willed the overeager appendage under control. It wasn't the most comfortable position to be in when he was this h.o.r.n.y, but he gently pulled apart her p.u.s.s.y lips and licked from her slit to her c.l.i.t and back down again.

When she moaned, he smiled. He would have her screaming before it was over with. He stiffened his tongue and f.u.c.ked her with it as she began to squirm. Her p.u.s.s.y sucked at him when he pulled out. He replaced his tongue with two fingers and began to slowly f.u.c.k her as he licked all around her c.l.i.t. She moaned again and pumped her hips up to meet his fingers.

Greg smiled and searched around with his fingers until he located her hot spot. She nearly came out of the bed the first time he brushed over it. She was in better control the second time and only bucked when he pressed on the special spot. He grinned to himself. He would exploit her weaknesses to wind her pleasure up even higher. He wanted her to come apart with it. Nothing got to him so much as seeing his sub wiped out with pleasure.

"G.o.d, that feels so good, Greg."

He hadn't expected her to tell him. He grinned.

"There is plenty more pleasure where that came from, baby."

"Much more and I'll pa.s.s out."

"Now you've challenged me." He nearly laughed when he heard her curse.

He glanced up to find out why she was even talking at all to find that Steven had moved to her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. He loved a woman's b.r.e.a.s.t.s. He would spend hours playing with them if he could. Right now, he was sucking on the nipples of both of them together, no doubt wishing he could sink his slicked-up c.o.c.k between them and f.u.c.k her there. They would get to that one day soon for Steven. Right now, he needed to get back to business. He had a woman to pleasure until she pa.s.sed out.

Greg continued to f.u.c.k her with his fingers as he licked around her p.u.s.s.y without touching her c.l.i.t. He could feel her frustration, but since he'd a.s.sured her that they would take care of her, he ignored her not-so-gentle nudges in the direction of her c.l.i.t. He only grinned.

When she began to whimper and chant oh G.o.d, oh G.o.d, oh G.o.d over and over, he knew she was close. He brushed his fingers back and forth across her hot spot at the same time he sucked in her c.l.i.t. She exploded beneath him. He heard Steven's faint f.u.c.k before he was totally lost in giving Janet pleasure. He concentrated on petting her sweet spot over and over as he sucked and licked the little nubbin at the top of her p.u.s.s.y.

She screamed out their names, and he grinned. It wasn't the loss of consciousness he wanted, but he would take it for starters. He still planned to get in her sweet a.s.s before the night was over with. He needed to be there, needed it like his next breath.

Once she began to whimper, he gave her c.l.i.t one last lick and her G-spot one last tap before pulling free of her c.u.n.t. He licked and sucked her juices from his fingers before climbing over her and up the bed to lie next to her. Steven was whispering in her ear how good she'd been as he ran his hand up and down her arm. He wanted a kiss. He wanted her to taste herself on his lips and know that he'd enjoyed every minute of pleasuring her.

He bent over her and when she focused her eyes on his, he lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her. She didn't pull away or turn her head at the taste of herself from his mouth. She met him halfway and ran her tongue around inside his mouth to search out his. Then she licked along it until he nipped at her lower lip and ended the kiss.

"That was wonderful," she finally said with a soft smile. "Thanks."

"It was our pleasure. But we aren't finished yet."

"Oh, I know. You haven't had your turn." She started to sit up, but he stopped her.

"It's not a one-for-one thing, Janet. We don't have to come at all when we pleasure you. You don't have to reciprocate. If you decide that's something you really want to do, then fine, but right now, we're still working on you. I want you to be sure that you understand that we can more than take care of you."

He kissed her belly that was still quivering from her o.r.g.a.s.m. Then he ran a hand down her chest between her b.r.e.a.s.t.s to her mons where he cupped her p.u.s.s.y and lay there waiting for her to catch her breath.

He couldn't wait to get started on round two. His c.o.c.k was aching for equal time now. He was sure there was in imprint on the mattress from where he had been lying. No doubt Steven was in the same shape. As many times as they had done without while taking care of some wayward sub, nothing had prepared him for abstinence with their wife. Even for this brief of a time. Something about her pulled at him. He wanted to love her and protect her more than anything else in this new world. She was so tiny compared to them, but fierce in her spirit. They liked that.

They certainly didn't need a whimpering girl living out in this dangerous place. Their wife needed to be able to take care of herself as well as rely on them to protect her. The fact of the matter was that they couldn't be there all the time and work, too. She would have to be able to make important decisions that would affect all their lives. They both had to come to grips with this and were happy she wasn't one of their subs from back home. They would make allowances for her fierce independence, and she would give some to their need to be in control.

At least, this was what Greg was hoping. She might change all of that. She didn't have to go along with his plans, though he hoped and prayed she would. With someone like Janet, you never knew what to expect, and perhaps that was part of her allure.

Chapter Four.

Janet was relaxed and comfortable. She had both her husbands lying next to her and touching her body as if they couldn't help themselves. It felt good. She reached out to both of them and took their hands in hers, just to hold them. Did she want to reciprocate? Yeah, she did. She wasn't sure she had ever really wanted to before, but then no one had ever really taken the time to coax her to come so thoroughly before.

Just as soon as she got her breath back and her muscles to cooperate she would return the favor. They had taken good care of her. She couldn't fault them with that. Did it equal trust? Some. Maybe.

"Think you can climb up on top of Steven and take his d.i.c.k into your hot p.u.s.s.y, baby?"

Janet grinned. Just what she wanted to do.

She opened her eyes to stare up into Greg's as he leaned over her.

"I can take him." She moved to sit up.

"Here, let me help you." Greg took her hand and helped her sit up.

Then she rolled over to straddle Steven's thick thighs. His ma.s.sive c.o.c.k was long and hard resting against his belly, too heavy to stand at attention. She ran her hand over it, and it jerked at her touch.

"Love, it wants inside that wet c.u.n.t of yours." Steven held out his hands for her to take.

Janet took his hands to balance herself as she rose to center his c.o.c.k at her slit. When she began to lower her body over his thick d.i.c.k, she realized it was going to take some work. He was ma.s.sive, and she was small and still swollen from her o.r.g.a.s.m earlier. She rose up on one leg and began to work herself over his c.o.c.k so that as he pushed up, she shoved down and together they made some headway. Still, she was a long ways from fully seated on his d.i.c.k.

"f.u.c.k, you're tight, love. I've never had this much trouble getting into someone. Easy, so that I don't hurt you."

"G.o.d, you're so big. I don't know how I'm going to take all of you." She tried once more to shove down on his c.o.c.k and made it a little farther.

He pulled back from her and shoved up over and over until finally their skin met as she totally engulfed his d.i.c.k. Steven threw back his head and groaned.

"Greg, man, you're going to have to hurry up, or I'm going to come just lying here. She's absolutely squeezing the h.e.l.l out of me just breathing."

"I'll do my best, man, but she's small."

"f.u.c.k, tell me about it."

"Hey, you two. As the meat in this little sandwich, I'm telling you both to hurry up. I've had a c.o.c.k in my a.s.s before, so I don't need a lot of prep, but I do need some and as it is, I'm not getting any right now."

Greg chuckled and popped her on the a.s.s. "Behave down there."

She wiggled her a.s.s which caused Steven to curse some more. She grinned and looked back over her shoulder at Greg. The other man had an expression on his face that would have done any general over an army proud. He looked as if he were about to conquer some unknown territory or some terrible monster. She wasn't sure how she felt about that until his hand caressed her a.s.s as if it were his most prized possession.

She turned back around and leaned forward to give him more room. She knew the pain would be there, but it would feel pretty good after a little bit. She could handle a.n.a.l s.e.x on occasion if the men wanted it.

She felt the coolness of the lube when Greg applied it to her back hole. He ma.s.saged it in then added more and entered her with a finger. It went in without much resistance at all. He added more of the cool, jellylike substance and used two fingers on her. She had to push out and relax for him to finally make it past the inner ring of resistance. He pumped them in and out of her a.s.s for several seconds as both men told her how well she was doing.

When he added more lube and a third finger, she had to concentrate on relaxing to let them in. He had thick fingers and her back hole stretched to receive them. He pumped them in and out over and over before he finally p.r.o.nounced her ready for his c.o.c.k. She wasn't so sure about that but was willing to try.

He smoothed in more of the cool lube and pressed down on her back.

"Lean over some more, baby, and try to relax. It's going to be so good once we're both inside of you. Remember to breathe out."

She felt the spongy head of his c.o.c.k at her back entrance as he began to push forward. She moaned and began to push back as she tried to relax her muscles to accommodate him. Despite the good prepping, he was thick and she wasn't used to anyone so well endowed. The pinch turned into a burn that widened into a bite of pain. As she panted around the pain, he made it past the resistant ring and slid farther inside her. Janet moaned in relief. Then as they continued to be still, she growled and tried to push back on Greg as she pulled off of Steven. When she attempted to reverse the move, they grabbed her and held her still.

"Easy, love. Let us do the work. You need to be still and relax for us," Steven said.

"Then move! I need someone to move for me!"

"I'm all for moving," he said with a groan.

"I don't want to hurt you, baby. Are you sure you're ready for us to move?"

"If you don't do something soon, I'm going to do something violent involving your c.o.c.k."

Greg laughed and began pulling out, dragging his c.o.c.k over sensitive nerve endings that were so rarely awakened. The rasp of skin against tissue sent swirls of pleasure straight to her c.u.n.t. She could feel their c.o.c.ks moving against each other inside her. Only a thin membrane separated the two d.i.c.ks as they pumped in and out of her aroused body.

The pain had changed to pleasure so that every move they made only ramped hers up into the stratosphere. It wouldn't take much more to see her explode in rapture from the dual penetration. Over and over again they pulled out and rocked inside of her, spreading the burning warmth throughout her body. She squeezed down on them with her a.s.s and c.u.n.t muscles just to hear them curse.

"f.u.c.k, baby. Do that again. Yeah. Just like that." Greg popped her a.s.s cheek twice.

"Aw, h.e.l.l. If she keeps doing that I'm a goner."

"Do you like having your a.s.s spanked when you have two d.i.c.ks inside your body? Mine is tunneling in and out of this hot a.s.s and Steven's is f.u.c.king your wet c.u.n.t."

"What's so interesting about a few slaps on my a.s.s?"

"Feel it burn, baby. It will make the pleasure so much better."

He tapped her on the other side twice more. She groaned. It burned and made her tighten down on the men. She felt a little tease at her c.l.i.t when he tapped her a.s.s, but it wasn't much. Then he popped her twice more on each cheek and she felt the burn begin low in her belly. It spread its tentacles around her womb and into her c.l.i.t.