Heat

Heat 4

Helen lay back and rested between Adam's thighs. His big hands immediately cupped both her breasts. He smelled of male musk and soap and his abdomen was hard as she rested her bare back against him.

Peter pulled off his tee shirt, undid his shoelaces and yanked off his socks and boots.

He was tanned, his skin the color of golden honey. His chest had a light sprinkling of crisp, black hair, which threaded down his taut abdomen to his trousers. When he climbed on the bed, he lay between Helen's thighs, opened them wide, took in a deep breath and looked up directly into her eyes. "You are lovely."

Her heart flipped and after the intense months of loneliness, she realized she could fall hard for these two great men.

"Helen you've made our lives worth living," Adam said, his voice husky as he stroked her breasts.

When Peter spread her pussy lips and began licking her, Adam's whole torso tensed underneath her, his chest rising and falling, his hot breath panting onto her cheek.

Peter's tongue was pink, hot and wet and he knew how to eat pussy. At first he licked her gently while she moaned and thrust upward letting every inhibition she might have had go, while pleasure flooded her mind. In a world barren of happiness, she had two great men loving her, sweet and gentle but with a depth of eroticism barely explored.

"That's it, Helen." Adam pulled her up slightly so he could kiss her neck while his thumb and forefinger closed over her nipples, alternatively pinching and caressing as her sighs grew.

When Peter thrust his tongue into her, her hips jackknifed. Her hands moved over Adam's, her fingers tensing, fingernails digging into the back of his hands at the exquisite sensations. She'd never been the focus of a man, let alone two men who worshipped her as if she were the most special person in the world.

Adam nibbled on her earlobe as his hands roved down her abdomen, until he reached her sex. His hips began to roll underneath her and she could feel how hard his cock was. That would be in her soon. The thought stayed in the front of her mind pulsating in time with the thrusts of Peter's tongue.

When Peter slid two of his thick fingers inside her, Adam reached further down and opened her up so that she was exposed and needy as hell. Peter covered her clit with his mouth and sucked, flicking his tongue up and down.

Tremors started in her core as she gave herself up in complete surrender. When Peter pressed his forearms down hard on her inner thighs she was open and helpless. He growled as he licked her, his passion intense.

Adam kept her open with one hand, his fingers splayed against her mons while he moved his other hand upward to pinch her nipples hard. Just as the pain became unbearable he caressed the nipple before moving his fingers to her other breast.

When she came, it was with a rush so intense she arched her back and cried out, groaning deep. The orgasm when it exploded, bloomed in her core, spreading out through her body, zinging up her spine and over her breasts until finally spent, she slumped.

Peter knelt, flipped her over so that she faced Adam. "Are you ready for us, Helen?"