Page 12 of Their Brazen Countess
Linc leaned over and licked her nipple before looking over at Arthur. “I do believe she approves of that notion.”
“I gathered as much,” Arthur laughed. “Come, Jo. Straddle my face and lower yourself. We’ll make sure you get a taste of Linc, too.”
Pulse roaring, Linc helped her into position, leaving enough room for him to stand on the mattress and lean against the head of the bed so she could have access to his cock. As much as he would have enjoyed impaling himself on Arthur’s cock while she sat on Arthur’s face and sucked him off, it was probably too soon for such advanced arrangements. What he had suggested thus far was suitably paced.
For today.
As she lowered her pussy to Arthur’s mouth, it was clear the moment contact was made. Arthur moaned loudly as Jo sucked in a huge gasp of surprise. Arthur’s hands settled on her hips and helped her find a rhythm to riding his face while Linc bent down and kissed her long and deep. Jo eagerly met his tongue thrust for thrust, and moaned loudly when he added his hands to the mix by tweaking her pebbled nipples.
Only then did he draw back and straighten up. “Are you ready to taste me?”
“Yes, please—oh God, Arthur!”
Linc nearly spilled his load then and there, listening to the sounds of Arthur eagerly lapping at her juices as he was about to fill her mouth with his cock.
He took a moment to gather himself. One breath. Another. “Open up. Now watch your teeth, and no biting down.”
Jo nodded and did as he bade, opening wide. Below her, Linc could see Arthur watching as he fed Jo his cock inch by slow inch. When he reached the back of her throat, he stopped and withdrew. Instantly, he missed the heat of her mouth. “Now this time I want you to try sucking on it like you would a sweet treat you were savoring, just no teeth.”
His glorious Wood Sprite nodded, her eyes shining with an eagerness that was intoxicating. Linc pressed his cock’s head against her lips, a dab of pre-come stretched from his tip to her lips as he pulled back slightly. She swept her tongue out to swipe it up and then immediately leaned forward to lick the tip for more. He moaned, unable to control the urge at such an overtly sensual act.
He pressed forward and pushed into her mouth—and quick study that she was, she sucked firmly, drawing him in and engulfing him. Once in her mouth, he stayed for a moment and then drew back a bit before pumping forward. In and out in quick strokes, Linc pumped into her willing mouth as Arthur continued to lap at her pussy. Jo was moaning and wiggling, her body flushing the most delightful pink as she neared her peak.
Linc’s balls tightened. “Jo, I’m going to come. Let me go.”
She whimpered and latched a hand on his backside, keeping him from pulling back. Linc’s knees nearly buckled, but somehow he kept going.
Below them Arthur moaned and seemed to redouble his efforts as Linc came, shooting his load into her mouth. Jo couldn’t capture all of it, despite her best efforts, particularly because her own crisis hit her in the middle of his own. Jo ended up pulling away from him as she quivered in ecstasy, the last of his cum landing on her chest. Some even dribbled down her chin. But she’d hardly noticed as she thrashed about on Arthur’s face, lost in her own release.
Linc was no barbarian but there was something primal about seeing his seed on her flesh. He resisted the urge to rub it in and mark her as his—just barely.
Arthur slid up her body as he sat up, running his tongue over the splatters of Linc’s cum on her breasts before he leveled Jo with a deep kiss.
Well, he should not have been worried about getting hard again. Watching Arthur lap at his cum and then kiss her with his taste mingled with hers on his lips was more than enough to get Linc’s blood pumping again.
It would not be long before he was ready for round two.
Chapter Six
Jo’sheadspun.Perhapsit was from lack of air—after all, Arthur had just kissed her as though his life depended on it.
But it could also have been the fact that she had just participated in—not one, but—two acts that before that day, she had only read about. And there was more to come.
So she allowed herself the moment of disorientation as the pleasure lingered.
Jo was not prepared for Arthur to press her to the mattress with his decidedly muscular physique and rain kisses all over her face and breasts. Goosebumps rippled over her skin despite the warmth of the fire as the flame of desire rekindled. Then Linc was there, touching and kissing her as well. It seemed no place on her body was left unexplored.
Arthur slipped between her thighs and spread them wide to make room for his hips. “Jo, look at me.” He loomed there, his dark hair falling over his forehead and dark brown eyes gazing at her intently. She wanted to look away, but something in his gaze would not allow it. “Are you certain this is what you want? To be taken, by each of us in turn? To be left filled with our seed until it runs down your thighs?”
His graphic words which echoed those of the story sent a shudder of need rippling down her spine until it lodged deep in her quim.
“Yes. Please, yes.” Jo heard the pleading tone in her husky response and could feel no shame in it.
Without further discussion Arthur pressed into her, the head of his cock stretching her wide. She quickly realized that while he would undoubtedly fit, it would be a tight squeeze compared to her late husband. She focused on breathing and relaxing to accept him, coming to relish his invasion until he had completely seated himself inside her. Once there, he remained still for a few long moments as Linc watched the two of them.
“Are you well?” Arthur finally asked her.
Jo considered for a moment, then wiggled. “I would be better if you would move.”
