Page 13 of Their Brazen Countess
Linc chuckled as Arthur grumbled about smart mouthed wenches while he withdrew. In and out, in and out he pumped, creating a lovely friction. Her body grew warm and slippery where they were joined. Before Jo could acclimatize to the sensations, Arthur lifted one of her legs over his shoulder.
Jo’s heart pounded as Arthur slid deeper than before. It was as if she could feel every inch of him invading her body and…she bit her lip. Dare she say, her heart? No, it was too soon. Far too soon for such musings. She was clearly overwrought from all the sensations.
As Arthur continued to slide in and out of her sheath, Linc started licking and sucking on her breasts, biting and tugging on her nipples. Jo shivered, wanting Linc to never stop such delicious torture—especially because it distracted her from her silly thoughts.
At some point Linc moved down her torso with his kisses, while Arthur thrust into her quim, over and over. She was getting close to coming, but couldn’t quite find that same release as before. Only when Linc leaned down and slid his tongue over her nub and licked around Arthur’s cock as he fucked her did she feel the precipice approaching.
Arthur moaned. “Oh, fuck Linc. Bloody do that again!”
Jo sank her hand into Linc’s golden hair, loving how it felt to have Arthur filling her as Linc licked at that bundle of nerves. He kept lapping at them as Arthur pounded into her, harder and harder. She was so close, right on that edge.
Linc pinched her nipple as he licked her clit and Arthur sank into her.
Jo screamed as her body seized up and contracted, only to expand into a million little bits. Arthur continued to thrust into her and Linc lapped at her clit, pushing her over crest after crest. She screamed long and loud until she heard Arthur join her in his release, pouring himself into her.
As they both remained there, catching their breaths, Linc came up and kissed her. She could sense herself and a trace of Arthur as he gently lapped at her mouth as though tasting her.
When Arthur withdrew Jo moved to sit up, but Linc pressed her back down. “Stay, we’re only half finished with your request. I want to feel all of his load in there as I fill you with mine.”
“Yes,” Jo whispered, shaken by how badly she wanted that and how much she appreciated their willingness to not only fulfill her request, but to do so with such thoroughness.
“Fuck, you are a dirty, erotic bastard,” Arthur said. “If you keep saying things like that we may never leave this hut.”
Jo giggled, delighted at the thought of staying there forever to fuck, chat, and read books. It sounded like the perfect existence. But before she could process any other thoughts, Linc was between her legs and sinking into her still quivering pussy, and she gasped at the sensitivity that lingered from her orgasm.
“Are you too sore?” Linc hesitated.
“Probably, but I refuse to stop.” And Jo meant it. Her marriage had been typical in that her husband had never looked at her and only performed in the most basic and perfunctory manor in the bedroom. It was about getting a child on her, though why she wasn’t certain since he’d had two sons and a daughter from his first wife.
Linc hesitated.
“Please, don’t stop.” She waited to see what he would do.
The gorgeous man hesitated until, mind made up, he pressed on. As Linc sank into her, she realized he was thicker, though possibly not as long as Arthur, but still filled her well. With all the lubrication from her earlier lovemaking, he slipped in and out of her quite easily. Arthur had not forgotten her, sucking on her nipples as Linc had done before him.
“God Arthur, she’s so wet. So full of your cum,” he panted as he pumped in and out of her.
Arthur groaned. “You like it, Linc? Having your cock in her sliding around in my seed? You’ve always been dirty like that, haven’t you?”
Jo loved hearing their banter, loved the filthy words. They added to the pleasure and the need pulsing through her.
Had they been lovers before they all came together?
She would have guessed previously that they were not but now, she wondered. They certainly seemed to have found a connection. Had they kissed again since she had asked them to?
“Fuck yes, I love feeling your seed around my cock. The only thing better would be to have your cum in my arse,” Linc said on a groan. He stopped and looked up at them, surprised by his admission.
So Jo had been right, this was all new to them as well. It pleased her to think she had helped them connect. Before she could think any more, Linc slid inside her and hit a particularly sensitive spot, causing any rational thought to flit away on a tide of pleasure.
Arthur grinned. “Perhaps next round I’ll do just that while you take Jo’s for the first time.”
They all groaned at the thought as Linc pounded into her and spewed more coarse words that painted vivid pictures of what they could do to her and each other, helping Jo to climb toward the precipice of bliss.
“So damn slippery, Sprite. You’re going to have our come dripping down your legs when we’re done.” More thrusts. “I’m going to dip my fingers in your pussy and paint your nipples with our seed before I lick it off.”
Arthur lay there, sucking her nipples and stroking his own erection, groaned with each utterance, until he reached down and stroked over her clit. “Can you come, love?”
Jo thrashed her head side to side, need burning through her, but seemingly unable to find its way free. “I don’t know. I need…I need…”
