Page 72 of Their Brazen Countess
And they didn’t. They continued to love her as she crested on a loud wail of pleasure which Arthur was certain the servants could hear from their quarters.
As her orgasm eased, he let her leg slip from his shoulder and stood up. His cock ached as he pressed against her and they kissed.
Her tongue slicked over his before Jo drew back. “I can taste myself.”
Behind her, Linc made a soft humming noise. “That sounds delicious.” He reached around her to pull Arthur closer, and they kissed over Jo’s shoulder. Their tongues dueled for dominance, but Arthur inevitably won.
There was something very different about kissing a man versus a woman. It was rougher, more elemental. Kissing a woman could be rough, but was often a sensual or gentle experience that one melted into.
As Linc pulled back, he licked his lips. “Mmmmm. I can taste you, Jo. You taste—”
“On the bed, you two,” Arthur commanded, the need to be inside one of them riding him hard. He would have what he desired.
Linc helped Jo onto the bed before joining her. As Arthur came over toward them, his cock throbbed with need. He’d been inside Jo, but had pulled out after her orgasm. He was fine with waiting—the anticipation would make his release all the sweeter.
But Arthur was being rather bossy at the moment, and it was time someone else took control for a bit.
As Arthur moved to climb onto the bed, Linc pressed a hand to his stomach and stopped him from joining them on the bed. Bending over as he knelt on the bed, he took hold of Arthur’s shaft and licked the tip. Arthur grunted and tried to push him back, but Linc resisted, instead pushing forward and taking nearly Arthur’s entire length down his throat.
“Fuck,” Arthur ground out as he sank a hand into Linc's hair.
Jo crawled over and kneeled on the bed so she could kiss Arthur as Linc continued to work his cock. At some point, she dropped to the floor on her knees and slipped between the bed and Arthur’s legs, slightly under Linc to lick at Arthur’s balls as he continued to suck his weighty cock.
“Oh fuck! Yes!” Arthur cried out and came hard.
Linc swallowed his cum as he took him deep while Jo continued to massage Arthur’s sac with her tongue.
Panting heavily above them, Arthur looked at them both with love in his dark eyes. Linc’s heart thumped in his chest as he sat back and caught his own breath.
Just as Linc flopped back on the bed, Jo clambered on top of him and kissed him. She pressed her breasts against his chest and slid her tongue into his mouth, ravaging his mouth, plundered it like a first-class rake. He resisted the urge to chuckle at her rapacious kiss.
Then she was straddling him and sliding down on his throbbing cock. As she rode him, Arthur crawled over and took the tip of one of her breasts in his mouth. She moaned as he and Arthur pleasured her once again.
Jo whimpered as she slid down on Linc’s cock. He felt so good inside of her—the sensation heightened by Arthur sucking on one of her breasts and pinching the tip of the other. She laid her palms flat on Linc’s chest and ground herself down on him as pleasure rolled through her.
“Yes!” The cry was pulled from deep within her as she slid up and down his length, reveling in the stretch of his cock. Linc grunted beneath her with each upward thrust of his hips to meet her.
Arthur kneeled up by his head and nudged his cock near his face. “Suck my cock, Linc. Get me wet and hard. I want to fuck her next.”
Jo’s pussy clenched at those words as she shifted to grind down on Linc’s cock. She was so close, and the thought of taking Arthur next had her nearly over the edge. “Yes,” she breathed her agreement. “I need to feel Arthur deep in my pussy. Suck his cock for me.”
Both men groaned as Linc opened his mouth and took Arthur’s semi-hard cock onto his willing tongue. She watched as Linc lay there in utter submission, having his mouth fucked by Arthur as she rode his cock. The man was at their mercy, and she loved it.
With yet another circle of her hips after a long, delicious slide on his cock, Jo’s orgasm broke over her like a rogue wave. Her body flew apart into tiny bits and pieces as she shook.
Linc let out a muffled groan and his hips jerked as he joined her. Arthur withdrew from his lover’s mouth, allowing Linc to grab her hips as he pumped up into her twice more before he lay boneless beneath her as Jo slumped over and tried to catch her breath.
As her senses returned to her body, Arthur pressed against her back and peppered her shoulder with kisses as he slid her disheveled hair off her shoulder. With gentle hands, he eased her to the side until she lay next to Linc who seemed to still be in a daze. Arthur moved over her, his hips nestled between her splayed thighs, and kissed her with a gentle, lingering kiss that was so sweet her heart squeezed.
“Wood Sprite, are you well? If I slide inside you, will it be too much?” Arthur murmured the words between nibbling kisses.
“Never,” she replied as she kissed him back. “I need you inside me.”
Arthur moaned softly. “You humble me.”
He aligned his cock with her entrance and pressed inside her. As he seated himself inside her, Jo moaned softly at the overwhelming sensation that remained from her orgasms. Then he withdrew and slid inside of her again. She exhaled as pleasure sparked to life once more. As his strokes grew longer and stronger, a frisson of sensation cascaded through her body.
“Oh God, Arthur!” It felt so good having him inside her. So right—just as it had with Linc.
