French Quarter by Lacey Alexander (small books to read .TXT) 📕

butt into his hands, thrusting her chest forward. Jack took the opportunity to spread the dress’s halter top to either side, freeing her breasts. He caressed their softness, twirling her hard nipples between his fingers, all while Ty continued playing with her ass—and then she felt kisses there, light, heavenly kisses that nearly buried her. Her pussy felt electrically charged, so hot, so wet.

Next, Jack lifted his mouth to her breasts. He licked and suckled and caressed while Ty continued his ministrations on her ass—small, light kisses that sent shivery ribbons of heat to her cunt.

Part of her could have let them continue such sweet licks and kisses all night long, but Liz wanted more—of both men. Turning, she lowered herself to sit back on the couch, reaching boldly up to kiss Ty.

He kissed differently than Jack—firmer, more insistent, and she liked the contrast, becoming instantly aware that her two lovers this night would perform together but apart, the same but different.

Jack resumed nibbling one breast, his hand drifting down over her stomach and in between her thighs—not quite to her pussy, purposely teasing her, she knew. Then Ty’s mouth left hers, moving down to her neck, shoulder, and finally to her other waiting breast. Whereas Jack suckled her, Ty began with gentle licks over her taut rosy nipple. Together, the sensations were driving her mad, and to look down and see them both pleasuring her breasts was wildly arousing. Soon, Ty’s licks turned to sucks—hard, satisfying pulls that shot straight from her nipple to her wet panties. He, too, slid his hand along her thigh and she was sure her pussy would die of agony, but then finally Jack’s fingers slid deeper—oh God, yes—stroking her aching little cunt. She instantly spread her legs wide and became aware that both men’s hands were at her thong—Ty’s fingers slipped beneath the thin elastic at her waist, stroking over the bit of pubic hair she’d left above her slit while Jack rubbed hot circles over her clit through the red mesh.

More, she wanted more. So she pushed Jack back until he half-lay on the couch. She began working at his belt and pants as Ty reached around from behind to cup her breasts in his strong hands. After freeing Jack’s beautifully big cock, she couldn’t go slow—she bent and lowered her mouth over him, taking in every inch of him that she could. “Merde, baby,” he breathed. “Your mouth is so fuckin’ sweet.” She loved the feel of him between her lips, filling her mouth, loved getting him wet as she moved up and down his thick length. She kneeled on the sofa, pulling her knees up beneath her—the position gave her better access to Jack and at the same time offered her backside to Ty.

Ty took the cue and pushed her dress farther up over her ass, caressing as he went. And then—mmm, finally—he pulled the elastic away until she felt the mesh that cupped her cunt being raked aside. She instinctively parted her legs, wanting him to see her bare pussy from the back, all the while enjoying Jack’s lovely cock.

Soon Ty’s mouth was on her mound from behind. Sweet heaven. Instinct made her push her swollen cunt against him as he spread her ass with his hands so he could lick her better. God yes—she moaned as Ty’s tongue sank deep into her slit. She whimpered and groaned around Jack’s shaft as the incredible sensation rocked her, bolting through her whole body, making her hips move to better meet each hot stroke of Ty’s tongue on her pussy.

It was then that she felt Ty’s fingers—he’d reached through her legs to rub her clit. Oh yes, it was just what she’d needed to experience complete, satiating pleasure and she moved her hips a little harder, sucked in Jack’s cock a little more deeply. Being pleasured from both ends was incredible enough, but to be receiving that pleasure from two different men was staggering. Yes, yes, yes, she thought each time Ty’s long fingers circled over her clit, each time Jack’s cock invaded her throat. Yes, yes, soon, soon—she was going to come for them, so hard. Suck, gyrate, suck, gyrate, suck, gyrate—yes, and then…oh!

Sweet waves of ecstasy flooded her, rushing from her cunt outward through her entire body. She released Jack’s cock and cried out in all-consuming passion as Ty’s fingers and mouth continued working at her, finishing her off.

When finally the waves receded, she opened her eyes to see Jack watching her. His hands cupped her face. “Good, baby?”

She could only nod, too weak for words.

She almost wanted to collapse then—collapse on Jack and sleep. But no. This was her one night to have two men, and she’d barely had them yet. She intended for there to be much more, so she wasted no time, pivoting her body on the couch to face Ty and offer her pussy to her sweet Jack.

Ty’s handsome face was as lust-filled as she knew her own must be. And now that she’d sucked Jack’s beautiful cock so long and so hard, she wanted to know Ty’s in the same way, wanted to show him how good she was, how hungry, how much she was enjoying being with both of them. As she reached for his belt, he shrugged out of his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a muscular chest with a sprinkling of pale brown hair. Parting his pants, she reached into black underwear and pulled out his cock. The shaft was not quite as large as Jack’s, but it looked strong and capable.

Her bared breasts hovered over him, so she lowered them around his erection for a slow, tantalizing moment, making him release a groan. He felt hot and hard between them, the perfect complement to her lush softness.

From the back, Jack was massaging her ass in his hands, pushing his fingers into her wet opening. They slipped in with ease and he moved them in and out in the same