Laid Bare
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 Lauren Dane

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The jewelry made eating her pu**y a new experience. He liked playing with it, flicking it, tugging, albeit very gently. Her clit was way more sensitive it seemed, or maybe it was his being gone for two weeks, since no one but her had touched it. He knew Ben hadn’t, although according to both of them they had kissed a few times.
He opened his eyes to catch Ben straightening after a kiss. His c**k was out and Erin’s hand was wrapped around it. Todd’s c**k throbbed at the sight.
Gently, he sucked her clit between his lips, careful with the piercing, and she gasped and arched her back, shoving her cunt into his face as she came fast and hard.
He stood and kissed her belly. Ben’s c**k was right there, glistening.
“I’ve got to get inside you, but not on this desk, it’s too low.” Both of them helped her stand on rubbery legs. Ben tucked his c**k back into his pants and they went upstairs.
Todd liked the way she looked in his house. This business of having separate places was annoying and he planned to deal with that very soon.
“Let’s lock the doors so we don’t get any company. I have plans for you, Erin, and they don’t include having my mother pop over to say hello.”
“I locked up when I came in, but apparently Ben came in behind me.” Erin looked at him over her shoulder as she locked the front door again.
“I’m gonna come in behind you again too,” Ben said and Todd laughed.
Once the front windows were closed—being seen was hot; being seen by his mother, not so much—Todd dropped his jeans and pulled his shirt off.
“I love it when you look at me like that. Makes me feel like a superhero.”
Erin laughed and pushed him to sit on the couch and then fell to her knees, clasping her hands at the small of her back once she’d tossed her shirt aside. He loved to see her that way; it drove him crazy.
He looked at her with a happy sigh. “You’re so beautiful. God, I missed you.”
Ben knelt next to her.
“Kiss her,” Todd said softly, and Ben slid his fingers into her hair, tipping her head to take her mouth for a kiss. Erin’s hand skimmed up Todd’s thigh until she found his cock, grabbing it in a firm grip, pumping it a few times.
“Ben,” Erin said softly once they’d broken the kiss, “help me.” Before Todd knew it, she’d bent over his cock, licking and sucking, and Ben joined her. Far from being uncomfortable, he nearly came as two tongues slid up and down over his cock, two tongues swirled around the crown of him. Funny how a guy who’d run from himself only ten years before could be turned on by this. But he was and he’d stopped questioning it.
She cried out around his c**k when Ben slapped her bared ass.
“Goddamn, do that again. I love that sound she makes when my c**k is in her mouth.”
Ben moved behind her, flipping her skirt up, and before too long, the sound of his fingers dipping into her pu**y wafted through the air as she moaned around him.
Ben brought those fingers to Todd’s mouth and then everyone moaned as he licked them clean. Todd slid his fingers through Erin’s hair as Ben left the room for a moment, and then he grinned when Ben came back carrying the crop.
Positioning himself behind her again, Ben flexed his wrist and the crop cracked against her ass. She cried out, still sucking Todd’s c**k furiously.
“Fuck, f**k, f**k. Erin, honey, you have no idea how hot it is when you make that sound around me like that. When you keep sucking on me even when Ben is whipping your ass.”
“That’s submission,” Ben said, watching the pink lines rise on her ass. Todd had too light a hand, but Ben had a few years on him in the flogging and whipping department, so he knew just how much pressure and speed to use to elicit all the best sounds from a woman. And this one on her hands and knees, sucking Todd’s cock, was a sight for sore eyes.
So achingly beautiful as she gave herself to Todd.
Ben used the crop several more times, creating a pattern on her ass and thighs so pretty he nearly shot in his jeans.
Todd pulled her back. “Wait, I want to f**k you. Can you take me? Is it okay?”
She nodded slowly and Ben knew she was edging into subspace. He helped her up and she straddled Todd, reverse cowgirl. She arched, putting her head back on his shoulder as she slid down his c**k slowly.
“Oh, I’ve missed this so much,” Erin said, feeling his invasion right up to her scalp. The heat of the welts on her ass rubbed the couch and Todd’s skin, and when she opened her eyes, she caught Ben’s gaze on her, roving hungrily from ni**les to face to cunt.
Erin turned her head to kiss Todd, tasting herself on his lips.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.” Todd nipped her lip and she leaned forward, bracing her hands on his thighs.
“Come here, Ben, and bring your c**k with you.”
He made a show out of unzipping his jeans and shoving them down enough to free his cock. When he got close enough, she caressed it with her cheek and lips before taking him into her mouth to the root and back.
He groaned and Todd echoed it behind her.
Sex with the two of them always came close to nearly overwhelming her. They were both so masculine and dominant it stole her breath away and as much as Ben seemed to have no problems touching Todd—and wow, had that few minutes they both worked over Todd’s c**k been hot—he and Todd both put nearly every bit of their focus on her. What woman wouldn’t like that?
One of Todd’s hands palmed her nipple and the other found her cunt, already spread from the position she held over his cock. The piercing wasn’t sore; she was happy about that. But she was nice and wet and filled with good stuff like serotonin and endorphins and she was on a sex high. He kept his fingers very gentle, just the lightest possible touch over her.