A few days after their first meeting, Tony and Jason asked Kate to walk with them on the promenade, to take the evening air, and talk.
As they were walking slowly together, making small talk, Kate suddenly surprised them with a "real" question "How did it start?" they paused in their step "Tony and you?" she directed her question to Jason, while Tony was holding her hand, playing with her fingers.
"It was a horrible time in my life, almost a decade ago; Tony and I were living together, because I was still in college and she just got divorced" Jason said "I began to feel as if I was walking in a haze, separated from the rest of the world. Nothing and no one could touch me, not emotionally. I was dying inside. I needed some connection to the living, and so did Tony, but we didn't know how to make that connection. We were still having sex with women, but there was no connection there, no emotion. It was like eating, a physical need met, but that was all. Until I walked in on Tony and a woman one night, in our tent."
Kate studied his face, she could see the shadows of the past passing over his face "I walked in on them," Jason continued, looking directly at her, "and without thinking I joined them. I tore off my clothes and fell on them. It was Tony, you see, Tony was my connection, I just hadn't realized it. I can't even remember the woman's name, or her face, just the feeling of being close to Tony, of sharing that woman with him, that moment, that life-affirming act. We fucked the poor girl so hard, and so long, that night, I was surprised when she walked out the next morning." He chuckled wryly. "I know I could hardly walk, myself."
Kate laughed softly, visions of Tony fucking Jason so hard he could hardly walk the next day danced through her mind, and in her mind, the faceless woman became her, and her nether area tingled.
Tony hugged Kate to him, and licked her ear; she shuddered in his arms. He murmured "Lord, yes. You were like a madman, and so was I. When I watched you, touched you, felt your body, it was as if I could finally breathe again. I knew, as soon as you fell on us, that life would never be the same again. And I've never regretted it."
The sun set, and darkness covered the beach. Slowly, Tony led Kate and Jason to a bench behind some trees, a secluded spot, hidden from the rest of the promenade. Tony sat down, and held both her hands, looking up at her "The point is, Kate, that even without you, there is a Jason and me. But with you, it's, oh Christ, I'm not saying this right. I love Jason, it's not enough for us; he is my lover, but I want you to be my lover, too; and his. Does that make sense?"
Kate slowly nodded, sitting next to him. "Yes, I understand, I think."
Jason laughed with them, and moved to sit on the other side of Kate, and the three of them settled back against the bench. Kate left her right hand in Tony's lap, but took Jason's hand with her other hand. She squeezed both hands, making a connection without words. They sat that way for a while, quietly.
Finally Jason turned his head to look at Kate.
"Would you move in with us?"
Kate looked back and forth between them, her head swimming. Move in with them? She hesitated. She could say no, she should say no, but she didn't want to.
"How would that work? Would I have my own room, my own bed?" Jason shrugged, he obviously didn't think that far. Tony quickly replied "you can move in with Jason; his bed is larger, and besides, each night we could all sleep wherever we wanted to. You would have your own space, of course."
Kate bit her lip in indecision. "What about society? Your families?"
"Society can go to the devil," Jason said happily. "We've our own society of friends that will accept this relationship, and we don't need anyone else."
"What do you mean? What friends?" Kate squirmed on the bench, trying to get comfortable, and Tony turned sideways, pulling her in to lean back against his chest.
After a moment she relaxed there, and let Jason pull her feet up in to his lap. He pulled off her shoes and began to rub her feet, making Kate sigh with pleasure. Tony began to massage the nape of her neck, and she arched into his clever fingers.
"Well," he drawled, rubbing his cheek against her hair, "once we started being a couple, we felt we needed to be around other people who understood us. We have several friends who "paired up" this way."
Kate sat up, and turned to look at Tony in astonishment. "Really? Who else?"
Jason laughed, and tweaked her little toe, causing her to yelp. "Wouldn't you like to know, puss? Don't worry. You'll meet all of them, eventually."
"I'd like that." She said.
"Is that a yes?" Tony whispered in her ear, licking the sensitive spot just below her lobe. Kate shivered. "A yes?" she questioned breathlessly, arching her neck to the side to give him more room.
Suddenly Jason rose on his knees, and straddled Kate's outstretched legs. He reached down and began to inch her dress up her legs. "A yes to our question?" he told her, stopping his hands when her garters were exposed. He began to pull one off slowly. "Will you move in with us?"
"No," Kate told him, "it's not a yes." Her voice was wavering, desire and fear fighting for control. "I'm scared. Scared of what will happen, scared for me, scared for the future. I guess I... I need more time." She began to pull her legs away, but Jason stopped her, his grip firm but gentle.
"So it's to be a proper wooing, then?" he asked with a devilish grin. "Flowers and poetry and love songs, dancing and dallying? I can do that." He began to pull off her other garter. "What about you, Tony? Can you handle it?"
Tony slid one arm around her, and cupped her breast, rubbing his thumb over her hard nipple. Kate arched her back on a gasp. "I can handle it, if you can," he told Jason roughly. "Particularly the dallying. I'm very good at dallying." His mouth came down on Kate's exposed shoulder, in a hot, wet open-mouthed kiss. She moaned as his tongue flicked her sensitive skin.
"Poetry?" Kate gasped. "No, no poetry."
Jason laughed low in his throat, the sound vibrating straight through Kate to set her pussy clenching. "You don't like poetry?" he asked teasingly. "I know some very good ones. There once was a man from Budapest, who loved to nibble a woman's breast--'" he paused to glide his hands slowly up Kate's thighs, pushing her dress higher. "When he saw a fair flower, he plucked it. When he saw a fair maid, he fucked it.'"
Kate would have laughed out loud if she wasn't so breathless from Jason's touch, and Tony's mouth working magic on her neck and shoulders.
At Jason's last line, Tony had to pull his mouth from Kate's neck to laugh. "Good lord, that was hilarious in Salamanca, but leaves something to be desired here."
Jason pushed Kate's dress the last few inches up, exposing her hot center, just visible through the slit in her drawers. "Oh, there is definitely something to be desired here."
His comment was made in a voice rough with laughter and lust, and Kate felt her bones melt at the sound. She gave them this--this laughter, this desire, this happiness.
And suddenly she understood. She helped keep the wolves at bay for both of them, as well.
Kate grabbed Jason's hand as he reached out to touch her. He uncurled his fingers and without moving his hand, managed to brush the coarse, glistening curls wet with her juices. He inhaled the tangy, warm scent of her as his eyes narrowed with satisfaction at her gasp of pleasure.
With one gentle hand, Tony turned Kate's head until her lips met his, and his kiss was tender enough to bring tears to her eyes. He pulled back and lightly kissed each eyelid, then followed the tracks of the two tears that fell with his lips.
"These tears are magic, my love," he whispered. "You have shed them for love of us, and in so doing you have bound us to you for all eternity."
He returned to her mouth, and his kiss was as scorching as the last had been tender.
Kate could not catch her breath as he devoured her with his lips and teeth and tongue.
His hand kneaded her breast roughly, in time to the thrust of his tongue, and Kate's mind was lost. All she could think of was what she was feeling, experiencing, right now, right here. Tony's mouth, and Jason's hands running up and down her legs, from ankle to thigh.
Suddenly Kate gasped as Jason's tongue licked a path along the deep crease of her pussy. As Tony had been kissing her, Jason had removed her drawers.
"Oh, Jesus, Kate, you taste so incredible," Jason murmured against the hot flesh beneath his lips. "So sweet, and spicy, too. And so hot, so damn hot, as if you warmed your cream in an open fire before letting me taste it." He pressed his face tightly to her, shoving his tongue deeply into her pussy, fucking it in and out in a rapid movement, with a hard flick at the end.
Kate moaned loudly, she couldn't stop herself, for split second remembering they were outside, and what if someone hears her? God, how she had missed this, a man devouring her pussy as if it were the most delectable thing he ever ate. She pushed her fingers through Jason's hair and held his face to her, thrusting her pussy at his mouth.
Jason pulled back hard, fighting Kate's grip. He pulled free and sat back, and his laugh was wicked as she moaned in protest.
"Like that, do you?" he asked in the rough voice she seemed to love. "Want more?"
Kate didn't respond to him, but arched her back, thrusting her breast into Tony's hand, which he had tunneled under the bodice of her dress and bra to capture her bare flesh. Jason could see him pinch the nipple hard between his fingers, and Kate thrust her pussy toward Jason, whimpering. Without warning, Jason rose and yanked Kate's legs, pulling her off Tony until her head rested on the bench, between Tony's legs. Kate cried out softly at his roughness.
"I asked if you wanted more," Jason growled, gripping her thighs. "Answer me."
To Jason's delight, Kate's breath was ragged in her excitement. "Yes," she panted, "yes, Jason, more."
"Now you'll have to earn it," Jason told her sternly.
He looked up at Tony and cocked an eyebrow. Tony smiled slowly in response, and Jason looked back to Kate. He pushed his hands high on her thighs, and his thumbs met as he firmly pushed their tips into her weeping, grasping pussy. Kate bit her lower lip as she tried to hold back a sob of pleasure, and Jason knew a thrill more exciting than anything he'd felt before. Kate loved the torture, the waiting, the wanting. He knew in that moment that she would let them do anything to her, that she trusted them to bring her pleasure, and would give pleasure in return.
"Tony," he said, his voice still firm, but rough and low, "open your pants." His eyes were locked with Kate's, and he saw them widen as understanding dawned. Then she licked her lips, and Jason actually felt his cock jump in excitement.
Tony slowly began to undo his buttons, still resting back against the side of the bench. When Jason looked up at him, Tony could see the pleasure that his obedience gave him, and a shocking thrill coursed through his veins. He felt his cock harden at Jason's pleasure, at the thought of how much he knew Jason would enjoy watching Kate suck his cock.
Tony was amazed at this new aspect of their lovemaking. Jason had never taken control like this before, and Tony was unprepared for how excited he was by it. He found himself breathlessly waiting for Jason's next command, and loved the anticipation. He glanced down at Kate and saw she, too, was watching Jason hotly, trembling with the need to please him. He looked back at Jason as he slowly pulled his engorged cock out, and felt his tip leak when he saw Jason watching him.
"Get up, Tony, and help Kate lean back against the side arm, as you were." Jason sat back on his haunches, pulling his hands away from Kate, and Tony heard her sharp intake of breath as his thumbs left her pussy empty again.
He rose from the bench; he put his coat on the bench's arm and pulled Kate back so her head and shoulders were resting on it. Then he stood up and looked at Jason, his hand unconsciously going to his cock to rub it as he waited for Jason's next command.
"Very good, Tony," Jason purred, and his blood began to throb, in his neck, in his head, in his cock. He tried to observe his reaction logically, but couldn't distance himself from the excitement.
"Now straddle her, gently, and place your cock in her mouth."
Tony actually felt himself panting with excitement at Jason's command. He had dreamed of Kate sucking his cock, using the vision of her beautiful face as she opened her mouth and wrapped her ripe lips around it, her hot, wet tongue gliding against it as fuel for the fire of his desire. The reality outshone every fantasy.
He carefully straddled her, and she wrapped her arms up between his legs to grasp his buttocks, pulling him toward her. Suddenly he felt Jason move behind him, and pull Kate's hands away. "No hands, my dear, just mouth," Jason told her, his breath stirring the hair on Tony's nape, he was so close.
Tony closed his eyes for a moment to control his excitement. When he opened them and looked down, he saw Kate waiting for his attention. Then she opened her mouth, and he moved his hips, guiding his cock in. As he felt the wet warmth surround him, and her lips close over him, he carefully leaned forward to grip the arm of the bench on either side of her. He clenched his hands into the coat's fabric until his knuckles were white, fighting for control.
"You're such a good girl, Kate," Jason crooned softly behind him. "Your mouth is so sweet, just being in there is nearly enough to make Tony come."
Tony felt Jason's hand lightly smooth over the back of his head, and he shuddered with the raging lust lashing through him. He desperately wanted to prolong this, for his own pleasure, but also for Jason's. He could hear the excitement in the deep, hot throb of Jason's voice as he praised Kate, felt Jason's hand tremble as it touched his hair.
"Now, Kate, if you want me to eat your pussy, you'll suck Tony's cock hard and deep, until he comes down your delectable throat, darling. And you'll drink every wonderful drop."
Tony could feel Kate's breath hot and ragged around his cock, felt the vibrations of her moan at Jason's words, and his own corresponding moan took him by surprise. He enjoyed having a woman suck his cock, but not this much, never this much.
"Yes, Tony" Jason whispered behind him, holding him from behind. Tony could feel Jason's hardness against his buttocks, Jason's breath on his skin. Jason kissed him gently on the back of the neck and a fire swept through his genitals, from his balls to the tip of his cock buried in Kate's mouth.
"Move, Tony, slowly. Kate, open your mouth wider, darling, take him deeper. Yes, yes, sweet, just like that. Oh, you're definitely earning your reward, my love."
Jason's words made Tony's hips buck slightly, and Kate moaned in protest as his cock went deeper into her mouth.
"Careful, Tony, don't hurt her. She's our beautiful girl now, and we've got to take care of her."
Jason's hand reached around Tony, pressing his cock more firmly against his ass, and Tony tried to control the shiver of pleasure that rocked him. Jason lay his hand against Kate's cheek, his thumb curving around her chin, under Tony's cock, and Tony found himself thinking, Just a little more, move your hand just a little more and touch me.
Tony felt his balls tingle and knew he couldn't last long, not with these desires swirling through him while Kate's sweet hot mouth sucked him deep, and Jason whispered seductively in his ear. "Jason," he whispered in a tortured voice, keeping his hips moving slowly, so slowly, driving his cock deep in Kate's mouth, almost to her throat, as she moaned in rapture, sucking, sucking. "Jason, I, I can't last, oh God, I'm sorry, I'm going to come. Please let me come, Jason, I want to come." He knew he was begging, and it thrilled rather than embarrassed him. He knew he wanted to beg Jason for so much more, and he would, soon.
Jason's hand moved from Kate's face, and Tony nearly cried out in disappointment.
But then he felt Jason's touch as he slowly smoothed his hair and caressed his neck until his hand was wrapped around Tony's jaw. Jason exerted a gentle pressure, slowly pulling him upright as his hips drove Tony's toward Kate's mouth again. In disbelief, Tony heard himself whimper, weak with lust.
"Should I let you come, Tony, hmmm?" Jason whispered darkly into his ear. Kate sucked hard on his cock and the dual stimulation made him bite his lip to keep from coming. "You've been very obedient, Tony, so you may come. Fuck her mouth three more times, slowly, I like it slow, then come, in her mouth."
Counting out three more times, for Jason's pleasure, heightened Tony's own so that when he reached Kate's throat on the third thrust he exploded in her mouth. Dimly he heard Kate moan in ecstasy and he felt her throat convulse around him as she swallowed the jets of semen bursting from his cock. He saw pinpricks of light behind his closed eyes, and swayed drunkenly in his pleasure. Jason's arms came around him from behind, pulling Tony back to rest against his chest as Tony convulsively fucked in and out of Kate's mouth several more times, small bursts of semen shooting out onto her lapping tongue. He wondered vaguely who was moaning Jason's name, and realized with a shock that it was him. Slowly he became aware that Jason was speaking.
"Yes, Kate, darling, that was wonderful. Yes, lick the last drop off his magnificent cock, baby, he fucked your mouth so well. You both did so well, you've made me very happy. I want to eat your pussy now, Kate. You've earned your reward."
Kate opened her eyes, dazed with pleasure. She had never enjoyed sucking a man's cock before. She had done it, they all wanted it, but it had always been a chore. Not tonight, not with Tony and Jason. She loved the taste, the texture, the thrust of Tony's cock. Sucking him had been pure pleasure, listening to his moans, and Jason's praise.
When he had come in her mouth, his semen had been deliciously salty and creamy, and she had wanted to swallow every drop, and then build him up and eat again. Or better yet, suck Jason to completion in her mouth. The thought of both men coming in her mouth, one right after the other, excited her beyond belief. Would Jason let her?
She watched Jason help Tony down off her, to sit on the ground. Tony looked weak and dazed, and Kate was thrilled that she had been able to do that to him. She and Jason, really, because she knew that Jason's forcefulness tonight had excited Tony. She had felt him grow larger and thrust deeper every time Jason whispered hotly to them.
She wasn't jealous or worried about his desire for Jason, it seemed natural that they desire one another as she desired them, after all they had been through. And this new Jason was impossible to resist. As Jason turned back to her, she stretched out her hand in supplication. He took it in his own and brought it to his lips, kissing her palm with a soft lick of his tongue.
"Jason, please," she murmured, "may I suck your cock now, Jason? I want it."
She could see she had surprised him. His eyes widened, and then a slow grin broke across his face.
"Want me, do you, then?" he asked teasingly. He let go of her hand, and slowly unbuttoned his pants. He pulled out his cock, so engorged it jutted straight up toward his stomach, the veins lining it thick and dark. He took his index finger and rubbed it on his crown, spreading the leaking wetness around. He threw his head back and moaned at the feeling, and Kate moaned with him, wanting to taste it so badly her mouth was watering. She looked over at Tony and caught him staring as well, licking his lips, and she couldn't control a quick thrust of her hips as desire shot through her.
Jason looked down in time to see Kate's involuntary thrust, and he chuckled. "You see, my dear? You need me to eat your pussy first, or else you won't be able to concentrate fully on sucking my cock. And we can't have that, can we? Be a good girl and spread your legs wide, so I can feast on you."
He sat down and pulled her legs apart, and Kate's protest died on her lips. The hungry look on his face as he stared at her pussy made her blood race. She broke out in a sweat at the heat that seemed to be spreading from her pussy to the rest of her body.
She waited, waited for Jason to put his mouth on her, but he sat mesmerized by her pussy, and she felt it weeping in response to his regard.
"Tony, God, Tony, she's so wet. She wants me to lick her pussy so badly, it's crying for my tongue. Come, Tony, come close and watch me."
Jason's words made Kate cry out and thrust her hips again. Yes, oh, yes, she wanted Tony to watch Jason eat her pussy. She hoped and prayed Jason would let him help.
Tony moved slowly from where he sat, crawling on all fours to lean against the front of the bench, where he could clearly see her pussy. His eyes locked with hers. She felt helpless in the tide of Jason's desire, and saw the same weakness in Tony.
When Tony settled back to watch, Jason leaned in and rammed his tongue into Kate's pussy without preamble. She cried out and gripped his head again, pulling it hard toward her. Again, Jason pulled away.
"No hands, Kate, just your pussy and my mouth. If you behave, perhaps a finger or two. Now slide down and then place your arms back, above your head."
Kate whimpered, but obeyed. She desperately wanted the release Jason's mouth could give her. She looked down and saw Tony's eyes dilating with lust again, as he recovered from his orgasm. He watched Jason lean down and lick Kate slowly and deeply. She thrust her hips, only to have Jason's hand press them down again. "No moving, Kate. Only my mouth and tongue move." He looked up at her from beneath his lashes, the look provocative and commanding. "Do you understand?" He squeezed her hip.
"Yes, I understand." Kate was appalled at how weak her voice sounded. Jason was devastating her, and she loved it.
He began to feed off her, his pace changing every time she began to accustom herself to it, and she became frustrated as he denied her the orgasm that was shimmering just out of reach. She growled roughly in her frustration, and she felt Jason laugh against her and heard Tony moan in desire.
Tony's moan brought Jason's head up. Kate could see his lips and chin glistening with her moisture, and she shivered.
"Would you like a taste, Tony? Yes, I think you deserve it, and turnabout is fair play. But don't make her come, or I shall have to punish you both." He moved from between her legs and Tony took his place, diving into her pussy with an open, hungry mouth, moaning in gratification at the first taste of her.
"Oh God, yes, Tony," she moaned out, his voracious mouth and tongue pushing her closer to that glorious edge. She gripped the settee cushions tightly in her effort not to move against him. Suddenly his teeth ran down the edge of her pussy lip, nibbling gently, and she thrust up uncontrollably.
"Stop," Jason growled out, and Tony immediately stopped, pulling back so his hot breath teased her damp curls.
"Kate, Kate," Jason said as if disappointed. "I told you not to move, darling. No matter how wonderful Tony's sweet mouth is, you are not to fuck it. Do you understand? Tell me you understand, Kate."
Kate looked at him, and saw his calm tone was belied by the lust carving his features. His eyes were black with it, and narrowed as they stared at her, his breathing quick, his nostrils flared.
"Yes, yes, Jason. I'm sorry, I won't move, I promise." She made her tone as conciliatory as she could, loving the game. Jason's answering grin told her he knew how much she was enjoying this.
Tony's tortured breathing was bathing her pussy, and she shivered as Jason reached down and ran a finger through her crease.
"Mmmm, Kate, so wet. Tony, lick her, while I fuck her poor pussy with my fingers."
"Oh God, oh God," Kate chanted, and cried out as he pressed two fingers into her.
She felt Tony's tongue lash out and lick around those fingers where they fucked in and out, and she knew she couldn't last long. But oh, she wanted to last forever. She wanted them both eating and pleasuring her, wanted Jason ordering them around, wanted to see Tony's burgeoning desire, for as long as possible. She understood Tony's earlier pleading, as she longed for release as much as she dreaded it. Suddenly she knew what Jason wanted, knew what she had to do.
"Please, Jason, please let me come. Oh God, please, I'm begging you, let me come, please make me come, please Jason." She knew what she was doing, and yet, she couldn't keep the genuine pleading from her tone, the rough note of desperation and lust. She was riding the edge of being out of control.
She looked up at Jason, and had to restrain her shout of triumph. He was nearly as out of control as she, one hand buried in Tony's hair as Tony lapped up her juices roughly, his fingers pushing deeply, roughly, into her in a smooth, fast rhythm. His breathing was broken as he rasped out, "Yes, Tony, suck her, I want her to come for us now."
He pressed his fingers in hard, and touched a place deep within her that shot pleasure to her fingertips just as Tony wrapped his lips around the hard nub of her desire and sucked, and she spun out of control. She felt her hips buck against them, and heard her keening wail of release as if from a distance. The pleasure was so absorbing it was all she could understand right now, the throbbing ache of it, the hot wet convulsions of her pussy around Jason's large, calloused fingers, the suction of Tony's mouth, these were her world. Jason moved his fingers in her, and Tony sucked again, and Kate arched her back and threw back her head at the renewed tremors of pleasure rocking her to her soul. She began to sob their names, trying and failing to tell them how wonderful it was, how achingly sweet, how fulfilling.
She began to come back down from the heights of pleasure, and Jason's voice became clear, whispering reassurances to her, telling her how beautiful she was in her climax, how responsive, how delightful, how loved. And she responded automatically, from her heart.
"Oh Jason, darling Tony, how I love you," she sighed, bringing down one arm from over her head to rest it against Jason's which had been soothingly rubbing her stomach as he kissed her exposed hip. His movements stopped.
Without looking at her, he whispered, "You've never said that before, Kate. Say it again."
Tony had been kissing the inside of her thigh and stopped to look up at her, hope and desire warring in his gaze.
Kate started to panic, but then took a deep breath. Admitting she loved them was not the same as agreeing to move in with them.
"Of course I love you. It's never been like this for me before. Apparently, love does indeed make a difference." She smiled tremulously at them, but quickly amended her admission before they could speak. "But just because I love you doesn't mean I'm going to move in with you."
Jason was breathing deeply through his nose, clearly wanting to say something, but stopping himself. Tony spoke instead, his tone teasing.
"Clearly more dallying is required, Jason. It would seem, after tonight, that that is your forte. Any suggestions?"
Jason reluctantly chuckled, and Kate felt her muscles relax.
"You promised, Jason, you promised if I let you eat my pussy, that I could suck your cock." Kate made her voice low and seductive, and saw both men's eyes ignite again.
"Yes, Kate, I did promise, didn't I?" Jason told her with and indulgent smile, and she smiled back, the thrill of knowing she would have him in her mouth soon making her still sensitive pussy clench yet again.
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