The Next Step
Grace has the most remarkable ass. Beautifully shaped, round in all the right places. Watching her walk around with those black straps around her hips was sheer torture, but I loved it. I watched how carefully she sat down on the sofa as we waited for Nic to come home, and when he arrived, her nipples hardened.
While he went to shower, I stroked her thigh, delighted to see how glazed her eyes were getting. She was thinking about what Nic was going to do to her, wanting it. She started rocking a little, pushing the ass plug deeper, then releasing her grip on it, back and forth, in and out.
By the time Nic returned to the living room, his dark hair still damp, wearing nothing but a towel, Grace and I were both ready.
Without a word, she got up, took Nic by the hand and led him into the bedroom.
“What, no dinner?” he asked with a happy grin.
“After,” she breathed, and got onto the bed on her hands and knees, waiting for him.
She wasn’t waiting around for kisses and foreplay. She wanted to be fucked, and right now.
“Where do you want me?” I asked, one hand wandering idly over my bulging sweatpants.
Nic’s dark eyes bored into mine. “I want you to watch at first,” he said gently. “You gotta be careful so you don’t hurt her. I’ll show you how, so you can fuck her like this, too, okay? But I get to be first this time.”
“Hell, yeah,” I agreed enthusiastically.
He climbed onto the bed behind her, dropping his towel on the floor. Carefully, he unfastened the straps, bent down to kiss the sweet spot in the small of her back, and she moaned softly. Nic grasped the end of the butt plug and pulled on it, just a little, then pushed it back in deeply. Back and forth he worked the plug with maddening slowness, until Grace was writhing, shoving her butt back against the plug hard, her body shuddering when it moved with her.
“Fuck,” she breathed. “God, Nic, fuck me, please!”
“Not yet,” he told her in a deep, sexy rumble, kissing her buttocks. “Gonna take it out now.”
He withdrew the plug completely, and she whimpered, trembling, on the verge of tears. He got off the bed and fetched condoms and lube from the nightstand, along with an assortment of vibrators and dildos. He started with a vibrator closest in size to the plug, almost twice the size of the one Grace had used on me earlier in the afternoon.
“This’ll be a little cold,” Nic told her, opening up the bottle of Astroglide and tipping it over her crack. He dribbled a little of the liquid on her and on the vibrator, turned it on after handing the bottle to me to close and started smearing the slippery liquid all over the area. “Coming in now, so hold still,” he said gently, and pushed the tip inside about an inch.
Grace groaned, tossing her head upward, hair flying, arms and legs shaking.
“Feel good?” he asked her, his grin spreading wider.
She made unintelligible noises that might have been words, had she not had her mind totally blown by now. It was obvious that she loved what he was doing. Her whole body was straining to obey him and keep still.
“The plug isn’t very long,” he murmured against her ass. “It feels different when you’ve got something really deep. Stay relaxed, honey. I’m gonna push this in all the way, but really slow. Don’t push back on it, okay? Not even if you want to.”
“ ‘Kay,” she panted, shivering.
I watched, fascinated, as he inserted the vibrator with incredible, painful slowness, all the way to the base he held in his fingertips.
Grace was crying out, her voice throaty and deep with need, saying, “Yes, yes, yes, Nic, oh fuck, Nic, yesyesyes, moremorefuckme God!”
He pulled on it and she sobbed, needing it so badly. When he reached the tip, he pushed it back in, a little faster now, back and forth, back and forth. Nic handed the next item to me, a dildo that was about halfway between the size of the vibrator and his dick.
I coated it liberally with lube and handed it back to him.
“Switching out now, Lady,” he told her. “This’ll be a little bigger, a little longer. Almost there, sweetheart. Hold on, baby girl.”
She didn’t move, aside from the shaking of her limbs, but she was crying in earnest now, her need palpable.
“Jesus,” I swore, shaking right along with her. “Just do it, Nic! She’s ready.”
His eyes flashed up at me, slightly angry. “You ever fucked anyone’s ass before, Zen?”
I shook my head, embarrassed at my outburst.
“Then trust me on this. She’s not ready yet.” He patted her bottom, stroked it lovingly, and then pushed the dildo in with an incredibly light touch, stopping as soon as he met resistance. “Relax,” he cooed. “Let go, baby. Give your ass up to me.”
The dildo slid deeper. He worked it carefully, gently, until she’d taken the whole thing.
“How’s that, baby?” he asked her sweetly, kissing her lower back again.
“Good,” she panted. “Feels good, baby. Fuckin’ good!”
“Yeah.” He smiled again, thrusting the tool deep and shallow, very slow and slightly faster, taking his time.
Finally, he put the condom on his stiff dick, liberally coated it with lube, and added a little more to Grace’s ass.
“Ready for me?” he asked her happily.
Her response was a needy sob.
I watched him grasp his cock and push it downward, away from his belly, lining it up with her rosy, slick asshole. I groaned along with both of them as he entered her there, and damn near came all over myself.
He took his time, and my heart was a jackhammer inside my chest when he was finally buried balls-deep in her ass. Nic bent over her, kissing her back and shoulder, reaching beneath her and playing with her tits. One hand reached for her clit, stroking her there while his hips worked slowly, back and forth, in and out.
“Harder!” she cried. “Oh, God, Nic, fuck me hard!”
He straightened and held onto her hips, watching with love and delight in his eyes as Grace took control, shoving herself backward against his pelvis, slamming into him so hard she nearly made him collapse.
“That’s it, baby, fuck me,” he crooned. “Take me up your ass. You love it, don’t you, baby?”
“Yes!” she cried, her breath fluttering wisps of golden hair away from her sweaty face. Her whole body was straining, muscles standing out, flexing, working harder than I’d ever seen her. She was incoherent, lost to passion and need, and Nic wasn’t far behind her.
“Gonna come soon,” he told her. “You close?”
“No!” she screamed. “Oh, baby, can’t… I can’t get there! Fuck!!!”
She writhed on the end of his dick, growling and frustrated, squirming and smashing against him.
“Wait, baby,” he told her, holding her hips hard. “Wait. We need Zen.”
He glanced over at me, and gave me a nod. “Get under her and get your dick in her pussy,” he ordered.
I didn’t hesitate. My pants went flying and I dove under her, but she had her legs tightly together, with Nic’s on either side of hers.
“Spread your legs, Grace,” I told her breathlessly, looking up into her distraught face. “Let me in, baby.”
Nic pulled out of her and backed off to the sound of a sharp cry from Grace at his abandonment. “I’ll be right back, baby, I promise,” he swore. “Do it, Zen. Fuck our girl.”
I didn’t have to move. Grace straddled my hips and sat down on me, her hot little hand touching me just enough to get me into position, her pussy dripping down on me from the moment of contact, and then I was inside her. She pounded away on my dick for a couple of strokes, and I felt Nic mount the bed again.
He wedged his knees between mine and Grace’s, and she stopped moving the instant he touched her. I felt her hips rotate, lifting up toward him, and then I felt him sliding into her, filling her ass, his cock rubbing against mine, separated only by a thin wedge of flesh that was Grace.
I looked up at her, saw that she recognized the joy in my face and approved of it. She kissed me, hungry and needy, and Nic settled into place, his balls resting against mine. Grace lifted her head and closed her eyes, rocking back and forth on her hands and knees, fucking herself on us, fucking us both at the same time.
She moved her head to the side and I could see Nic over her shoulder, his beautiful face relaxed with passion and fulfillment.
“Yes,” he whispered to us. “Just like this. Fuck. Fuck. Gonna-“
His head tipped back. He fought it, straining, holding on a little longer, grimacing as he struggled for control. His muscles rippled. He held onto her hips and jammed himself tighter, harder, all but lifting her up off me.
“Don’t come, Nic,” I called, needing him to hold on just a little longer.
I glanced at Grace, her face screwing up tightly, veins standing out in her forehead, turning red from the strain. Then I felt it - her body pulsing, squeezing, shuddering as she came in big, wet waves flowing down my cock to my balls. She keened, collapsing slowly on top of me.
My arms went around her ribs, holding her as her orgasm continued, ebbing slowly.
Nic threw his head back and roared, squirted and bent over her, jerking as he continued to pump his seed into her ass.
I felt him coming all along my dick, his balls tightening against mine, pushing me, teasing me, making me ache until my dick exploded into her, throbbing and pulsing with bliss.
We stayed that way until I realized I couldn’t breathe with all that weight on me. Nic pulled out, disposed of his condom and collapsed beside us. Grace fell onto my other side, all of us deliriously happy with our evening’s lesson.
“Well, that does it,” she said with a deliriously happy sigh, pushing strands of sweaty hair away from her face. “I’m a two-man woman. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to go back to one at a time after that.”
She raised up on one elbow and grinned at us. “I guess that kinda makes me a whore, huh?”
I grinned, getting her joke, but Nic came up off the bed, put his hand around her nape and glowered at her. “You will never say shit like that about youself again, Grace. Do you hear me? You’re a lady, one damn sexy lady, and if I ever hear anybody talkin’ bad about you like that, I’ll have to hurt them. That includes you.”
She looked a little startled, and I was a little taken aback, too. “Okay. I was just playin’, Nic.”
“We don’t play about that,” he announced firmly. “You’re an angel. A lady. Before Zen and me, nobody’d ever touched you, and nobody else ever will. Right?”
That was love talking, and both of us got it. Nic respected her as he did no other woman on the planet, aside from his mom. He had Grace on a pedestal, and wasn’t about to let her down from there without a fight.
She smiled at him, understanding, with love in her eyes. “Nobody else ever will,” she promised, and leaned over me to kiss him, slow and sweet. I reached up and touched both of their faces, running my fingers through their hair, loving them with my eyes.
My heart was so full for both of them. We were so crazy about each other. I couldn’t see any of us being with anyone else. But that wasn’t the way it was going to be. It just took us a while to figure out what would work for our menáge a trois.
While he went to shower, I stroked her thigh, delighted to see how glazed her eyes were getting. She was thinking about what Nic was going to do to her, wanting it. She started rocking a little, pushing the ass plug deeper, then releasing her grip on it, back and forth, in and out.
By the time Nic returned to the living room, his dark hair still damp, wearing nothing but a towel, Grace and I were both ready.
Without a word, she got up, took Nic by the hand and led him into the bedroom.
“What, no dinner?” he asked with a happy grin.
“After,” she breathed, and got onto the bed on her hands and knees, waiting for him.
She wasn’t waiting around for kisses and foreplay. She wanted to be fucked, and right now.
“Where do you want me?” I asked, one hand wandering idly over my bulging sweatpants.
Nic’s dark eyes bored into mine. “I want you to watch at first,” he said gently. “You gotta be careful so you don’t hurt her. I’ll show you how, so you can fuck her like this, too, okay? But I get to be first this time.”
“Hell, yeah,” I agreed enthusiastically.
He climbed onto the bed behind her, dropping his towel on the floor. Carefully, he unfastened the straps, bent down to kiss the sweet spot in the small of her back, and she moaned softly. Nic grasped the end of the butt plug and pulled on it, just a little, then pushed it back in deeply. Back and forth he worked the plug with maddening slowness, until Grace was writhing, shoving her butt back against the plug hard, her body shuddering when it moved with her.
“Fuck,” she breathed. “God, Nic, fuck me, please!”
“Not yet,” he told her in a deep, sexy rumble, kissing her buttocks. “Gonna take it out now.”
He withdrew the plug completely, and she whimpered, trembling, on the verge of tears. He got off the bed and fetched condoms and lube from the nightstand, along with an assortment of vibrators and dildos. He started with a vibrator closest in size to the plug, almost twice the size of the one Grace had used on me earlier in the afternoon.
“This’ll be a little cold,” Nic told her, opening up the bottle of Astroglide and tipping it over her crack. He dribbled a little of the liquid on her and on the vibrator, turned it on after handing the bottle to me to close and started smearing the slippery liquid all over the area. “Coming in now, so hold still,” he said gently, and pushed the tip inside about an inch.
Grace groaned, tossing her head upward, hair flying, arms and legs shaking.
“Feel good?” he asked her, his grin spreading wider.
She made unintelligible noises that might have been words, had she not had her mind totally blown by now. It was obvious that she loved what he was doing. Her whole body was straining to obey him and keep still.
“The plug isn’t very long,” he murmured against her ass. “It feels different when you’ve got something really deep. Stay relaxed, honey. I’m gonna push this in all the way, but really slow. Don’t push back on it, okay? Not even if you want to.”
“ ‘Kay,” she panted, shivering.
I watched, fascinated, as he inserted the vibrator with incredible, painful slowness, all the way to the base he held in his fingertips.
Grace was crying out, her voice throaty and deep with need, saying, “Yes, yes, yes, Nic, oh fuck, Nic, yesyesyes, moremorefuckme God!”
He pulled on it and she sobbed, needing it so badly. When he reached the tip, he pushed it back in, a little faster now, back and forth, back and forth. Nic handed the next item to me, a dildo that was about halfway between the size of the vibrator and his dick.
I coated it liberally with lube and handed it back to him.
“Switching out now, Lady,” he told her. “This’ll be a little bigger, a little longer. Almost there, sweetheart. Hold on, baby girl.”
She didn’t move, aside from the shaking of her limbs, but she was crying in earnest now, her need palpable.
“Jesus,” I swore, shaking right along with her. “Just do it, Nic! She’s ready.”
His eyes flashed up at me, slightly angry. “You ever fucked anyone’s ass before, Zen?”
I shook my head, embarrassed at my outburst.
“Then trust me on this. She’s not ready yet.” He patted her bottom, stroked it lovingly, and then pushed the dildo in with an incredibly light touch, stopping as soon as he met resistance. “Relax,” he cooed. “Let go, baby. Give your ass up to me.”
The dildo slid deeper. He worked it carefully, gently, until she’d taken the whole thing.
“How’s that, baby?” he asked her sweetly, kissing her lower back again.
“Good,” she panted. “Feels good, baby. Fuckin’ good!”
“Yeah.” He smiled again, thrusting the tool deep and shallow, very slow and slightly faster, taking his time.
Finally, he put the condom on his stiff dick, liberally coated it with lube, and added a little more to Grace’s ass.
“Ready for me?” he asked her happily.
Her response was a needy sob.
I watched him grasp his cock and push it downward, away from his belly, lining it up with her rosy, slick asshole. I groaned along with both of them as he entered her there, and damn near came all over myself.
He took his time, and my heart was a jackhammer inside my chest when he was finally buried balls-deep in her ass. Nic bent over her, kissing her back and shoulder, reaching beneath her and playing with her tits. One hand reached for her clit, stroking her there while his hips worked slowly, back and forth, in and out.
“Harder!” she cried. “Oh, God, Nic, fuck me hard!”
He straightened and held onto her hips, watching with love and delight in his eyes as Grace took control, shoving herself backward against his pelvis, slamming into him so hard she nearly made him collapse.
“That’s it, baby, fuck me,” he crooned. “Take me up your ass. You love it, don’t you, baby?”
“Yes!” she cried, her breath fluttering wisps of golden hair away from her sweaty face. Her whole body was straining, muscles standing out, flexing, working harder than I’d ever seen her. She was incoherent, lost to passion and need, and Nic wasn’t far behind her.
“Gonna come soon,” he told her. “You close?”
“No!” she screamed. “Oh, baby, can’t… I can’t get there! Fuck!!!”
She writhed on the end of his dick, growling and frustrated, squirming and smashing against him.
“Wait, baby,” he told her, holding her hips hard. “Wait. We need Zen.”
He glanced over at me, and gave me a nod. “Get under her and get your dick in her pussy,” he ordered.
I didn’t hesitate. My pants went flying and I dove under her, but she had her legs tightly together, with Nic’s on either side of hers.
“Spread your legs, Grace,” I told her breathlessly, looking up into her distraught face. “Let me in, baby.”
Nic pulled out of her and backed off to the sound of a sharp cry from Grace at his abandonment. “I’ll be right back, baby, I promise,” he swore. “Do it, Zen. Fuck our girl.”
I didn’t have to move. Grace straddled my hips and sat down on me, her hot little hand touching me just enough to get me into position, her pussy dripping down on me from the moment of contact, and then I was inside her. She pounded away on my dick for a couple of strokes, and I felt Nic mount the bed again.
He wedged his knees between mine and Grace’s, and she stopped moving the instant he touched her. I felt her hips rotate, lifting up toward him, and then I felt him sliding into her, filling her ass, his cock rubbing against mine, separated only by a thin wedge of flesh that was Grace.
I looked up at her, saw that she recognized the joy in my face and approved of it. She kissed me, hungry and needy, and Nic settled into place, his balls resting against mine. Grace lifted her head and closed her eyes, rocking back and forth on her hands and knees, fucking herself on us, fucking us both at the same time.
She moved her head to the side and I could see Nic over her shoulder, his beautiful face relaxed with passion and fulfillment.
“Yes,” he whispered to us. “Just like this. Fuck. Fuck. Gonna-“
His head tipped back. He fought it, straining, holding on a little longer, grimacing as he struggled for control. His muscles rippled. He held onto her hips and jammed himself tighter, harder, all but lifting her up off me.
“Don’t come, Nic,” I called, needing him to hold on just a little longer.
I glanced at Grace, her face screwing up tightly, veins standing out in her forehead, turning red from the strain. Then I felt it - her body pulsing, squeezing, shuddering as she came in big, wet waves flowing down my cock to my balls. She keened, collapsing slowly on top of me.
My arms went around her ribs, holding her as her orgasm continued, ebbing slowly.
Nic threw his head back and roared, squirted and bent over her, jerking as he continued to pump his seed into her ass.
I felt him coming all along my dick, his balls tightening against mine, pushing me, teasing me, making me ache until my dick exploded into her, throbbing and pulsing with bliss.
We stayed that way until I realized I couldn’t breathe with all that weight on me. Nic pulled out, disposed of his condom and collapsed beside us. Grace fell onto my other side, all of us deliriously happy with our evening’s lesson.
“Well, that does it,” she said with a deliriously happy sigh, pushing strands of sweaty hair away from her face. “I’m a two-man woman. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to go back to one at a time after that.”
She raised up on one elbow and grinned at us. “I guess that kinda makes me a whore, huh?”
I grinned, getting her joke, but Nic came up off the bed, put his hand around her nape and glowered at her. “You will never say shit like that about youself again, Grace. Do you hear me? You’re a lady, one damn sexy lady, and if I ever hear anybody talkin’ bad about you like that, I’ll have to hurt them. That includes you.”
She looked a little startled, and I was a little taken aback, too. “Okay. I was just playin’, Nic.”
“We don’t play about that,” he announced firmly. “You’re an angel. A lady. Before Zen and me, nobody’d ever touched you, and nobody else ever will. Right?”
That was love talking, and both of us got it. Nic respected her as he did no other woman on the planet, aside from his mom. He had Grace on a pedestal, and wasn’t about to let her down from there without a fight.
She smiled at him, understanding, with love in her eyes. “Nobody else ever will,” she promised, and leaned over me to kiss him, slow and sweet. I reached up and touched both of their faces, running my fingers through their hair, loving them with my eyes.
My heart was so full for both of them. We were so crazy about each other. I couldn’t see any of us being with anyone else. But that wasn’t the way it was going to be. It just took us a while to figure out what would work for our menáge a trois.