EPILOGUE
“Where are we going again?”Leo padded out of my bathroom with just a towel wrapped around his waist.
It was Leo’s turn to spend the weekend in the city. Over the last six months, the three of us had fallen into a delicious rhythm. Sometimes we’d “take to the country” and spend long, lazy weekends overlooking a preserve at Leo’s gorgeous house.
As pretty as his surroundings were, his house was from the early 1900s. So, it wasn’t the most accommodating of our adventures. Which forced us to be really creative when we were out of his way. Lots of forest sex. Just thinking about the last time we were out his way, had my pussy clenching. I’d watched Fraser make love to Leo. It wasn’t the first time that Leo had allowed Fraser to fuck him. But it had only been one other time. I caught a cold and told them to play without me. And they certainly followed my directive to the letter.
“We’re meeting my friend Margaux and her two new toys—as she calls them.”
“She’s calls her boyfriends toys?” Fraser came into my bedroom from the closet, looking dashing in the subtle metallic pinstripe sport coat that brought out the intensity of his eyes. He’d taken over a quarter of my closet with his clothes. Of the two of us living in the city—I had the bigger condo. Fraser lived in an artsy loft with fantastic views and lots of open space, perfect for all kinds of kinkery—but I had the space that perfectly accommodated the three of us for just living our normal lives.
“Don’t forget—she likes to top.” I stared at both of my men through my mirror, putting the finishing touches on my makeup. Watching the two of them together had yet to get old. Even in the mundane, like Leo straightening Fraser’s tie, as he did at that moment. And the kiss they shared—I’d never get enough.
“I know someone who thinks he can top too.” Fraser teased Leo, his fingers creeping below his towel to fondle him.
“You’re going to make us late, Mr. Fraser.”
“One day, you’ll bend over for me.” Leo held Fraser’s hand in place, and pushed against it, forcing Fraser exactly where he wanted him.
“Maybe. We’ll see.”
Fraser didn’t finish his thought. Leo dropped his towel and walked in and out of the closet with his full erect cock jutting and bouncing. Fraser and I both lost the ability to communicate. The heat of our relationship hadn’t waned in the slightest over the last six months. In fact, it only got hotter. More than likely because of the weeks in between weekends like this, but we could barely keep our clothes on around one another.
“We’re going to be late. And you know Margaux doesn’t like to be kept waiting. It would be very rude.”
Leo leaned against the closet door, his dress shirt and slacks hung on a hanger in one hand, and that giant cock in the other. He stroked it lazily, staring me down, watching me like a hunter trapping his prey.
“I suggest you decide how to be taken, Queenie.” Fraser walked over to Leo, took his clothes and hung them on the hook in the bathroom before returning. “What would be the fastest yet still satisfying way to get fucked? I can undress and redress in minutes. And since Leo here is already way ahead of us—the choice is yours. Should we tag team your pussy and save the real fun for when we get home? Or what if I suck him off while you fuck yourself with your anniversary present?”
The two of them had plastic molds made of their cocks and gave it to me for our six-month anniversary a few weeks back. It was so I could fuck them even when we were apart. Leo joked once that we spent so many weeks apart that my pussy would forget how good he made it feel. So now, I could re-acclimate the old girl any time I felt the urge.
“You have five seconds to decide.” Leo pushed on Fraser’s shoulder, and Fraser gladly went to the floor, swallowing Leo in two noisy gulps.
“Fuuuuck. Queenie, you took too long. Looks like you get the plastic, and Fraser gets the real thing.”
Leo’s fingers gripped Fraser's hair so tight I thought he’d been grunting in pain. He’d yet to say a word, though. Even as Leo roughly directed his cock between Fraser's lips.
“You better get your ass on that bed and that pussy spread.” Leo growled. “Your boyfriend here is too fucking talented and I’m about to blow. You don’t want to miss out on a come completely now, do you? Hands and knees, I wanted to see that pussy and your little starfish.”
I yanked myself out of my sexual haze and scrambled onto the bed. Instead of taking either of their cocks out, I chose instead a rabbit vibrator. It would get me exactly where I needed to be faster than anything else. Especially since it also had a backdoor tickler.
“You’re so beautiful, Queenie. Don’t you think so Fraser?” He asked, turning Fraser’s face toward the bed where I folded myself into a position where I could both fuck my dildo and watch the two of them.
Rather than answer, Fraser doubled down on his cock, sucking. Leo’s groan was a match for my desire. My slicked entrance squelched as I shoved that delicious, shaking toy into my own greedy hole.
“Yes, I love hearing that pussy squelch. Harder. I want to be able to hear every stroke.”
I watched Fraser insert a finger alongside the cock, straining his lips, collecting all the saliva that dripped from his lips. While I couldn’t see where his hand went, I knew. And I saw it on Leo’s slackened face two seconds later.
“Yes,” He groaned, pressing his head against the closet door. “Fuck right there, babe.”
I loved when the two of them got so into fucking each other that the pet names started. I watched Leo roll up to his toes and wiggle his hips, controlling exactly where he wanted Fraser’s fingers.
“You better hurry Queenie. You’ve got about thirty seconds.”
I dialed up the vibrations, moaning out my delight as my whole pussy sparked to life and pulsed with need.
“Mmm, I need your cock in me.” I called to both of them. “I need you both. Always. Every day. Forever.”