Page 10 of Twice the Love
“I want you both, need you both, again now,” she murmured, reaching down, grateful to discover their cocks were both already standing to attention.
Harry rolled over to the nightstand, and grabbed the lube and some condoms as Lee pushed Cherry onto her front and slid a finger into her asshole.
“You’re always so hot, so ready for us,” he said.
“You make me that way. You’re so kind and caring with me.”
Lee squirted lube into her ass and immediately pressed two fingers inside her, scissoring them as she welcomed him into her heat.
Harry slid his hands between her body and the mattress and ran them over her breasts, her nipples already hard little points and her breasts aching for his touch. He rolled a condom down his cock, then pulled her onto his chest, sliding inside her in one quick thrust. “So perfectly hot, and wet, and welcoming,” he whispered.
“Yes,” she whispered, lying flat on his chest so Lee could broach her rear channel.
His cock easily popped past her tight sphincter muscles and he pushed inside, filling her until she thought she would burst from the two men inside her at once.
But once they were fully seated inside her it wasn’t enough.
“More,” she urged, waggling her hips challengingly.
The two men gripped her firmly between them, then simultaneously withdrew until only the heads of their cocks remained in her, then together pushed back in, dragging their cocks along her walls, stretching her as wide as her channels would go.
In. Then out. In. Then out. Winding the tension up tighter and tighter until she was desperate to come. Frantically she tried to roll her hips, but their big, strong hands held her firmly as they dragged their cocks in and out again.
Cherry pressed her aching breasts into Harry’s chest, trying to drive him to move faster, but he only pushed into her harder so she couldn’t get much friction.
“Please, I need more,” she begged.
“The longer you wait, the higher the tension rises, the harder you’ll come,” promised Lee, as he and Harry slowly slid out again, and just as slowly pushed in.
“Sheesh,” she muttered, digging her nails into Harry and hanging on as the men continued their slow pace, driving her higher and higher as Lee had promised.
Finally, when she thought she’d die if she didn’t come soon, they started moving faster. Still together, still pulling almost entirely out of her before sliding back in, but faster and harder.
“Yes, yes,” she said her nerve endings on fire and her whole being burning to come.
Again the men moved faster, harder, thrusting deep inside her with great power. Then suddenly all three exploded into the hardest orgasm they’d ever shared, the men blasting spurt after spurt of hot cum into their condoms, Cherry’s inner muscles clamping hard on their cocks, their bodies straining and shaking as intense emotions accompanied the forceful releases through them all.
Lee rolled the three of them onto their sides and they lay panting and sweating together in a tangle of limbs, as their heart rates returned to normal and their bodies stopped shaking.
“Thank you,” Cherry whispered, resting a hand on each man’s hip as she sank into an exhausted sleep, overwhelmed by the passion and emotion of the last few hours. Just as she fell asleep she thought, “I love them. That’s why I was so upset yesterday. I love them and want them to be happy too.”
Chapter Five
By the time Cherry woke up both men had already left the bed. She listened carefully at the door, and upon hearing no one in the bathroom, hurried in for her shower to get ready for the day.
I love them, I really do. How amazing is that? She shampooed her shoulder-length, dark brown hair. Then she stood quite still under the water, thinking, They love me too. They are endlessly caring and patient and have gone out of their way to make me feel welcome and wanted and cherished. Yes, cherished. Always, always they ensure I come—with their hands, their mouths, and their cocks. Never am I left unfulfilled. And they’ve gone to so much trouble to help me feel at home here. The Chinese may be an undemonstrative people, but Harry and Lee have made it very clear I’m important and special to them. Even the whole language barrier thing was just me being stupid and them being kind. Harry is so gentle, thoughtful and perceptive. Lee is stronger, tougher, but just as caring and with flashes of wicked humor. In fact, I haven’t been very nice to them at all. But I will do better. I’ll start by telling them I love them.
And she did love them. At first she’d treated them almost as a single unit, “HarryandLee”. But the more she’d come to know them, the more she appreciated their different personalities. Harry’s voice was deeper, his skin softer, his hair silkier. And although Lee was more ‘alpha’, he was also the one most likely to offer to cook, an interesting dichotomy.
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When Cherry went out to the living room the table was set up and Lee was putting the teapot and tiny cups on it. A dish of noodles was keeping warm on the cooktop, and chopsticks and bowls were laid out, ready for the three of them.
“Where’s Harry?” asked Cherry, looking around.
“He’s gone to Mr. Han’s shop to buy a children’s Pinyin dictionary.”
“A Pinyin dictionary?”