Page 8 of Twice the Love
The men exchanged speaking glances. Lee gathered himself and asked, “Are you…unwell, Cherry? Is this a, difficult time for you?” He blushed furiously, obviously embarrassed at even thinking about a woman’s monthly cycle.
“Oh, no. Nothing like that. It’s just—I can’t—” Cherry broke into sobs, ran from the room and flung herself face down on the bed.
Lee and Harry laid their chopsticks down and stared at each other, neither having the slightest idea what was wrong or what they should do.
“Should we go to her, or give her some privacy?” whispered Harry.
“Damned if I know.”
“It makes my heart heavy to see her so unhappy. I want to make her happy again. I love coming home to her bright smiles. She’s usually so interested in everything we share together,” said Harry with an air of sadness.
The men sat silently at the table. Cherry’s sobbing, while not loud, was still clearly audible from the living room.
Finally Harry stood, nodded to Lee and the two men went into the bedroom. Harry sat on the side of the bed and gently patted Cherry’s back.
“Shhh. Everything will work out,” he said, then, still stroking her back, he spoke softly in Chinese in time with his pats. Gradually she stopped crying, her breathing deepened and she fell asleep.
Lee covered her with the quilt and he and Harry left the room, closing the door behind them.
“Just as well she didn’t know you were telling her the story of the Emperor Shih Huang-Ti building the Great Wall with slave labor,” said Lee.
“My grandmother used to tell it to me when I was small. It was the only thing I could think of to soothe her. But yes, it’s probably a good thing she didn’t understand the lines about the workers dying.”
“Well, it worked.”
“Yes, but the problem isn’t solved. She’s asleep now, but when she wakes up, whatever was destroying her peace will arise to do so again.”
“That’s true. Do you think it’s a problem with us? American men are so much more—I don’t know—demonstrative, perhaps? They touch their women all the time in public, and speak much more freely about their thoughts and feelings,” said Lee.
“I don’t know. Perhaps. I’ve wondered if it’s our English. We don’t speak as smoothly and colloquially as she does. Those words don’t flow from my tongue the way Chinese habits do,” replied Harry.
The men talked while finishing their meal and decided the best solution would be to go to bed early, so they would wake early and have time to encourage her to explain why she was upset before they needed to leave for work.
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Cherry woke as the sky was just starting to lighten before dawn. She noticed that at some stage the men had undressed her.
In their desire to comfort her, Lee and Harry had unconsciously cuddled into her body, something they usually didn’t do, and Cherry was very aware of two thick cocks, one pressing into her from each side.
Hmm. I love their cocks. I love the way they aren’t circumcised and that I get to play with their foreskins. I love the fact their cock heads are more sensitive than with the circumcised men I’ve known in the past.
Quietly and smoothly Cherry slid down in the bed until she reached their legs. She sat cross-legged between the two men, and rested a hand on each cock, gripping gently but firmly, running one hand up each shaft, then bending forward to lick across the tip of each cock, sliding her tongue down between the shaft and the foreskin, pressing the skins back from the heads.
Keeping her hands around each shaft, she used the tip of her tongue to run under the ridges of the cocks, seeking that sensitive place that pleased her men.
“Ohh, that feels good,” mumbled Harry, still half asleep.
“Very good,” agreed Lee, thrusting his hips and cock up in Cherry’s hand.
The men rolled flat onto their backs to give Cherry greater access and she continued her task of licking the heads, stroking up and down the shafts, occasionally gently rolling their balls, until both cocks were huge and hot and hard and the men were groaning with pleasure.
“Move closer together,” she ordered, and when they had, she sat across all four legs and grasped both cocks, moving her mouth quickly from one to the other, licking and sucking, rubbing and nibbling.
Both men were now thrusting hard up into her hands, and the feel and scent of her cream dripping from her wet cunt onto their legs raised the tension in all three of them exponentially.
Lee and Harry were braced up on their elbows a little, their four black eyes watching her grip them both, watching her breasts bounce with her efforts and her eyes focus on their cocks, her pink tongue flicking in and out as she licked and sucked.
“So very carnal,” murmured Harry.