Brit Party (3 page)

"We need to move to the bed unless you're ready to fuck on the floor."

Patrick nodded and stood but before he could do more than reach for Maggie, Alex had her up in his arms and was already heading to one of the queen size beds in the room. He set her on her feet beside the bed and with quick work removed both her bra and the frayed remains of her panties. When her hands reached for the belt of one of her garters he shooed it away, muttering, “leave them on.” Patrick stood back and started stripping, enjoying watching the byplay between Alex and Maggie.

"Get on the bed and lie back,” Alex ordered her as he picked his duffel up and snatched an unopened box of condoms out of it. “I want your hands up above your head,” he demanded and when she complied he added, “Higher.” He tore the box open scattering condom wrappers everywhere as he haphazardly tossed a few onto the bed before placing one between his lips. He reached down and with one tug popped the buttons on his button fly jeans. His cock bounced out and he caught it in his palm running his hand from balls to tip before shrugging out of his jeans and letting them fall to the floor. He was prepared to take things slow. It would be hard after the long dry spell he'd had, but he could try. That was his intention, but all that went out the window when he heard her moan and looked up in time to see her eyes transfixed on his cock. And when her pink tongue flicked out and wet her lips his cock pulsed and bobbed and the only question left was whether he would get the condom on in time.

Pat moaned and Alex glanced over to see his best friend totally naked, his cock being worked by the slow glide of a hand. He looked like he was ready to combust from the lust rushing through his veins and Alex understood perfectly. He glanced back to where Maggie was writhing with anticipation on the bed.

"Feeling hungry, baby?” he murmured as he continued stroking his rock hard cock.

Maggie's eyes flew between Patrick's thick cock and Alex's longer length. She wanted them and she didn't care where. She was her father's daughter in more ways than one. She had dabbled in all kinds of sexual games and fantasies, some of which she was sure even her father would blanch at. Fact was that Maggie loved sex, loved the rock hard shaft that could deliver pleasure better than any toy on the market. In her pussy, her ass or down the back of her throat. She'd take it all and demand more. Hell yeah she was hungry.

"Yes,” she nodded locking her eyes over on Patrick's cock. Yeah, she wanted that thick width stretching her mouth wide, wanted to feel it all along her tongue, nip it with her teeth. She lifted her eyes to his and asked as seductively as she could, “Want to feed me?"

Patrick groaned and once again it was Alex who gave the orders. “Get up on your hands and knees baby. Face toward the end of the bed. Hips right over here by me.” He watched with hooded eyes as she complied and he couldn't help but think of how perfect she was for him. She was great with obeying his orders and not questioning. She'd let him fulfil his need to dominate and be the perfect foil for his dark side. Fuck! He wanted her so bad that he could spend the entire week locked in this room. Oh yeah, and he would take her every way imaginable and then some. He couldn't wait to bury his dick so deep inside her pussy that she could feel it in her womb. And he wanted that ass as well. Hell the more he looked at the flair of her hips, the perfect curve of her buttocks, the hungrier he got. She was made to be mounted this way, she was perfection on her hands and knees. He didn't even have to tell her to arch her back the way he liked. She was already doing it. He stood there for a moment just admiring the view, letting the anticipation build for both of them.

Patrick had other plans. He immediately headed closer to the bed, closer to the tongue slicked lips of the goddess on the bed. Damn his dick was dancing with the need to feel her tongue and teeth. As he approached she re-wet her lips, the slow glide of her pink tongue a torture all its own. He wanted to fuck her just as badly as Alex, but he wanted to feel that mouth all over his cock right now more than anything else.

He stopped before her and almost lost it when she leaned forward just enough to swipe her tongue over the head taking the drop of pre-cum with her. Her moan of pleasure at his taste was almost as loud as his was. He moved in closer and pressed the full head of his cock against her lips seeking entrance. But she surprised him by moving to the side and nuzzling it along her cheek while her lips spread kisses over his groin. Her tongue flicked out and stroked over his balls until they were so tight with need he wouldn't be surprised if they burst. She moved underneath and sucked one globe gently into her mouth working it with her tongue until he didn't know if he would feel her mouth before he came all over them both. But she seemed to read his body well and every time orgasm approached she backed off and moved to something else. He was ready to die when a sharp slap filled the air and her head jerked with a cry. He was ready to step back and knock Alex out until he focused on Maggie's face and saw the flush of desire high on her cheeks, the way her eyes were so dark a green that they almost glowed. Oh, she liked what Alex was doing. She liked it a lot.

"You want this pussy fucked,” Alex said stroking his fingers along the flushed lips of her sex loving the red print left from the slap he'd given her there. She was dripping she was so excited and that jacked up the desire inside him as well. He dipped a finger inside and then two coating them in her juices before pulling out and slapping her flesh with them, right over the little bud that was blooming so beautifully for him. Yeah, he wanted to suck her clit between his lips ‘till she filled his mouth with a fountain of sweet cream.

"Oh, yeah. You want my cock buried up this tight pussy, don't you baby?” Alex knew the answer even before her cries filled the room.

"Yes! God, yes! Please fuck me. Fuck me so good.” Maggie pushed her hips out more, deepened the arch of her back so her sex was even more exposed to him.

"Want it hard baby?"

"Yes."

"Fast?"

"Yes."

"Deep?"

"Yes!” She screamed it this time looking over her shoulder at him and pinning him with her fiery green orbs. “Hard, fast and so deep that I can feel you everywhere. Just fuck me. Please, fuck me."

Alex brought the condom back up to his teeth and ripped the package open, tossing the wrapper to the floor then easily rolled it over his shaft. “I'm going to fuck you baby. And it will be harder, faster and deeper than you've ever had it before. I promise you that. But first you're going to face him and suck that fat dick of his down into your throat and you're going to keep doing it until he fills your mouth with his satisfaction. That okay with you?” He didn't always remember to ask that but then Patrick would if he forgot. The southern boy wouldn't cum anywhere without a woman's okay. Alex wouldn't either but he couldn't remember ever being this worked up over a woman. Hell, some foreign entity seemed to be inside him and it wanted to lose the condom and ride her skin to skin, something he had never done in his life. He never played without a slicker. Rule number one.

She nodded her head vigorously, undulating on the bed and her sex flushed darker even as he watched. “Yes, I love the taste of your cock,” she told Patrick. She licked her lips and opened and closed them several times. “I want you to fuck my mouth. Give me all of that cock. Right here,” she moaned and licked her lips again. “I want to taste your cum on my tongue."

"Fuck,” Patrick cried and used his hand to guide the head back to her mouth. She opened wide this time and sucked him deep the first time. She was done playing and if he thought that she would kill him before he hadn't known what he was talking about. He was fixated on the way his thick girth stretched her lips wide, the slight scrape of her teeth along his shaft as she sucked him deep before easing off his length. And when only the mushroomed head remained in her mouth she worked her tongue in the groove just underneath and sucked hard on him. He wasn't going to last at all.

His gaze latched on to Alex's and he confessed just that. “I ain't going to last buddy. Fuck!” he cried as she sucked him deep once again. No he wasn't going to last at all.

Alex stepped up to the bed and moved to his knees on the mattress behind her. She was sheer perfection and he had yet to feel her slick walls tightening around him. She was flushed, her lips spread wide, the opening to her pussy wet and ready to be filled by him. He'd never been so happy before that a woman wanted hard and fast. Because that was all he could give her this first time. It might last three minutes depending on just how sweet she was. But somehow he knew it wouldn't last much longer than that.

He lined up and slammed home with one hard thrust of his hips against hers. She cried out around the cock in her mouth but didn't let it go. Alex pulled all the way out loving the feel of her pussy grasping him like it didn't want to lose him. With a harsh groan he plunged deep again and she took him moving back into his thrust with her body. And that one small movement shattered the remains of his control. He grabbed her hips firmly between his hands and rode her like a battering ram. He wanted to slow down, wanted to savour her, wanted to do so many other things both to and with her but now was not the time. Those things would have to wait until the next time. This time he took like an animal and she blew him away with the way she not only took what he gave but used her body to demand more. Her hips slapping against his as she strained closer to him, her back arching so high that her belly almost hit the mattress. And the entire time she never let go of the cock filling her mouth and from the glazed look on Patrick's face she wasn't slacking on the sucking action she was giving him either. Yeah, Alex had found the perfect woman, the one who would be able to satisfy his every desire and whim. Maggie would probably have some demands of her own as well and damned if he didn't relish the thought of being the man to fill them for her.

Patrick's bellow filled the room and his hips locked in a forward position and Alex could tell by the expression on his buddy's face that it was one hell of an orgasm. Alex's face would have a similar expression in just a few minutes. He watched as Patrick finally stepped back from Maggie, his cock releasing with a loud pop as if she was reluctant to let the spent flesh go. And with Patrick no longer in the picture Maggie turned into a wild cat beneath him, bucking and thrusting back at him. He tightened his grip hoping that he wouldn't leave bruises on her white skin but afraid that he would anyway. She dropped her arms down on the bed and buried her head on them and a keening cry filled the air telling him just how close she was to orgasm. She turned her head and looked back at him. Her eyes were glazed and there was a spot of white on her bottom lip that he figured was a remnant of Patrick's cum. “Fuck me,” she demanded in a guttural voice slurred by the intensity of her desire.

Alex held tight and stroked faster between her thighs lifting her hips slightly off the mattress with every thrust. Three strokes, four strokes, and on the fifth she broke. The walls of her pussy closed over him gripping and working his dick, her cries of completion the headiest aphrodisiac he'd ever known. On the eighth stroke he was joining her with an orgasm so intense that he saw black dots that made him fear for his sight. The person who said masturbation could make you go blind had obviously never known a woman like his Maggie. He roared out as the thought filled his head. His Maggie. Fuck, he'd fallen in love with a woman that he didn't know. A woman whose very life he may shatter depending on how well she knew the man he and Patrick were here to investigate, Dom Alexander Houston.

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Maggie didn't think that she could move and prayed that they wouldn't ask her to. Alex was behind her on the bed lying crosswise with his hand firmly planted on her ass. It was as if he was afraid she was going to spring up and leave. Hell, the man had just given her the best sex of her life so he had nothing to worry about. As a matter of fact after this episode she was sad that she couldn't marry him and spend the rest of her life with him. He was everything that she had been searching for sexually in a man. But sex wasn't everything and she would never give her father the satisfaction of getting what he wanted from her. And the old man had been very clear on how he expected her to seduce one of the men into marriage. She had just played with his plan a little bit. She almost laughed out loud but, thankfully, caught herself. Instead of seducing one man, she had engaged in an amazing sex session with both of them. Hell, she could go a few more times if they were up to it. She stretched and groaned and did laugh when she heard Patrick moan from his reclined state beside her.

His feet were on the floor with only his hips and upper body lazing on the bed. He must have had one hell of a glance at her breasts when she arched up. Maggie glanced his way and smiled when she saw his cock full and hard again. His thick staff bobbed up against his stomach and Maggie reached out to cup him in her hand, to caress the soft skin that covered the steel length. Patrick groaned again and she felt more than saw Alex turn his head to see what they were doing. She stroked him from balls to tip spreading some of the pre-cum leaking from the head with her fingers.

The male penis had always fascinated Maggie. They all looked remarkably the same when in the flaccid state but when a man was aroused ... Wow. That was when they became works of art. Each one different and unique. Hell the two men in the room with here were a perfect example of this. Patrick was so thick that her fingers couldn't encompass the width of him. The head was a mushroom shape, blooming over the top of the shaft, and amazingly was about a half an inch thicker than the rest of his cock. It was a true mushroom cock.

Alex on the other hand was long, so damn long but nowhere near the thickness of Patrick. The head of his cock barely tapered making the entire length the same width. Where Patrick only reached midway to his belly button, Alex was all the way up to his. And as she glanced back to see what he was doing at this moment she saw that he was also hard as stone and slowly guiding his hand along the beauty between his thighs. She desperately wanted to do that for him, wanted to taste him in the same way that she had Patrick. Felt a desperate urge to replace Patrick's taste with Alex's. What was it about this man that screamed at her and brought out emotions that she had never engaged in during sex before? It was much more than his pretty looks and that sexy British accent, though those were fantastic. No, it was something about the man himself that called out to the woman inside her, the one she tried to hide from everyone. She went to try and roll over to her hands and knees but both men stopped her.