Shifting Michelle's Boundaries (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) (13 page)

The tightening knot of worry in her stomach evaporated as Craig grinned. Jack smiled back, and she squeezed his leg to reassure him that all was well.

“I’ll bet,” she said. “Me bent over, looking in the fridge…The thoughts that must have run through your head.”

Jack ran his tongue over his bottom lip. “You can’t imagine.”

“How about you describe them, then.”

Craig straightened in the chair slightly, and Michelle glanced back. For a moment she thought she’d taken it too far too soon, but then she realized he’d adjusted his position to ease the sudden tightness in his pants.

“Go on,” Craig said thickly. “Tell her what you’d have done to her.”

Suddenly Jack was shifting, too, and Michelle was getting very warm in between the two men.

“Well,” Jack said as he placed a hand on her thigh. “I would have walked up behind you, real slow, then put my hands on that beautiful ass of yours.”

“Yeah?” Michelle felt her now-stiffening nipples rub against her blouse. “Then what?”

“Then I would have unzipped my fly and teased your pussy with my cock until you were nice and wet, and slipped inside you.”

“I like the sound of that.”

Apparently Craig did, too. His hand slid up her body, resting on her breast. He rolled his thumb around her nipple, making her bite her lip to keep from moaning.

“And of course, I would have heard something by then,” he said, his other hand slipping to his fly. “And I’d have to come and investigate.”

“Of course,” Michelle said. “And what would
you
do?”

“Well, since Jack would be busy around the back, I’d come around the front and slide my cock into your hot little mouth while my hand slid down to your tit, much like it is right now.”

Jack stood first, and Michelle turned to see he had a hand on his crotch, massaging himself through the fabric of his pants. “How about we stage a little demonstration, right here? What do you think, Craig?”

Judging from the bulge, Michelle wouldn’t be surprised if he was similarly sized to Craig. Another thing they had in common. Craig stood, too, and joined Jack. They stood shoulder to shoulder, facing Michelle.

“I’m thinking that would be a lot of fun,” Craig said.

Michelle’s gaze flitted from one to the other. This was actually going to happen. “Don’t I get a say?”

“I’m pretty sure you already made your decision.”

Her heart racing, she nodded once. “I did.”

Jack rolled his shoulders. “Well, then.”

As she watched from the sofa, the two men both unfastened their pants and pulled out their cocks and began to stroke, their gazes fixed on Michelle.
Here we go, then.

“Well, then, indeed,” she said as she slid off the sofa and onto her knees.

She may have been unsure about the positions and such that would follow, but she knew what to do at this point. With her left hand she took Craig’s cock, and with her right she took Jack’s, and began to work their thick shafts.

“You’ve done this before,” Jack said, his eyes on hers.

“Once or twice. Never more than one at once, though.”

As she was speaking, Craig bent and reached into her top, pulling her breast free. She bit her lip as his rough thumb brushed over the nipple. This really
was
happening. She was on her knees in front of
two
guys. Suddenly she was glad of the plush carpet. Kneeling on hardwood would’ve been out of the question.

As she worked both shafts, she leant to the left and kissed the tip of Craig’s cock, then leant right and did the same to Jack. He had his eyes closed now, and the introduction of her lips to his cockhead made him jump slightly.

“I wonder which one of you tastes better,” she said. “Every cock tastes different, after all.”

She ran her tongue over Jack’s again, then lowered her mouth over the tip. A hint of pre-cum danced on her tongue as she flicked it over his slit. Judging by his response it had been a while since he’d last had sex. She’d have to go easy on him, she noted. She bobbed her head lower, taking more of him into her mouth as she sucked, then pulled away and switched.

Craig growled softly as she took his cock between her lips. He did that a lot, she had noticed. It was never in an aggressive way, though. More primal, like he was fighting the urge to throw her down and fuck the life out of her. Her pussy twinged at the thought. Such things weren’t that far off…

She took Craig as deep as she could, letting him hit the back of her throat, then slowly slid back up. As she did, Jack pulled out her other breast. His thumb was softer than Craig’s, but it had the same effect on her.

She caressed Craig’s balls as she sucked and worked his shaft, while still jerking Jack with her other hand. The feeling of power she felt over the two men was intoxicating. At that moment they were hers to do as she pleased with. She could bring either of them to orgasm, or simply tease them for as long as she liked, and once she was done all she had to do was stand and lift up her skirt and it would be her turn.

Thoughts of interesting positions flooded her mind. Of her riding one of them while the other toyed with her ass before popping her anal cherry. She almost suggested it then and there, but decided to save it for another day. Maybe she’d hint at it afterwards, just to see how excited they got.

She felt Craig start to tense, so she swapped back to Jack to give Craig chance to calm again. She didn’t want him to come yet, after all. She hadn’t had her fun. She lowered her head down over Jack’s cock, her nose brushing against his pubic hair as she worked.

She wondered what Alison would say if she saw her now. Her friend was no saint, but this was taking it to another level. Then again, maybe Alison was an old hand. Maybe she’d give tips.

Jack groaned softly, bringing Michelle back to the moment. She pulled off his cock with a pop and smiled at the pair of them as she stood.

“Now then,” she said as she turned around. “Who wants to teach my pussy a lesson?”

She turned away from them and unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the ground and reveal the fact that she had “forgotten” to wear panties that night. She had no idea how the pair decided who was the lucky one, but moments later a pair of soft hands were on her hips. Jack’s hands.

Wordlessly he guided her to the sofa and the position became clear to Michelle. She knelt sideways on the sofa and placed her hands on the chair’s arm so that she was facing off to the side. Jack’s hand disappeared for a moment, and she heard the opening and closing of a drawer, followed by the tearing of a condom wrapper. The sounds had her shivering in anticipation. At the same time Craig walked around to the side of the sofa, his cock inches from her face.

“It’s not quite the fridge scenario,” Jack said as he knelt behind her. “But the end result will be the same.”

“And what result is that?” Michelle asked.

“You, lying on her back with the cum from two different men on your tits,” Craig said.

The matter-of-fact way he said it was almost too much for Michelle to bear.
Yes. God, yes! Fuck me, use me, treat me like a slut!
A flicker of uncertainty marred Craig’s face when she didn’t immediately react. He was testing her boundaries. Not only was this her first time, it was his and Jack’s first time with her.

She licked her lips and smiled. “Well, what are you waiting for?”

Hands gripped her hips just as Craig’s cock touched her lips. She opened her mouth, and both men entered her simultaneously. For a moment she thought she would come right then, but somehow she managed to keep hold of herself. Jack was gentle, which helped, and took his time on the first few strokes while she adjusted. Craig was similarly careful, though she didn’t let that last long. She rocked forward as Jack was pulling back, and took Craig deep into her mouth.

It took them a few moments to adapt to a suitable rhythm, so that everyone was in sync, but when they found it Michelle wished she’d tried it years ago. As one of them slowed or built in speed, the other two matched it.

“You have a hell of a pussy,” Jack said, as he slid almost out to the tip. “Fuck, it feels so tight.”

She backed off from Craig’s cock. “Can you blame it with a cock that thick in there?”

Jack laughed and slapped her on the ass then pushed back inside her. As she took Craig’s cock back into her mouth, Jack’s hand slid around and his fingers brushed over her clit, making her moan. Craig let out a breath, the vibrations no doubt enhancing his own fun.

“Jack, keep doing that,” he said.

“You got it.”

She moaned again as Jack brushed a long finger over her clit, then began to rub it with quick circular motions. Combined with his cock slipping in and out of her, she knew she wouldn’t last much longer. Instead of slowing, though, she sped up, slapping back onto Jack’s thick cock. He gasped in surprise, then adapted to the change of pace.

At the same time, she gripped Craig’s shaft and began to jerk him rapidly as she took the tip in her mouth, her tongue running over the hot flesh.

“Fuck,” he growled, his fingers in her hair.

The three soon built to a frenetic pace, and any remaining pretense of decorum was lost in a hail of moans and cries. Jack was slamming into her so hard that his hips slapped her ass, which in turn knocked her further forward onto Craig’s cock. Michelle doubted he minded. The moment came all of a sudden, and she fought to hold on for longer.

“I’m coming!”

Jack gave a growl of his own and redoubled his efforts until Michelle raised her head and cried out as the orgasm crested, flushing her vision with white light and making her pussy contract around Jack’s cock. He stayed put, riding out her convulsions before pulling out and pushing her into a seated position on the sofa.

Craig joined him in front of her, and as one they jacked their cocks until they both came hard. Hot ropes of cum splattered onto her bare breasts and ran down her chest. With her gaze flitting between them, she slid her finger through the pale fluid and put it in her mouth, savoring the taste.

“It’s official, I guess,” she said with a grin. “We’re a triple.”

Michelle woke to find herself snuggled between two very soundly sleeping men. Jack, to her right, was asleep on his back, the blanket covering him from the waist down. Craig was on her left and lying on his side, facing away from her. With a contented smile, she turned over onto her side facing Craig and spooned him while she dozed.

Last night got a little hazy after the boys’ grand finish. She remembered grabbing a shower that somehow remained a solo event, then coming out to find that the boys had dressed and found more booze, explaining that now that everyone had had their fun, they could all drink without blaming it for their actions the next day. It had made sense at the time. After the first bottle of wine, though, she only remembered snippets of another bad movie followed by prancing about on the carpet to the music TV channel.

Ugh, now they know I can’t dance.

There was movement behind her as Jack stirred in his sleep. He mumbled something incoherent, then rolled onto his side, sandwiching Michelle between the two of them. Not that she minded, of course. In fact, she’d never felt more secure.

Jack’s hand slid up her side, then came around to the front and clasped her breast. She smirked and wiggled her butt back a little until she felt his cock nuzzle against her. It didn’t react to her efforts, so she guessed he’d fallen back to sleep. Sounded like a good idea.

The next time she woke, her brain woke with her, bringing thoughts and questions about last night and what it meant for the relationship.

Was it settled now? All three of them were “together”? How did that work? She assumed that the sex would mostly be involving both of them, now, but didn’t know if it would be every time. Would Jack get jealous if she went off with Craig too much, and vice versa?

While she certainly felt closer to Craig, she didn’t want to offend Jack unknowingly. He seemed to be as great a guy as Craig, and Craig clearly trusted him.

The easy way to get answers is to wake someone up.

“Uh, guys?”

It wasn’t the most confident wake-up call, but it did the trick. Both woke in almost an instant.

“What’s wrong, Michelle?” Craig said, as he turned over to face her.

“Oh, nothing’s wrong. Believe me, I’ve never felt better. I just have questions. About us. Us three, I mean.”

Jack placed a warm hand on her side. “Ahh. Don’t tell me, you want to know how the sex works, and how the relationship works.”

Michelle laughed. “Figures you’d know the conversation.”

Craig brushed a hair from her face. “Relationship-wise, it’s best to look at it like you’ve got two boyfriends. Don’t think you have to spend all your time with both of us. If you want to do something with just Jack, or just me, that’s great. And if you want to spend time with both of us, that’s great, too.”

“We don’t get jealous of each other,” Jack said. “It wouldn’t work if we did.”

“Exactly. For instance, right now Jack no doubt has his cock right up against your ass. It’s a favorite. All I’m thinking is how he’d better not get any stains on my blanket.”