0 comments/ 60934 views/ 7 favorites Fantastic Fulfillment Ch. 01 By: wildest1 I'd been lucky enough to have a great relationship with Reid for nearly four years. He was a few years older than me, and about as fine as any ten men had a right to be. His short hair was a dark, sable brown, his eyes were blue, the color of the sky at twilight, and fringed with dark lashes. He was well-muscled but with a good layer of flesh overall. He worked hard for a living, using those muscles and it showed. Tall, nearly six feet four inches and with a strong frame, he had a gorgeous, silvery-dark beard and mustache which he kept trimmed neatly around his mouth. It had rubbed me the right way on numerous occasions. The first time he'd kissed me, I'd been left with more than a little chapping as a result. I liked to think of it as an afterglow. It definitely added to other forms of foreplay and when he went down on me, I also enjoyed the added stimulation. To go with his strong, handsome good looks, he was considerably well-hung, in the neighborhood of eight inches, and thick. At times it was a little daunting, but his skills in foreplay brought me to a new appreciation, as well as how he used it. I loved taking it up my ass, and he loved giving it to me that way. Ken was tall, as well, over six feet, and broad-shouldered. He keeps his head shaven, but wears a longish mustache and a cute little patch of hair below his bottom lip. His eyes, as well, were blue, but stood out electrically against his darker skin, no doubt from his native ancestry. He was good with those hands, and even better with his cock, which thickened at the base, stretching me open and sending me on many an orgasm with his abilities as well as his physical attributes. Each man was very much that: A man, and the part of me that yielded to that was doubly inflamed, now. I had made love to each of them singly, taken pleasure from them and given them my share. Each one knew about the other, and yet we'd never spent time all of us in the same room. I loved them both, and figured we could have dinner together, and even though I had my ideas about what I would like, it seemed like more of a fantasy than a possibility, especially considering that Reid was a very traditional male in the sense that he was a devout heterosexual. So I invited them both, with the premise of a good,. home-made meal and perhaps a movie afterward, a few drinks to ease the awkwardness. It was after dinner, and I had enjoyed so greatly watching them both enjoy the food I'd made for them. We were all three sitting around and talking, having a drink. I was sitting between both guys, and we were all having a good time telling stories though there was a good deal of sexual tension in the air. Personally, I knew I was hotter than hell. I was in the proximity of the two hottest men I could think of. Sandwiched between them. A little testosterone-induced friction crackling in the air. A hand on each knee, different in warmth and size, but sending little shockwaves through me and reverberating. I could barely concentrate on the conversation. I think I laughed a few times during the wrong part of jokes. All I knew is that I was horny as hell, and had to think of a way to "get some" before too long. Reid got up and went to the bathroom. When he came back, he had brought the bottle of tequila with him, a shot glass, salt and limes. His expression was intense. I could tell he was horny, too. I had a great idea: I placed a slice of lime in my mouth, and looked over at Ken, wiggling my eyebrows a little. "You ready for a body shot, Ken?" He nodded, grinned, "Am I!" "Hhhmmm....you have to pick a place to lick for the salt, though." I grinned back at Ken, feeling very giddy with the drink I'd already consumed. I didn't dare think too long on what I hoped, and for sure didn't give any airtime to what I feared. "Hmmmmm. I know what I want to lick." Looking suggestively in my eyes, I felt a flush of embarassment as much as arousal. His voice was rife with a lewd suggestiveness. "Then I get to pick where." Reid interjected, grinning. I looked up at him, noting the sense of rivalry as well as the undercurrent of need. He took my right wrist and offered it up. Ken nodded with an easygoing grin, if a bit devilish as well. Completely in character. I watched Ken closely, wondering just what he was up to. Reid lifted my wrist to my mouth, saying slightly tersely, "Lick..." Which I did. He shook salt over it, which felt oddly cool over the warm wetness. He also poured a generous shot for Ken, and slipped the lime into my mouth. His actions seemed clipped. I looked into his eyes for some sort of sign. There was a hard intensity there. I felt his heat radiating around him, and Ken's, too. Different but also intoxicating, each. I felt quite conflicted. Ken's hand took my wrist and raised it slowly to his mouth, looking in my eyes. Reid stood behind me. He seemed reluctant to step outside my space, as if it were some sort of hedge against giving ground. I leaned back against him as Ken opened his mouth and sucked at the salt, licking my wrist, eyes locked on mine. He more than licked, he sucked, raking his teeth over my skin. My nipples puckered, hardening, tingling and the thrill of sensation raced down to between my legs. I suddenly felt quite weak in the knees. Reid held me up, his arms slipping around under my breasts, hugging me back against him. Ken then tossed back the shot and leaned in quickly for his bite into the piquant fruit held in my teeth. Pulling it out, he spit it aside, smiling and went in for a kiss. I muffled a soft groan. I felt Reid's hands slip up over my breasts, squeezing. He couldn't help himself and I gasped where Ken was kissing me, fervently, now pressing against me. Hardness where our hips met, and an unyielding hard heat behind me. His fingertips pinched, rolled my nipples through the fabric. Involuntarily, my hips ground against Ken's, shuddering as I started to cum, and whimpering into his mouth. A sweet, helpless fire was burning its way through me. I felt beyond any control, and yet secure in that. Neither one of them would ever hurt me. Rather the opposite. An inferno of possibility at my center. Newness. Thrilling. His hands slid down my sides and up under my shirt as he started to kiss the back and side of my neck and I could feel his cock straining in his pants, digging into the small of my back. Overwhelmed with the distraction, my mind racing a million directions. He pushed, and I subsequently collided with Ken. Ken pulled back from the kiss to kiss the other side of my neck, his teeth raking over my throat. I felt him behind me, his hands down at the side of my pants and slipping in front between Ken and I. I opened my mouth to protest. Making out was one thing, but this could quickly get out of control. At the same time, that very thought also took hold as an impossibly wonderful fulfillment of a fantasy. Still, there was this undercurrent of competition, the testosterone was so thick you could cut it with a knife, and quite possibly this is why I was out of my mind with lust. If I wasn't careful, it felt as though I would let my hungry little kitty-cat get us all into trouble. Ken was peaceful enough, but Reid was prone to fisticuffs from time to time, though also reasonable. The tension was fueling other tension, feeding on itself. I felt amazing, being the object of two sexy, strong men well-armed with hard cocks. The possibilities felt endless. Ken's hands slid up the front of my shirt, now squeezing my breasts and teasing my nipples which were already achingly hard. I leaned my head back on Reid's shoulder, turning to kiss his neck. One of my hands reached up to frame his face, to turn him to me so that I could kiss him, wanting one of those rip-tide kisses that would pull the rug from under my feet. We were both panting hard and I could feel the heated blasts of air through his nostrils, hear it. His right hand slid down the front of my pants, further shielding me from Ken's advances. Intentional? I wondered... Meanwhile, ken busied himself removing my bra and slid my shirt up over my breasts, bending to suckle first one, then the other. Reid's left hand was cupping my left breast, his fingers sliding out to the nipple. I felt the tug and warm liquid gathering as milk leaked out. I moaned. Ken looked, and just as quickly made his decision to suckle it. His hand slid under, thumb and forefinger making a "C", milking towards Ken's mouth, his hips grinding behind me, bumping against me rhythmically. My hips writhed against his hand still manipulating my need-swollen, bare-shaven pussy lips. His middle finger tip pressed against my clit. Whimpering softly, I whispered, "Ohhhgodddd...Reidddd...fuckkk meeeeeee...." "Oh, I will, sweetheat, I will fuck this little cunny." He growled low in my ear, knowing what it did to me. I bucked against his hand in response. My left hand reached for Ken, pulling him closer and sliding down over his bulging cock through his pants. "Ahhhh....Ken....Ken...." He nuzzled my other ear, and whispered raspily, "Baby....cum for me..." I felt swept away, inebriated with lust, and inspired to new uninhibited fantasies for the bit of alcohol I'd consumed, earlier. I'd never thought to imagine this was possible, yet I wanted it so badly right now that i was willing to try anything. "Please...I need....fucking....now." I begged. Ken opened and slipped my jeans down and I stepped out of them. There was a tense silence. I had many ideas of what I wanted, but Reid took the initiative and bent me forward. I reached to open Ken's pants, too, and free his straining cock. I pulled him close enough so that I could suck on him. Reid positioned his thick, hard cock at my wet pussy and slid in even as I backed against him, wanting him in me, and whimpering, groaning as his fiery thickness spread me open, stretching, filling me. I moaned around Ken's shaft, taking it deep in my throat as he pushed in, slowly then picking up speed, his hands steadying, pulling me onto him again and again. His arms, his entire body were thrumming, quivering with the intensity. Each thrust drove me forward on Ken's cock and he fucked back, grunting. I had to release as I climaxed the first time, wrapping my arms around Ken's waist and muffling a scream against his groin. I felt him tense and I hurried to catch the heated explosion in my mouth, opening wide. Spurt after spurt of cum hit the back of my throat, and I swallowed hurriedly, sucking greedily even as I continued cumming, still taking Reid's cock in my quivering pussy. Reid's cock was expanding, hips thrusting, jerking with an upward arc. He slipped his index finger inside my ass just as he spurted the first load of cum. He knew this would send me reeling after him. My fingernails were digging into Ken's ass and I muffled my cries against his hip. Reid's free hand steadied and held my hips, then slid his forearm under me for I was starting to slip down, a victim of the intensity of sensations rippling through my belly. His finger thrust up and in as he stabbed his cock in me again, lifting me from my feet, using his forearm to pull me upright against him. He pulled his finger from me then also used that arm to also brace me upright, hugging me with a possessive edge, a protective, caring warmth. My head lolled back on his shoulder even as his cum seeped down my thighs. I heard his out of breath, ragged whispers, felt his bristly kisses. Ken pressed close, his cock against my belly and his lips again kissing over my breasts, sucking, nipping softly, letting me drift blissfully yet maintaining a certain throbbing desire. I was sandwiched delightfully between them both, feeling aftershocks of glorious orgasm, and full of cum, but wanting more, even so. "Ohh, god....baby.....baby....you guys are gonna do me in." I said, low and huskily. They both chuckled, and I shook my head. "I mean it...that was...so...." I kissed both, and Reid stepped back a little, his cock slipping free of my cum-filled pussy. I gave a little whimper. "You're not done, yet, babygirl. I know you better than that..." Reid's lop-sided smile and mischievous glint in his eyes set me at ease. He was doing ok with this. More so, enjoying it. There was a new edge in his expression that I recognized. I saw a similar spark in Ken's eyes. I had a feeling I was going to be teased to distraction, spurred to action, and quite possibly pushed past my limits. I swallowed, overcome with the thoughts of what could be. Friendly competition? I should be so lucky! "Be nice, you guys....heyyyy...." I felt a little outnumbered, but what an intoxicating thought. Fantastic Fulfillment Ch. 02 Reid's hand reached forward, palm up and he cupped my pussy which was now swollen and sopping-wet slick with my own juices as well as his. The way he looked at me as he slipped his fingers inside, the heel of his hand pressing against my pussy and spreading open the outer labia made me blush even deeper than the already-red cheeks I no doubt wore. "Sweet pussy... it needs more cock." He said, staring me down. I could read exactly what he meant. I was taken aback that he would suggest it, but even more surprised that his eyes were ablaze as he did. I could feel, even hear the rush of lust that simmered, boiling over. A hissing steam seemed to envelop me. I could not think straight. He stood over me and bent to kiss me even as Ken stepped up behind me to caress me. I could feel Ken's heat increasing, a magnetic force as well. Undeniable. Four hands roaming my body, and two mouths... two cocks... Reid whispered in my ear, "You could wear out a dozen cocks, yes, you could, babygirl. Can't keep up with you... you want this?" I nodded. He then picked me up and carried me to the bed. He sat down behind me, pulling me back against him, my back against his front. It seemed to me as if he was almost ready again, himself. His cock was a hot bar, throbbing between us, against my back. He whispered, "Going to get you fucked again." He reached his arms under each knee, behind my thighs and pulled them up, spreading me open. I looked at Ken, and watched, even felt your eyes looking at my pussy. I leaned back against Reid. He was whispering in my ear, telling me how I was going to get fucked again, "Lift these legs a little higher... open your legs for that cock, take it deep." I knew that he was looking at him, watching as Ken stepped up, and looking down over my shoulder at my pussy displayed so wantonly. Ken stepped up, his hand slowly stroking his cock. I watched, turned on by the sight of his hand gripping his cock, the feel of Reid's hands and arms holding me open for him, and his heat at my back, his dirty whispers in my ear. "Look, girl, look what you're going to get now. You need more fucking, lots of fucking... such a hot little pussy you have there." My hand tugged and squeezed my breast, and the other caressed and spread my pussy in anticipation of the heat of Ken's cock. I whispered, "Ohhh... Ken... please... give it to me... I need it." "You're going to get it, baby... look what I have here for you." He brought his hips in close, cock still in hand and slid it through the need-swollen labia, slipping the glowing-hot head just inside the opening. I groaned, whimpering, wanting more already. "You want that cock don't you, little girl? Want it deep, want it hard and fast... " Reid coached. "Yes, I want it, need it... need it." I answered, breathlessly. Ken gave a little thrust, the heat and hardness of hium spreading me open. "That's it... take that cock, honey... " Reid said into my ear, his voice like velcro catching my imagination, trapping my arousal. I focused on it and was driven over the edge as Ken slid into me fully, angling upward and giving a little half-thrust in, hard, just when he got all the way in. I grunted softly, hearing myself moan, whimper and mewl as I came. Reid boosted from behind, providing his strength to force us together. "Ohhh girl... baby... girl... angel, that's it... you're so beautiful... cum... " Ken was saying, his voice tense with lust. I could hear and feel the sounds as he thrust into me, shuddering as Ken soon neared orgasm, as well, pumping, driving into me. I could feel Reid behind me meeting thrusts, his firm pressure forcing me harder onto Ken's cock, and keeping my legs splayed widely. I gasped at the sharp sensation of fullness as Ken's cock collided with my cervix, spurting superheated seed, and the resulting fullness in my belly turned into another strong, breath-stealing orgasm. Reid sucked at my neck, his own breathing coming hard and shallow. My body locked in a hard convulsion of release, and my other senses intensified, then faded in favor of the sensations overloading me from where Ken's thick cock was buried in me and the heated suggestions pouring into my ear. I laid there not wanting to move, my arms around you, stroking Ken's back, his shoulders, squeezing his ass in appreciation. "Ken, that was... ohhh... thank you... " I whispered to him. Reid slipped out from under me. I watched him cross the room and grab a towel. He flashed a grin as he walked back, "Going to need a few of these, it looks like." I tingled, knowing why he said that and looking at his beautiful body; mature, strong, a good layer of flesh covering a thick frame, muscles that work for a living. The dark hair at his groin formed a delightful triangle which was mirrored above, less thick, larger, over his chest and trailing down in a line over his abdomen to that fine cock. It was half-hard again, and impressive even at that. I laid back, holding Ken on top of me, sighing happily as I felt him pulsing, still seeping more cum into me. I could hear the happy, blissful sighs he was giving as his breathing, heartrate returned to normal. Our skin slid over each other, damp with sweat. I glanced back at Reid, who was lazily stroking his cock. His arm was pumped from the exertion of lust, arousal, and the veins stood in relief, his strong, large hand curling around it and stroking upward, then tugging down. I was mesmerized, wanting. My hands slid down Ken's back, driven by what I was seeing. They stroked downward over his ass, squeezing... moaning softly at what I felt, saw, thought. I looked Reid in the eyes, begged him to come closer where I could reach him. He knew, and gesturing, looking down at his cock, his hand, he gave me that suggestive look I knew so well. An invitation. I nodded, flicking my tongue over my lips, and beckoning, curling the tonguetip to urge him closer. He came to the bedside, getting onto his knees beside me. "Get this ready... get it good and hard, babygirl... suck me... sweet head... " His hand reached to stroke the back of my head, knotting in my hair. I opened my lips, creating a tight opening for his cockhead to penetrate. Ken was kissing, nibbling, licking at my neck, down my chest and taking turns suckling each of my nipples. I could feel the streams of milk squirting into his mouth. I sucked his cock into my mouth, the thick, hard shaft throbbing-hard already. One hand stroked and lifted his balls. I took him as far in as I could, tasting the pre-cum already leaking from the blunt, hot tip. My left hand stroked the back of your neck, your head, urging you to suck harder. There was a tingle-fire electricity running through me as your mouth tugged at my nipple. I could feel his cock surging, filling again within me. I leaned my head back, hand replacing my mouth on Reid's cock, and let out a long, low moan to express the slow, harsh rise of need again. My breath caught in my chest, my heart seemed to hesitate as my hand gauged the cock grasped there. At its base, it was so thick I could barely wrap my fingers around it, and if it was eight and a half inches at its longest, it must have been nine just now. Looking at it, stroking it, sucking it was one thing. Taking that big tool in my pussy, my ass, was quite another. I knew how good it could feel, and the part of me that wanted more than I could handle was afire, my imagination putting it to good use, though it did take some getting used to. Well worth the effort. Ken was moving his hips slowly, his cock having reached erectness again. My hips moved with him, undulating sweetly, slowly and enjoying the languid increase of sensation which would culminate, I knew, in the best kind of orgasm; it would increase beyond what might normally push me over the edge, and when it broke, it would be a slow, thick band of pleasure rippling through me, and would seem to last longer even if it wasn't as deep in intensity. These kind, though, often took my senses with them, and so I tried to distract myself. I was not ready for this to end. Not yet. I let my fingers tease Ken's ass crack, and feeling his cock react, I whispered naughty things to Ken, "Ken... let me fuck that ass... fingers in you... in your tight hole. I want to feel you cum in me with my fingers in there... " "Yes... fuck my ass." He whispered back, shuddering in a burst of energy, thrusting upward quiveringly, holding the full penetration. This was what I wanted. I looked up at Reid, and he looked down at me, knowing. I felt caught, and blushed deeply. Too often, he sees inside me, knows me before I even know myself. He grinned in that wicked way only he can. "Well, well... look what I have here... " He displayed his cock, hard and straining, his hand slid down to the base, making it look even longer, the skin over its surface shiny with the sheer hardness. "What do you want to do with your cock, Mine?" He smiled again at me, the fiery sparks in his expression were killing me. He often said this to me when he wanted me to have what I wanted most. My cock, to do with what I wanted. "I... " I swallowed, a gasp catching in my throat as I felt Ken convulse in me, no doubt having an inkling of what was on my mind. I just knew that he knew. I felt Ken looking at Reid, at his cock and suspecting. I wondered if Ken felt the same excited trepidation, thinking of it buried to the hilt in his ass as I do, as I did. It would take some time to get accustomed to, to prepare his tightly puckered hole for that impressive cock. I wanted to feel what it would feel like to have Ken fucking me when he was being fucked. In me. As one, we would take it, Ken would take it and I would hear, I would absorb his fierce erection, the joyous release as he was fucked. I would feel each stroke, his cock straining upward within me, pulsing, throbbing, quivering and forcing me to unimaginable heights as well. Slow and deep, hard and shallow thrusts and feel him cum in Ken's ass, hot spurts filling his bowels. I started to cum just thinking of it, my head falling back, writhing, moaning beneath Ken. He was grinding into me, pulsing, growing thicker, harder, himself. "Fuck... his... ass... " I said it, in halting whispers, distracted by the thrusts of his cock into me, the thought of them driven by Reid's thrusting into him, curious about the way it would make his cock convulse, knowing how it is when I slide my fingers in there, or a toy, but this would be... different, I knew from my own experience, and I knew what Ken was in for: Reid's expression was one of sweet devotion. He knew how badly I wanted this, and while it was never anything he would think about for himself, he was totally into it right now. He got the bottle of lube and handed it to me. "Get it ready. Lube it up. I'm going to fuck his ass." He squeezed some into his hand, first, and stroked his shaft, lubed the tip. I was mesmerized, watching, knowing what was about to happen. Still watching him, I spread open Ken's ass cheeks and poured it into his crack, using my fingers to massage it around his tight opening, "Have to get you ready for this... that's a thick, long cock... can you take all of it?" I felt his reaction at the suggestion I was whispering to him. Ken exhaled tensely, apprehensively whispering, "Help me get ready. It's a bit ummm... " "Thick?" I teasingly suggested... "Long?" I chuckled. "Don't worry, she's good with her fingers, with her mouth. She'll have you ready. Baby gets what baby wants." Reid spoke, his jovial tone not necessarily as reassuring as it might seem he meant it. I looked at his cock and agreed it looked like a lot of meat to take, but also knew from experience how fucking good it would feel in there, and how my mind was spinning with that thought. I disengaged from Ken, feeling the gush of our mingled juices leak out of me. I needed one of those towels about now. Kneeling, I licked, sucked and kissed his cock, tasting his cum, my cum. At the same time I reached around again to tease his ass some more. He was quivering, and, I knew from my own experience, tingling in anticipation of this. My fingertip circled, then pressed in, over his tight hole, and god it was tight. It reacted by tightening more. I chuckled quietly, "I'm not so sure... c'mon, babe... let me in... " my finger pressed insistently and very slowly slid in. "Ohhh so fucking tight, Ken. Reid's going to have a good fuck in this ass." I next positioned the bottle of lube at his pucker and put the tip just inside and squeezed, pushing a blob of cool lube inside, knowing it would soon be forced even further in as Reid's cock made its way inside, the thick head forcing the slick liquid ahead of it, lubricating the walls as it went. Ken's cock seemed to quiver, pulsing intensely and causing reactions within me as well. I placed my hand between my legs so I could feel our gooey combination, quell the throbbing need there. Sucking Ken, fucking him gently with my mouth, blowing his cock out and then sucking it back in, kissing, nuzzling his balls was arousing by itself. I watched as Reid stepped in behind him, his cock still in hand. Just seeing him there so close to Ken, standing between his legs filled me with the need to cum. He watched as my finger again probed Ken's opening, and urged me to add another. He coached me, and I knew again from experience, that he was good at insinuating himself into tight places just like this. He pressed in close so that Ken could feel his heat right next to my fingers. "You've got a long ways to go, but it's a start. Open up, let her in... deeper, wider." I know he heard this, felt what he was saying as I felt the reaction in Ken. I had three fingers inside him, and rotated, twisting them, fucking slowly, feeling him ease open, hearing his ragged breathing, ecstatic panting and receiving his thrusts resulting from the extra stimulation. I took his cock as deeply into my mouth as I could. I could barely contain my own need. It rose inside me until I felt I couldn't breathe as I thought about what was soon to happen. I was envious of the way it would feel when he first made entry, and for every delicious inch of cock he was going to take, but this was something I had dreamt of, something I had fantasized about for a while, and to have it happen with these men was beyond imagining. I sucked on Ken, working his cock slowly, gently, knowing it would not take much to ready it again so that I could have it in me once more. I gauged his ass, knowing it was still not open enough for what he was about to get. I asked Reid to get the dildo from the bedside drawer. He leaned over, all the while I was watching his arms, his shoulders and the muscles play beneath the skin. He was especially fine right now for his intensity, his arousal, the bloodflow heightened. Just maybe if there was any left over when he was done with Ken, I'd have some more of that. And this. Reid scooped out a generous dollop of vaseline, the thickness would be better for the friction which was about to take place. He laid it right over Ken's slightly gaping sphincter, pushing it in with flattened fingers. I heard his groans, fed on the sensations that caused them. I took the dildo and slid the tip inside Ken's ass, letting it adjust slowly again, and hesitating as I felt the sphincter muscles clamp down around it. "Ohhh... Ken... Ken... just think... this is going to open the way for that long, hard cock you're going to take. I want all of it in you... when all of you is in me... I want to feel you cum from that... blow me across the room when you do... it feels so good... going to cum hard in you, fill you with hot cum... take it, baby... let it in... doesn't it feel good?" Speaking low, I kissed and sucked his balls. His cock was good and hard by now, again. I pushed the dildo inside him, feeling how tight it was even with the lube and the slick surface, and feeling the restriction. I heard him grunt, felt his cock stiffen and pulse. After several thrusts, I felt the restriction easing, felt him ready, knew that it would still be tight, would still require patience on Reid's part, but he was good with his cock, and again I was jealous, knowing how every millimeter of cock that was delivered in his backdoor would fill you with sensations of pleasure, but then I remembered that I would feel them, I would know them for my proximity to them, as well. He was able to take the toy easily, all 6" of it. I twisted it in him when it was fully inside, and pulled it out, slowly, and noting with my finger that his ass still gaped open a little. Ready. Quivering. I reached for Reid, urging him closer. He was stroking his cock, waiting. He leaned in to whisper in Ken's ear, "Are you ready for this?" He positioned his cockhead right over Ken's loosened opening. I used my fingers to help guide him, holding him in place for, feeling Ken's pucker tighten in response. I knew the broadness of the hot tip was a little surprising at first, seeming so much bigger than the target it was intending. It would stretch. Slowly, inevitably. "My cock's so fucking hard... take it slow, now." Reid was speaking low, a breathiness to his voice that made it more like a growl. I felt his muscles tense as he applied pressure, and my fingers teased, hoping to get his ass ring to open, to allow Reid in gently, slowly, so as to avoid that bruising, burning tingle that would happen if it was fast, too sudden. I slipped my finger in again and tugged upward, using my other fingers to stroke his cock behind the flared crown of its head. It seemed to lengthen right there and into Ken's ass it pushed. I came again as I felt it slide in, the thick, tight friction of it and the slightly wet sound of the lube sent me past the limit of my control. I left off helping get Ken fucked to trying to get close enough to look, to see his cock penetrating Ken's ass. My fingers slid along Ken's shaft as I watched, my other hand holding Ken's ass cheek aside so that I could see Reid's cock slipping inside. I could feel Ken's cock changing angle as he penetrated it. It seemed to be driven by his cock, throbbing harder, twitching and jerking and leaking cum. I heard Reid's ragged breathing, his harsh gasps and groans as he met with resistance. "Fuck this is tight. Fuck! Fuck!" He hissed as he gave little mini-thrusts which didn't gain him any depth, but merely sent shockwaves through Ken's ass. He was holding his position, quelling the uprising of sensation. I could tell he was having a hard time maintaining. I stood for a kiss, ravenously sucking at his mouth, knowing it wouldn't help, but so grateful that he was indulging this. I was out of my mind with the experience, and wanted it to last indefinitely. I knew if he did lose control and cum, I could get him ready again in a short time, but I also knew the longer he put it off, the harder he'd cum, and he would enjoy it that much more. As would Ken. As would I. I wanted to remember this, and I watched with rabid desire as Ken took Reid's cock in his ass. My hand was busy between my legs, and I could feel both watching. Reid spoke up, reaching around Ken to stroke his cock, and that was an intriguing sight: his hand sliding along your length, his eyes also on me, "Look what I have here for you." I looked between them, stood, turned and bent over the bed, reaching through my legs to play with my pussy. Mh ass in the air, an invitation. I looked back, and both stepped up, Reid's cockhead never leaving Ken's ass. "I want that cock, Ken... fuck me while you take it up the ass for me." I moaned, already feeling very near release. I spread my legs, reclining on the edge of the bed, letting out a moan of arousal watching them advance until the heat, the throbbing hardness of Ken's cock was there between my legs, still gripped in Reid's hand. Ken's hands reached forward to brace himself over me. Fantastic Fulfillment Ch. 02 I arched my back, raising my ass and pussy to receive your cock, which was rock-hard and purple. Reid took aim with Ken's weapon, and gave a small thrust behind him, driving his cock into my wet, spasming pussy. Ken groaned, and sunk into me as Reid released his cock, his fingers now toying with my clit. I bucked wildly, overwrought and out of control at all the stimulation. Ken's cock spread inside me, swelling with desire. Every ripple of mini-orgasm and my pussy seemed to cling more tightly to him; it seemed locked, clenched around his shaft, perpetually orgasming. Juices seeped and leaked around his cock. They ran down the insides of my thighs. It was as if Ken were cumming constantly; a stream of his semen filling me to capacity and flowing from me for he was consuming my every space, tightly. I rolled and raised my ass, and felt Reid give a little pressure, his hands steadying Ken's hips, gripping tightly, knowing that this was an intense feeling for him, as well; the tight restriction of your ass hole would squeeze the blood from his cock from tip to base, restricting it, gripping, the ring impossibly tight and spasming in reaction to the invasion. The lube and his insistence finally paid off: He pushed harder, never giving ground with the rippling of Ken's bowels trying to force him out, and began to advance, slowly, the ring dilating, no doubt tingling, burning as it stretched and sending ripples of pleasure through Ken which I could feel exploding from the tip of his cock. I reached back again to feel the way Ken's ass was stretching around the head of his cock, loving the hardness there, the gripping tightness around his shaft. He grunted as he leaned forward so we could both hear him exclaim. I love hearing him as he forces his way in, the tightness almost painful for him, and the going slow for the restriction. I knew what Ken was feeling, the tingling nerves would be afire, throbbing, and sending orgasmic electrical impulses through his body. His ass would feel impossibly full, yet wanting even more. His cock seemed to lengthen, seemed to expand inside me, harder and harder. It raised upward, filling me with what felt like both their heats. I reached back to clutch at Reid's hip, and spread the fingers of my other hand on either side of his cock, noting that the head was now fully inside Ken's ass, both rings of his sphincter had closed tightly behind it. He tugged out a little, testing the seal, then sunk it in, deeper inside Ken, rolling his hips. "Fuck him, Reid... force it in, deeper... nail him to me with your huge cock, baby." I was barely able to catch my breath between orgasms, and when I wasn't actively cumming, I was even so not anything other than totally aroused and on the edge of cumming. A harsh groan, a fluttering pulse, a hand-grasp on my breast, pinching a nipple, or a mouth finding mine, would send me there, though I was always trying to stave it off, I could not. Ken was panting; deep, ragged breaths as he took Reid's cock an inch at a time. Ken's cock spurted almost constantly, or so it felt. I bucked my hips, grinding back, Ken between us, forcing him back onto his thick fucktool, knowing it was sliding deeper inside him, and I could feel its throbbing in Ken's cock. Ken felt so full, spreading widely as he invaded, trembling with the effort of forcing his lust-swollen cock through Ken's gripping ass tunnel. I looked back up at him. Reid's handsome face was a mask of intense concentration; he shuddered as he gave a little half-thrust and gained another inch. "Fuck!" He hissed and rolled his hips. He reached past Ken and grabbed mine, pulling me up, and Ken onto him in the process, whispering in Ken's ear, "Fuck... that ass is so tight and hot... that sweet, wet pussy must feel so good... fuck it... while I fuck you... Fuck... drive that cock home, make her cum again." His words were slightly strangled for his arousal, his nearness, the tightness of Ken's ass around his cock, squeezing the blood from it as he forced his way in. I let out a hot breath, gasping then as I came, listening, feeling, knowing... the muscular contractions were strong, and distinct. Ken was nearly helpless to do anything except take the fucking he was getting, his thrusts were lessened by his trapped position, yet even those little attempts were felt by all three of us. There was a mirror on the wall and if I scooted sideways a little, I could see: Reid's strong back leaning forward, the definition more obvious for the efforts, his arms bulging and extending, veins widely dilated. He tucked his hips, his ass muscles clenching as he gave Ken the last three inches or so all at once, driving upward and then angling down for a hard push, pinning him hard into me, Ken's cock driven hard and deep inside me and cumming, blasting over and into my cervix, I could feel the heat radiating, unable to make its way back out it filled me, aching, overfull. I struggled to ease that sensation, wriggling. My fingernails raked at, pulled at Reid's hips. He leaned down, kissing me and pumped, grinding into you rhythmically, which I could also feel. Ken's cock never fully softened, though just enough to allow a portion of the fluid he'd spurted into me to ooze out. I groaned at the sheer volume. Reid withdrew his cock, pulling back to just behind the flared crown, tugging the gaping ring out with it, stretching it, hearing Ken moan, then sliding in, his thrusts easier now that Ken's ass was used to the intrusion, adjusted to the girth. I was wracked with pleasure as Reid's thrusts translated through Ken by sheer force and as his cock dragged over your g-spot, filling him. Thinking of the way his ass was stretched around Reid's thick tool. I wished I could see it. I reached around again to feel it, to trace my fingertip around the tautly stretched sphincter between Ken's cheeks. Reid's face was tense, staving off the inevitable. I was so fucking envious of what Ken was about to get, but driven into a frenzy of lust at the though of feeling his reaction as he came. He stood upright, his back arched forward, head thrown back, eyes squeezed shut and jaw clenched. He plunged into Ken, his thrusts now driven by sheer need, the proximity to his orgasm, which he was doing his best to contain. His arms were bulging, pumped with the extra bloodflow, the arousal. He grabbed me, pulling us both up against him. Reaching back, I spread Ken's ass cheeks wide for him, for these last thrusts, giving him deeper access, able to feel and hear that Ken was ready, too. Again. I was hopeless, cumming even when I least expected, feeling as if I could not possibly have another one in me, let alone a half-dozen successive, rapid-fire orgasms. His hips sawed in and out, curving upward, grinding in and jerking up again at full penetration, giving that extra twinge of fullness, finding new depths with each successive thrust. I had given up, now, doing anything but bracing myself, leaning forward and groaning, whimpering, moaning and tearing at the sheets as I came over and over, feeling Ken's cock driven into me hard with Reid's strength, his lust-driven impulses and finally the blast of heat no doubt filling Ken's bowels, shuddering spurt after shuddering spurt. I heard his grunts, his harsh breaths roaring in my ear as he collapsed over Ken, the last pulses of his orgasm still felt. I knelt, over the bed, my head cradled on my forearms folded beneath me. "Ahhh... fuck... fuck... " He groaned softly, catching his breath as he emptied his balls into Ken's ass, regaining his senses, his strength after such an effort. He rolled off, to the side, and I was left beneath Ken, his ass still stretched open, still drifting in an afterglow unimaginably warm, bright, and feeling so perfect. None of us seemed to want to break the spell. I laughed softly, shaking my head, "ohhhh... I am... a mess... gooey... sticky. Full. Of cum." All three of us grinned, breathless, and, for the moment, spent. I reached over to hold Reid's hand, lacing fingers with him. Squeezing your ass lovingly. "Mmm. I am spoiled. Rotten. Damn, that was so hot. Thank you... Ken... Reid... you have no idea... " "Do, too!" Ken piped up. Reid rolled over, up on his side next to me, kissing me, "Anything for you." Fantastic Fulfillment Ch. 03 Since my previous plan to get Reid and Ken and myself in the same room amiably had been such a success, I decided to plan another. Lunch this time. Good, hot food to fuel the muscles I longed to use to my own benefit. Not that it seemed a terrible hardship for them. Steaks, corn, fresh-baked rolls and, of course, ice-cold beer. This time, the consumption of food was filled with playful flirtation, suggestive reparte. I was in heaven, surrounded by these two great-looking, sexy men. I was alight, aglow with the possibilities as well as burning from the memory of what had already transpired at our last get-together. I couldn't get those images or sensations out of my thoughts. It seemed also as if they were each feeding on the tension, their masculinity turned-up on high and flirtation was the name of the game. We were lying around after, all three of us on the couch. My head was in Reid's lap, feet in Ken's. Ken's hand was stroking my feet, and I turned to give Reid's tummy a raspberry, nuzzling at his cock after to muffle my impish giggles. I peeked up at him. He was already obviously very aroused. Just maybe he was thinking there would be some more fun in the near future. If so, he was up for it. I prodded Ken with my toes, doing a sort of lap check on him. It was, as I suspected, hot and hard in that vicinity. "Hmmmm...." I mused, a teasing tone in my voice. "You guys seem up for an adventure. I know I'm horny." I got the funniest looks. A happy sort of disbelief. "Yes....I could use a couple...hard cocks!" I giggled again, feeling slightly self-conscious the more I thought about it. Luckily, I didn't have to give it much more thought. Reid slipped his arms around me, pulling me up over his lap. "Well, well. What you need is a little direction. You're in over your head, little girl." I heard that tone in his voice that I know so well. He loves the interactions we have, feeds on it, and this was no exception. Ken was scooting over. I reached for him, pulling him close. Reid's expression had me on the spot. I could feel his cock straining in his pants where I straddled him. He leaned forward and said, his voice raw with need, "Whatever happens, I need to get this cock in you soon." I groaned in response. Yes. "Ohhh....you...do...need to get that cock in me, I need you to get that cock in me." I slid my shirt over my head. Unbuttoning my jeans, I noticed that Ken was slipping up behind me, standing between Reid's knees. His hands slid up my torso, fingers cupping my breasts. He leaned down near my ear, "Hey, baby...do you want some ass fucking by some chance?" His tone was teasing, assured, deep and sexy and dripping with that midwest-southern honey I'd come to know so well. I sat up straight, tingling. Nodding, I leaned in close to Reid, purring in his ear, "Are you going to...fuck....my ass....?" I peeked back at Ken. "I think you want some more, that's what." No doubt he saw the mischievous expression I wore. I heard a sound in Reid's throat as I ground against his cock. Even through our pants the heat was obvious. His hands slid down on my ass. "Get these off and we'll talk about what you're going to get." He was staring straight at me, steel-blue resolve and an inferno at his center. I stood, pushing down my pants, and wiggling my ass back against Ken, teasing him, enticing him. Reid looked up at Ken. "Think she can go on much longer without getting some, or do you want to go first?" Before Ken could answer, I piped up, "I have a great idea!" Directing Ken to sit, I laid a towel on the edge of one of the big reclining chairs. Before he sat, I took his pants down, and of course could not resist the urge to suck, lick and kiss his cock as I did so. Looking up at him, I could see in his eyes the depth of heat and passion I'd grown so addicted to. I had him sit in the chair like Reid likes me to do, butt scooted almost past the edge, knees over each arm, and reclining but with the footrest in. I'd taken more than a few good, hard fuckings both front and back from that position. I hurried back with vaseline. "Some for you...." I knelt between Ken's legs in front of the chair and laid a big dollop of thick, sticky-slick vaseline over his hole. "And some for you..." I turned to coat Reid's cock, stroking it, pushing my fingers all the way to the base. I leaned down to suck his balls, my tongue swirling around, over the surface. He had a heat in his expression which was tangible as he looked down at me. "You'd better get that hole ready for this...or maybe I'll let you go for a test ride, first." Reid said. I was trembling with need already, and I stood, bending over Ken and taking his cock into my mouth. My ass was displayed prominently, and Reid was stroking his cock. The vaseline made an almost crackling noise, a different kind of wet sound as his fingers squeezed, stroked and tugged at his hard cock. I felt his other hand on my ass, fingers sliding down through my pussy. "Ohhh, I don't know....this pussy feels like it wants this cock." He was teasing me and he knew it. I muffled a whimper in Ken's balls as I sucked on them, my tongue flicking back and forth between them and my finger sliding through the generous portion of vaseline. One fingertip rested over his tight pucker. I heard him inhale, felt him react, and waited for the inevitable release as I worked his balls. My fingertip wiggled inside. We both moaned softly as it invaded the tight opening, me for knowing what it was doing to him, and him for the sensations. Meanwhile, Reid was pressing his cockhead into the tight, slick folds of my pussy. He thrust inward all at once, driving a surprised exhalation from me. I worked my middle finger more deeply into Ken's ass, twisting it, making sure he had time to get used to it. "More...." he was whispering, and so I added my index finger. I could taste the cum leaking from his cock as I moved to suck it, looking up at him as he watched Reid withdraw from my pussy. Again I whimpered, wanting, needing more, myself. Reid's large hand made contact over my ass, slapping lightly, stinging. He squeezed, then rubbed. Leaning down over me, "Going to fuck that ass." What I didn't know is that he was looking in Ken's eyes as he said it, with that grin; that knowing, horny grin. I felt his cock then resting there, at my own backdoor, my ass reacting with a tingle, tightening. I worked at sucking Ken's cock more enthusiastically, finger-fucking him deeper, turning my fingers side to side to spread them, stretching, knowing what he was in for. What I was in for. I came as Reid pressed against my tightly puckered star; that blunt, broad pressure was enough. My left hand braced, and my right three fingers were plunging into Ken's ass hole. Ken's hips were bucking, fucking my mouth and as I started to cum, I felt Reid's big cock slip into my ass. I muffled my groans of ecstasy around Ken's thick tool, the vibrations from them were deep, low, and I could feel his reaction. I felt wave after wave of orgasm pouring through me as my ass stretched around that thick, hard, hot cock. Even though it was well lubricated with the vaseline, it seemed to slide so slowly. He waited until the restriction eased, the reaction to close was calmed. I pushed back and heard Reid groan. I had Ken's ass very well accustomed to my three fingers and so I pulled out almost all the way and then added my pinky, slowly forcing my way back in, knowing that the extra fullness, the stretching would be increasing the arousal, the desire for more. I watched Ken's face as I moved so slowly, sometimes not advancing at all, but turning my hand to find a better fit, waiting. Ken was cumming and I eagerly drank his semen as it spurted and blasted down my throat. I used Ken's broad shoulders to brace myself, eventually needing to use both hands as Reid slammed into me. I had to abandon fucking Ken's ass for the moment. I muffled my cries in Ken's neck, his shoulder as I bent down, absorbing the thrusts, lifting, arching my back to change the angle. I clung tightly as another orgasm shook my senses. Biting into his neck, I felt Ken's arms close around me, giving me further support. I was begging Reid to cum, knowing I could not take much more, feeling a diffuse sense of uncertainty as I looked back and saw his hips slamming into my ass again and again. I so wanted to see the place where his cock disappeared into me. I knew that as he was taking Ken's ass, I could see this. I remembered a time when Reid had held a little hand mirror for me, so that I could see what he saw as his cock slid in, pulled out. I shuddered and moaned, panting on Ken's chest, who was also whispering encouragement to me, sweet-hot words that furthered my pleasured release. "I'm gonna....fucking cum....so...hard...." Reid thrust into me, impaling me once, hard, a trembling desperation to the way he clutched my hips and filled me with his cum Spurt after spurt sent shockwaves through me. I kissed Ken, sucking on his tongue, then breaking to whisper in his ear. "Your turn, next. I can't wait to watch, to see you take his cock up your ass this way...I love it when you take me this way, want you to feel this good, baby." "Ooooooohhh..." He let out a low, breathy, groaning exclamation. Reid had tugged his cock free of my ass, and pulled me up for a long, deep kiss as well. He said, "You...love that so much. I love giving that to you. Does my babygirl want more?" I looked at him, my expression reflecting my curiosity. "But...?" "Butt." He said, and steadied me, grinning mischievously. I looked back at Ken, who was stroking his semi-hard cock, watching us. Reid directed me back, and it was obvious what he wanted. He guided me down on Ken, and Ken, realizing what was going to happen, finessed his almost-erect cock into my ass again. I whimpered as it slid in, feeling it grow inside me, filling me, keeping the gripping walls of my ass apart even as they tightened around it. I laid back against Ken's chest as Reid lifted my legs over Ken's, splaying my pussy, displaying Ken's ass, his balls and my ass being impaled on his cock. Reid stroked, looking...he knelt and licked my pussy, his tonguetip flicking over my clit. Ken was squeezing, tugging my nipples. I was moaning, cumming one after another. The spasms seemed to originate deep in my belly, and I knew Ken was feeling every one. Reid's mouth was as if it was kissing my pussy, a french kiss, his tongue stabbing into my pussy, probing. He sucked gently at my clit, hummed appreciatively, fingers slipping inside. I could feel them sliding along the length of Ken through the wall separating my pussy from where he was buried in my ass. My hips bucked, sitting now fully on Ken's hard cock. I knew I'd be in for a long ride seeing as how he'd just cum somewhere around a half hour ago. I bounced, feeling his cock deep up inside me, his hands squeezing my breasts. Milk was leaking from each nipple, no doubt from the pleasure I was receiving as much as the stimulation of Ken's fingers and hands milking it out. Reid noticed, and stood to lap at it, suckling. His fingers slipped down to my ass, and then down to Ken's ass, probing where he brought his cock to aim. I was looking down, treated to a view I'd fantasized about often. I scooted up and back a little, leaning forward so I could see as Reid angled in. His expression showed his tension; A frown as he forced his cock into Ken. He gave little half-thrusts, and Ken's cock throbbed inside my ass, which clenched back, fluttering as I came. I turned my head to whisper to Ken, "Ohhh, baby, so good...take it so good for me....give it to me..." I could hear Reid's breathing, Ken's breathing, and my own, it was a symphony of pure lust, of tension building. I heard each exclamation of "Fuck!" and felt it as well. I could hear but not contain my own cries, my own pleadings as I asked for a break so I could regain my composure. I was trying to support my weight over my legs which were also over the arm rests, but Ken was urging me down on his cock, whispering lust-filth in my ear, telling me how good Reid's cock felt fucking his ass and how hot and tight mine felt on his cock. His words drove me crazy. I felt my muscles tighten, locking as one strong orgasm rolled through me, stealing every nerve ending, every impulse full with its burning, tingling explosion of sense. When I regained my awareness, I had sweet whispers pouring into each ear, different voices, both comforting, soothing, and still Ken's hardness within me, knowing Ken was still full with Reid's. I truly felt overwhelmed, but in the happiest, most deeply satisfying way. I could feel Ken's cock reacting as the cock in his ass slid in, and out, and every pulsation there. By the sounds when Reid thrust in, I could tell he was going to cum again, in Ken's ass this time. Strangled grunts were escaping from deep in his throat. I pulled him down close to kiss him, to hold tightly to him as I rolled my hips, grinding against Ken's cock, feeling him moving up into me, deep in my ass. Reid was moving faster, driving deeper in Ken, and his cock was throbbing, growing as Reid's cock hit his prostate, then filled him completely, dragging back out...and in.... I listened to Reid's terse breaths, grabbed at his arms as he pushed up, in, and held the full penetration into Ken, tremblingly as he came. In turn, Ken filled my ass with cum, the warmth spreading. I gasped at each spurt, each contraction and bulging thrust of Ken's cock. Ken's own breathing was full of a certain desperation, an overwhelmed sense of impending release, and I could tell he was struggling to stay in the moment. Reid pulled out, his cock still half-erect, slick with vaseline and his own cum. His face was flushed, short, dark hair clinging damply around his temples. Intrigued, I reached down to feel Ken's still-gaping hole, and easily slipped my three fingers back inside. I felt him shudder and spurt more cum into me. Leaning forward, I watched my fingers disappear inside...pressing more deeply, my hand rolled up, thumb tucked into my palm. Reid's cum and the vaseline were coating the gripping canal. Ken's body was trembling, his muscles overwrought with the intensity. His expression was urgent, also intrigued, lustful. I felt the spasming, tightening response of his sphincter, waited through it then pushed again, turning, feeling for the best fit, the best opportunity. I was so turned on by this, by giving him this, feeling and watching it. Ken's cock was getting hard again. I could feel it growing, my ass was throbbing with the recent fucking, and every little pulse of cock was intensely felt. I looked back at Ken, and asked him, "Is this good...should I....keep going?" Ken nodded, his breath coming shallow and fast. "Unnhhhh.....baby....." He let out a whisper which was both a protest and an importunement to continue. I wondered just how far we would get, this time.