overwhelmed. It was the most erotic, fantastic
experience of her life, and she never wanted it to end. Her pussy and ass were
very sore, but at the same time she wasn’t about to ask them to stop.
River
cupped her face. “Beautiful Marianne, are you still enjoying this?”
“Yes,”
she whispered. “I just feel so … so floaty .”
He
smiled. “We’d like to finish in your mouth. Is that all right?”
She
nodded. They sat her up against the headboard, after cushioning it with
pillows, and then knelt in front of her, taking turns fucking her in the mouth.
They held her head with their hands, and she found that so sexy she nearly came
again, but her muscles were too weak to do much more than contract a few times.
She
didn’t mind. This was heaven. The second storm raged on outside, and when each
man came, she swallowed every tasty drop of their cum .
They took turns holding her, and she noticed they were each covered with a fine
sheen of sweat, as was she, even though the AC was on.
When
she finally crawled off the bed to use the bathroom, they were on their backs,
snoring. She took care of business, then watched them
both for a long time. She and Jacob had had a satisfying sex life, but nothing
like this. Even her fantasies hadn’t been this decadent or erotic. She’d never
met anyone like River or Vaughn.
Their
strength both aroused and frightened her. Their stamina astonished her. And
their charm and humor were the perfect complement to their dark, sexy looks. It
balanced out what would otherwise be two very overpowering, intimidating men.
And they were incredible lovers. To realize she could have this every night if
she wanted it made her entire body tingle all over again.
As
the storm finally began to subside, Marianne crawled into bed between them and
curled up on her side. She had no idea what would happen tomorrow, but she knew
one thing for certain. She’d never look at these two men as merely her
rescuers, or her co-workers. They were now her lovers, as well. She wasn’t sure
what that might mean in the future, but right now, she couldn’t be happier
about it.
Chapter
Seven
Vaughn
watched from the doorway while Marianne slept. The second storm was long gone,
but from the weather reports online, they were due for more all night long. He
and River had slept a couple of hours, but now they were both awake and rested.
She
was naked, curled up on her side, with one pillow supporting her arms and one
between her knees. She looked so vulnerable and peaceful, a slight smile on her
face. Was she dreaming about them, or about Jacob?
She
must have placed her chain with the ring on top of the dresser after her shower
last evening, because when she’d come out onto the deck, she hadn’t been
wearing it. Vaughn crept over to the dresser and gently lifted it. The ring
wasn’t huge, but it was very pretty. Jacob must have loved her very much.
How
could any man not love her? She was warm and funny, intelligent and kind. And downright beautiful. And she made love like an angel.
He
glanced around the room, then went into the bathroom and retrieved a tissue. He
carefully wrapped the chain and ring inside it, and then placed both inside the
top drawer of the dresser. He’d tell her later where they were so she didn’t
think she’d lost them.
What
must it be like to live as the Earthlings do, having relationships where sex is
the norm, and where they enjoy it so much? Their marriage beds must not be cold
and calculating. They probably snuggle in each other’s arms instead of sleeping
in separate rooms, and they make love every night. Or at
least, more often than once or twice a month. And their women like it.
They
don’t cry during it or beg their husbands to stop, even though they aren’t
being physically hurt. The mental and emotional aspects of sex weren’t
something the Alpha Centauri women could deal with any more than they could
tolerate the physical act for longer than
experience of her life, and she never wanted it to end. Her pussy and ass were
very sore, but at the same time she wasn’t about to ask them to stop.
River
cupped her face. “Beautiful Marianne, are you still enjoying this?”
“Yes,”
she whispered. “I just feel so … so floaty .”
He
smiled. “We’d like to finish in your mouth. Is that all right?”
She
nodded. They sat her up against the headboard, after cushioning it with
pillows, and then knelt in front of her, taking turns fucking her in the mouth.
They held her head with their hands, and she found that so sexy she nearly came
again, but her muscles were too weak to do much more than contract a few times.
She
didn’t mind. This was heaven. The second storm raged on outside, and when each
man came, she swallowed every tasty drop of their cum .
They took turns holding her, and she noticed they were each covered with a fine
sheen of sweat, as was she, even though the AC was on.
When
she finally crawled off the bed to use the bathroom, they were on their backs,
snoring. She took care of business, then watched them
both for a long time. She and Jacob had had a satisfying sex life, but nothing
like this. Even her fantasies hadn’t been this decadent or erotic. She’d never
met anyone like River or Vaughn.
Their
strength both aroused and frightened her. Their stamina astonished her. And
their charm and humor were the perfect complement to their dark, sexy looks. It
balanced out what would otherwise be two very overpowering, intimidating men.
And they were incredible lovers. To realize she could have this every night if
she wanted it made her entire body tingle all over again.
As
the storm finally began to subside, Marianne crawled into bed between them and
curled up on her side. She had no idea what would happen tomorrow, but she knew
one thing for certain. She’d never look at these two men as merely her
rescuers, or her co-workers. They were now her lovers, as well. She wasn’t sure
what that might mean in the future, but right now, she couldn’t be happier
about it.
Chapter
Seven
Vaughn
watched from the doorway while Marianne slept. The second storm was long gone,
but from the weather reports online, they were due for more all night long. He
and River had slept a couple of hours, but now they were both awake and rested.
She
was naked, curled up on her side, with one pillow supporting her arms and one
between her knees. She looked so vulnerable and peaceful, a slight smile on her
face. Was she dreaming about them, or about Jacob?
She
must have placed her chain with the ring on top of the dresser after her shower
last evening, because when she’d come out onto the deck, she hadn’t been
wearing it. Vaughn crept over to the dresser and gently lifted it. The ring
wasn’t huge, but it was very pretty. Jacob must have loved her very much.
How
could any man not love her? She was warm and funny, intelligent and kind. And downright beautiful. And she made love like an angel.
He
glanced around the room, then went into the bathroom and retrieved a tissue. He
carefully wrapped the chain and ring inside it, and then placed both inside the
top drawer of the dresser. He’d tell her later where they were so she didn’t
think she’d lost them.
What
must it be like to live as the Earthlings do, having relationships where sex is
the norm, and where they enjoy it so much? Their marriage beds must not be cold
and calculating. They probably snuggle in each other’s arms instead of sleeping
in separate rooms, and they make love every night. Or at
least, more often than once or twice a month. And their women like it.
They
don’t cry during it or beg their husbands to stop, even though they aren’t
being physically hurt. The mental and emotional aspects of sex weren’t
something the Alpha Centauri women could deal with any more than they could
tolerate the physical act for longer than
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