stroked herself as she waited for the men to divest themselves of their clothing. They were all naked in seconds, and Trystan pushed her back onto the bed and crawled toward her. "Men last longer the second time," he whispered in her ear, and she sighed.
"Sounds wonderful!" she said honestly. She was ready to be filled again.
Trystan knelt between her thighs, lifting her hips and aligning her with his cock. "Do you want it?"
Sarah moaned. "Fuck me, Trystan!" She covered her mouth with her hand as she heard the words escape, but none of them seemed offended. Maybe she could say whatever came to her mind here without fear of censure.
Trystan shoved his cock inside her while Brice and Jaron settled on either side of her. Their hands were on her nipples and neck, stroking her. Each of them had their lips on her.
Sarah couldn't believe two were touching her while the third was inside her. Oh, she did like being married!
Houston stood beside the bed, not sure where his place was. He pulled his cock out and began stroking himself again. He didn't know how the others could stand it.
Sarah looked over at Houston, fascinated as she watched him stroking himself. She wanted to touch him that way.
Trystan wanted to shout at Sarah to watch only him. "Don't look at him," he growled. "I'm the one fucking you. Pay attention to me!"
Sarah's eyes met Trystan's, and she was startled at the anger in his eyes. "I'm sorry," she whispered. His thrusts were making her crazy. She moaned as she started moving along with him. The other men were keeping her at a fever pitch as Trystan moved wildly inside her.
It didn't take her long to break, she arched her back and let out a scream of pleasure. She was surprised when Trystan didn't immediately follow her into climax but instead kept thrusting.
Within moments her libido was awakened again. How long would he last?
Trystan watched Sarah intently as he fucked her through her climax and just kept going. He knew she was surprised that he was still moving so deliberately inside her, but she certainly didn't complain. When he felt her tightening a second time, he let loose, his body pumping his seed deep inside her.
He rolled off her and walked into the adjoining bathroom, bringing back a washcloth that he tossed to Jaron, who was already kneeling between her thighs, and then he got into the shower.
Jaron caught the washcloth, and quickly washed Sarah, careful not to be too rough with her abused pussy. He tossed the washcloth to the floor and lifted her hips. "More?" he asked, his eyes twinkling.
Sarah nodded, unable to speak. Always more.
While Jaron was plunging inside her, Houston knelt beside her on the bed. He turned her head to him, and rubbed the head of his cock against her lips. "Would you suck it?" he asked softly, sounding like a pleading little boy to Sarah.
She opened her mouth obediently, taking as much inside as she could. She was startled when he began moving his cock in and out of her mouth in the same way that Jaron was moving in and out of her pussy. Did men like to fuck mouths too?
She found it hard to concentrate on sucking the cock in her mouth, because she loved the feel of being fucked so much. When she climaxed her mouth fell open, and Houston's penis fell out. He didn't seem to care. He simply took it in his fist and pumped himself to completion, catching his seed in the washcloth he'd picked up from the floor.
Jaron watched Houston in disbelief. He'd just wasted it somewhere other than their wife. Was he insane?
He kept pumping inside Sarah, finally feeling as if he was about to blow. He groaned loudly, realizing she was aroused again, but he couldn't finish her. He thrust three more times, and spilled inside her.
Sarah groaned in frustration. She obviously wasn't done.
Houston had gotten another washcloth and he tossed it to Brice even before Jaron pulled out of her. Jaron