about.
Sliding his hands down her arms, Denny caught both her wrists in a single-handed grip, then reached out with his freed hand to caress her other breast. He pinched, lightly, and then rolled her nipple to and fro, to and fro between his fingertips, somehow managing to match the rhythm of Ed's sucking, teasing lips.
"Oh, God!"
Laurie couldn't keep quiet any more. It was harder and harder to keep still. Getting desperate, she bore down on the seat beneath her, parting her thighs further. Ed laughed softly, his breath wafting her breast, and Denny said, "Good girl... good girl... that's it... show us that you want it."
Laurie bore down harder, gasping for breath, willing one of her enterprising swains to take off her panties. No, more than that. She wanted one of them to rip her knickers off, tear them off, wrench them from her body and jam a hand between her legs. She didn't care which of them did it as long as one of them did.
"What shall we do now?" Denny, as ever, was the spokesman, and he punctuated his words with rougher, wickeder tweaks, "Tell us what you want and we'll do it. We're your slaves, beautiful, beautiful Laurie."
No, you're wrong. I'm your slave. I'll do anything, anything you want of me.
It was a new state of mind. She was a new Laurie. She'd morphed into a woman whose daring and hunger thrilled her; a woman who wasn't afraid to have the pleasure of two men.
She was even a woman who could say outrageous things.
"I want you to touch my pussy and bring me off!"
"Oh, you're a wicked, dirty, gorgeous woman," growled Denny in her ear, "and I can't think of anything... or anyone... I'd rather do right now."
"Not even him?" she gasped, nodding at Ed, kneeling before.
"Don't worry. He'll get his turn. And he'll enjoy it all the more if you're there too." Denny was so in charge, so dominant. His voice and his fingers thrilled her. "Now, come on, buddy," he said, turning his attention to his partner in lust, "Let's get this delicious hussy's knickers off and show her what we can do."
Ed chuckled, gave Laurie's teat a last little nibble, and then sat back on his haunches, reaching for her panties. He slid his thumbs beneath the elastic, then paused and gave her an odd little look. With a slight nod, he withdrew for a moment, and in a swift, efficient movement, whipped his dark cotton top off over his head, baring his chest.
"There you are," observed Denny cheerfully, "Something pretty to look at while you come."
Pretty? Well, that wasn't the first word she'd have chosen. Gorgeous was more accurate. Hunky... Desirable, absolutely and completely...
Ed's skin was rather pale, but it had a creamy, healthy sheen, and his muscles were lean but crisply defined. He had very dark, pert little nipples and Laurie suddenly longed to repay the compliment and kiss them. But it seemed she wasn't going to get the chance just yet, because the men were clearly all about her for the time being.
With all the ruthlessness she craved, Ed peeled off her panties, efficient, but impatient. He flung them away with a flourish and took hold of her thighs, prizing them wide apart and exposing her in a way that made her gasp. She'd never been this open, this... this presented before. It occurred to her how staid her sex life had always been, but it didn't bother her. She was certainly making up for it now, especially with Denny's lips against her throat in a renewed, nibbling kiss, and his fingertips twirling around her nipple as Ed surveyed her pussy.
"Exquisite," murmured Denny.
"You bet," echoed Ed.
As if she needed any further proof that these two unusual men liked women as well as enjoying their own gender, Denny suddenly clutched at her hand and conducted it to his groin. He was hard as rock and huge inside his pale trousers.
"See, what did I tell you?" His teeth grazed her neck, and he caught his breath as she squeezed him, a reflex action. "And look at Ed too. He's dying to taste you."
It was true. Ed's erection was