Protasis
Ann had enjoyed going to the theatre group for years now. She had started after she split with her Ex as a way to get out and meet some people. It had been something a little bit different. At school she had enjoyed drama and music and whilst she still didn’t think she was very good she had been welcomed in and quickly found that she liked everyone. The cast and people there grew and diminished over the couple of years that she had been there and recently their lead director had decided to try and do a bigger show piece to get a bit more notice from the local community.
She was easily one of the youngest there in her mid-twenties and when she found out his intention was to put on a production of the Phantom of the Opera she had immediately auditioned for the part of Christine as she had always wanted to do that at some point and never believed she would get the chance. She was both delighted and surprised when she got it and immediately started talking to woman who designed and made the costumes. She was quite tall at five foot seven and knew she had quite some cleavage to fit in to whatever outfits they designed and went for. Her dark hair was perfect and she couldn’t wait.
Anna sat around at the first rehearsal wondering who had been chosen for the other parts – there were a few older women and she figured she could guess which parts each would go for, there were a few middle aged-men and she realised with a slight start that one of them could be playing the Phantom or Raoul. She eyed the up surreptitiously and wondered which one she would end up playing – she almost giggled to herself when she spotted the oldest member of the group in the corner dozing off as he normally did.
As Mel the director took to the stage with a list in her hand Anna sat up straighter and bit her lip slightly as she waited to find out who she would be acting opposite. She started off with the usual polite congratulations to everyone that tried then announced that Anna would be taking on the role of Christine Daae and everyone clapped and smile dup at her – she felt the nerves bubbling away in her stomach now. Mel went through the list reading off who would take the other roles likes Carlotta, Piangi and the owners. She explained who would be taking the other roles and then that everyone else would take on the roles of the chorus this time.
“You will have noticed that I haven’t allocated the roles of the Phantom or Raoul to any of our cast this time – as this is a bigger production I have tried to do something a bit special and got two guests in to take on those roles. Both of them are semi-professional and have done quite a bit of show work in the past and you may recognise them – they have very kindly said they will take on the roles of the Phantom and Raoul for our performance and here they are now…”
Everyone turned to stare up at the top of the stairs as the doors dramatically opened. In walked Nick Tenebrae, a tall dark-haired man with broad shoulders and piercing green eyes. Next to him was Chris Richards, similar build to Nick with slightly lighter brown hair that was down to his shoulders. Instantly Anna felt that familiar feeling of excitement and nerves and something else stirring inside her. They were both very handsome – she would guess in their mid-thirties and were smiling as they made their way down to the front.
“Nick has very kindly agreed to take on the role of the Phantom, and Chris is going to be our Raoul.” Anna couldn’t agree more with the casting. Nick had a dark intensity about him, even when he smiled that brilliant smile and Chris seemed very good natured and fun from the way he was already joking around with people at the front. Anna couldn’t decide who she was more looking forward to working alongside but she knew it would be fun.
People on the chorus parts headed off, their roles were fairly easy this time and taking their music and notes away they would have plenty of time to work on their parts at home to begin with. The other people with main parts slipped off to one side with Mel to go over the schedule and notes for what they would need. That left her alone with Nick and Chris! With butterflies in her stomach she walked over to them to introduce herself.
“Hi, you must be our Christine?” Chris asked with a smile as she arrived next to them. She found herself trying really hard not to blush as both Nick and Chris looked her over from head to foot.
“We are very lucky to have someone as gorgeous as you in the part.” Nick said with a laugh as he and Chris shared a look.
“Really?” She blurted it out before she thought about it and then blushed again as the both smiled at her. “The last ‘Christine’ we played opposite was old enough to be our mothers.
“So, you’ve worked together a while?”
“We have been friends for a long while and often end up in parts opposite each other – apparently your director is friends with one of our closest friends and we were mentioned. We are both fairly local to the area and didn’t mind coming back for this one as it’s a fairly easy part for us to play.” Chris grinned as he perched himself on a nearby tall stool.
“Well, I hope I’m good enough to work alongside you, I just do this for fun and I’ve been doing it a few years but never as a proper job or anything like that.”
“Why don’t we have a quick go at a few bits then now – Mel is obviously busy so Chris and I can run through a few things with you and see what you think. Chris – Music of the Night?”
“Sure…”
Chris hopped off the high stool and made his way over to the piano and began to pick out the piano parts for the Music of the Night as Nick extended a hand, taking hers, he led her onto the middle of the stage as it reached the parts of the song. His voice was low and deep, a bass voice with all the depth and mystery that the Phantom needed. His voice was a whisper in her mind as he led her slowly around the stage as though leading her down into the warren of tunnels below the theatre. She felt herself flushing and getting lost in the music, the warmth of his hand on hers and the sound of his deep voice taking her away into her fantasy world where she fell totally into character.
Her voice joined his, high and sweet, filling the theatre with the words of Christine as she sang alongside her Angel of Music. It didn’t take long until she was no longer in the theatre but a world away with a mysterious stranger calling her n a way she barely understood but desperately wanted. All too soon the song was over and Nick applauded her, bowing slightly before switching places with Chris. Moments later the familiar notes of ‘All I Ask of You’ started to fill the room.
“No more talk of darkness, forget these wide-eyed fears…”
Chris’ voice was higher than Nick’s – more tenor to his bass, strong and fearless, proud and soft at the same time. Just the sound made her feel safe and comforted, like a blanket wrapped around her holding her safe and warm. His words, those familiar words that she knew off by heart, sounded so personal, just addressed to her and as she made eye contact with him during the song she could see something in those eyes that she didn’t quite understand. They seemed to reflect her in a way she didn’t recognise, something that she couldn’t quite believe.
She joined her voice with his, connecting already on a level she didn’t fully understand as their words combined in the lyrics of the song, a meaning already growing behind the words beyond that of just actors in a play. His smile as he sang ‘Love me, that’s all I ask of you’ was so natural and warm she felt herself blush again. She kicked herself mentally – she was going to have to work on that, or wear a lot of make up in the performance so she didn’t blush like some innocent little virgin.
As the song finished and she tore her eyes away from him she heard the applause from the room. Mel was beaming, “I knew I made the right choice – this is going to be amazing.” Everyone was staring at her including Nick and Chris in such a way that set her off blushing again.
“I think this is going to be a lot of fun!” Said Nick and Chris almost in unison and everyone collapsed laughing. “You’ve been around me too long.” Nick said to Chris with a grin.
“That’s it for this week really – Nick and Chris – if you want to swap numbers with me and possibly Anna if she is okay with that then we can discuss and share ideas over the next week before the rehearsal next week. I think we will focus on Christine and the Phantom next week and then Christine and Raoul the week after if that’s okay Chris.”
“Totally fine by me. I’ll see you all in two weeks.”
Anna grabbed Nick and Chris’s phone numbers and slipped out of the theatre wondering just what the next few weeks would bring.
Epitasis
It had been a week since Anna had first met Nick and Chris who would be playing the parts of the Phantom and Raoul in her theatre companies’ production of the Phantom of the Opera. She had exchanged a lot of messages with them both (and with Mel) over the course of the week planning set, costumes, music and movement for the production. She had a lot of ideas and was delighted that all of them seemed to like most of her ideas and they had shared lots of thoughts. What she had found as well was that both Nick and Chris were single and she was sure both had been flirting with her which was unexpected.
She had been single for a while and the attention whilst not uncommon was making her a strange mis of excited and nervous to see them again and be on the stage with them. There had been some undeniable physical and emotional connection with them both whilst singing. Nick had a slightly more dangerous air to him that the Phantom brought to role. She felt the stirrings of passion with her that she imagined Christine had felt with the Phantom in the story. He was taller than here by almost half a foot, strong and the way he directed her round the stage during that first song had left her wanting him to take charge more. She had always been submissive in some situation and had never (until recently) had the confidence to speak out about what she wanted.
She found herself excited about the rehearsal with him tonight and if she was honest she was also a little bit turned on. The costume group had the first mock ups of their costumes ready for tonight – it had been a quiet week for them and they wanted to get ahead with the designing and making so both she and Nick would be in their first costumes tonight.
She arrived at the theatre early and made her way through to the dressing rooms – Nick was already there and she felt her heart jump slightly in her chest as she saw him in the tailored suit and mask of the phantom. He looked tall, and strong and very well dressed and the smile he directed at her made her heart skip a beat again.
Her costume for tonight was the one she would wear for the scene in the musical where she was on stage as the main character. It was white, virginal and innocent but they couldn’t help show off her cleavage which she noticed Nick trying not to stare at. She almost giggled and Nick gave her a cheeky grin that spoke of confidence and attraction to her. They made their way out onto the stage and the next hour was talking about positions, movement and how they would move to the various places they needed to be throughout. She noticed that every chance he got Nick’s fingers seemed to brush over her.
Anytime they were close there seemed to be the lightest contact and touch of him against her, their bodies brushing past each other, the physical connection as there again. As the time went on his touch grew more confident until he was holding her tightly, directing her, positioning her, taking charge of her. With every slight touch that grew in confidence and command of her she felt her arousal growing as well.
Their conversations over the previous week had given her insights into him. A confident but kind man, willing to take charge and enjoying being in charge he had confidently taken control of her on the stage and she enjoyed seeing this side of him. She felt safe around him like she could let him guide her and take the lead. The touch of his firm hands on her waist was driving her insane in a way she hadn’t felt in a long while.
Finally, they moved on to rehearsing the songs and they took their positions again as the Music of the Night filled the theatre. His voice, low and powerful, seemed to course through her, touching her inside in places that she longed to feel him touching. He moved across the stage towards her and with every powerful step as he moved she felt herself weakening, wanting to be his. She didn’t know where the character of Christine ended and herself as Anna began but she could fully understand Christine wanting to give herself to the enigmatic powerful stranger and teacher that was the Phantom.
He took her hand and she felt herself following him, her voice joined with in song, entwining and linked in a way she found herself imagining their bodies could be. He led her to the centre of the stage and she stood their singing to him, hoping he understood the need behind the words was hers and not just Christine’s. She looked at him and tried to fathom whether there was a deeper meaning behind his words as his voice seduced her. The strength and conviction of his voice surrounded her and dragged her in until she couldn’t resist.
He was stood behind her, his arms encircling her waist. His voice was soft in her ear now, the audience would be straining to hear it and, in this moment, you could have heard a pin drop in the theatre. She felt herself melting back into his warm embrace, feeling the power of his arms possessing her and the heat of his words on the side of her neck as she tilted her head to one side, exposing her neck to him and feeling the lightest kiss of his lips on her skin, she shivered and felt what seemed like an almost mini orgasm ripple through her as his lips kissed down the side of the neck before slowly, reluctantly pulling back.
She stayed in his arms, not moving as the other cast and crew all applauded. Was that Nick or the Phantom that had just kissed her neck like that? Was she Christine submitting to the Phantom or Anna giving herself to Nick. She was torn and conflicted but would have given anything for a moment alone to kiss him in that instant.
That was taken from her by Mel coming over and asking Nick just to come and check a few details with her and smiling at Anna told her that she was done for the night and she would look forward to seeing her next week. For a brief moment Anna hated her.
Over the course of the week the messages with Nick remained mostly professional but there was a hit, a secret darkness to his messages that made her feel more and more that the kiss on her neck, whilst in character as the Phantom, had been more Nick than his character. His confident teasing of her was constant but in a way that made her want to be around him as he made her laugh and feel more herself than she had in a while. She found that more than once she had gone to sleep and dreamed about him and his touch.
It was approaching rehearsal night again and she was talking a lot to both Chris and Nick now and found that as a result of Nick’s flirting with her she was more confident and had found herself flirting a bit more with Chris as well – almost unintentionally as she hadn’t meant to.
Nick was strong, powerful and a dark presence that excited her. Chris as like a mirror image, strong again but soft and calm at the same time. She felt herself warming to him as he encouraged and guided her in a gentler way. On the night of the rehearsal they found themselves in costume again on the stage as for the first hour Mel led them round explaining her wishes and desires. Chris kept smiling at her and something about that smile was making her blush again. With Nick, she hadn’t blushed, she had felt the same passionate desire that seemed to emanate from him. With Chris it was warmer, more flattering, he seemed to think the world of her and it came across in the sweetness of his actions. Yet there was a need there that seemed to underly his actions.
His touches were different to Nick’s, less commanding and taking charge, softer and guiding yet she found they were having a similar effect to how Nick had made her feel the other week. The confusion was filling her head but as they moved into rehearsing the songs his gentle touches made her breath coming quicker. As they stood in the centre of the stage, embracing and singing of their love for another and only ever needing each other the gentle touch of his fingers on her cheek made her heart race. His fingers traced through her hair as he tilted her head up towards him. She couldn’t break contact with his eyes now. His gentle confident voice filled her to her core with the feeling of being safe and worshipped and adored.
As the song drew to a close he stared down into her eyes and as the final words left his lips he leaned in closer. She didn’t know who moved the final fraction of distance but their lips met in the centre of the stage. The culmination of their song of love and gentle touches was a small chaste kiss but she felt the fire that it ignited rage through her in an instant. She never wanted that kiss to end. A brief touch of their lips and the passion that burned through her put the most violent wildfires to shame. She lost who she was, she lost where she was, and for the brief moment of that kiss she was alone with him and that’s all she ever wanted.
All too soon the applause from cast members around them brought her back to reality and blushing she let Chris take her hand and guide her in a small bow to the impromptu audience. She was glad the lighting hid her blush someone as she excused herself and slipped back to the changing rooms. Once there she shut the door and lent against it trying to clear her head. What was going on? First Nick and now Chris... Both of them excited and aroused her, she liked both of them and she was fairly sure they both liked her. Did she need to pick one? Which one should she pick. She ran her hand through her long hair and slowly began stripping out of her costume, carefully putting it back on the hanger. She had just pulled her jeans on when she heard loud voices outside the door - Chris was shouting something to someone in a joking way. She heard the handle of the door go and he walked in whilst looking down the corridor towards whoever her was shouting at. Letting out a half squeak she covered her breasts and spun round as Chris turned around and started apologising. He quickly left the room and she dressed heading home as quick as she could.
Once home she checked her phone - there was the usual flirty message from Nick saying he hoped her rehearsal had gone well - and an apology from Chris again. She messaged back saying it was fine and mistakes happened and then her mouth dropped open as he replied saying that he had enjoyed the view! He must have seen her. She found herself blushing again and turned on that he had seen her breasts. She asked him what he had enjoyed the most and his reply was her blush, he would say something lower down but he hadn't had a very good look.
Biting her lip, she slipped out of her top and taking her phone took a quick photo of her bra covered breasts. Her cleavage looked amazing in this one and before she thought too much about it she quickly clicked to send. Moments later her phone pinged - it was a message from Nick.
"They look amazing and thanks for the photo - was that meant for me?"
Oh shit, she must have clicked on the wrong message to reply to! She quickly sent an apology then sent the photo off to Chris. She almost instantly got a message back from both of them. Opening Chris' first (she was a little worried about what Nick might have said) She blushed as he complimented her again. She felt herself getting more turned on and slowly slipped out of the rest of her clothes. Pouring herself a glass of wine she made her way up to bed with her phone. She opened Nick's message. His was more explicit. He complimented her but asked what she enjoyed done to them. She took a sip of her wine as she thought about her response. She had them both on her phone, obviously wanting to see more. She slid a hand down between her legs, feeling how aroused she was. It was a warm night and she lay on top of the covers slowly teasing herself thinking about them both and the way they both made her feel. Hesitantly she picked up her phone and slowly played with the camera, taking a few shots until she was happy with how her breasts looked.
She sent it to both of them asking if they liked them and what would they do to them. Chris replied first, talking about how amazing they were and how he would love to kiss and lick them gently. Nick... well, as she read Nick's message she could feel herself getting more and more turned on. He talked about having her tied up, helpless, teasing them and pulling on them. He talked about licking and sucking and biting and as she read she rubbed her clit faster. Her phone pinged again and she paused to read it - Nick again.
"You're playing with yourself right now aren't you..."
"Yes.'
"Are you close"
She looked at the message, her fingers were on her clit as she whimpered slightly.
"Yes." She managed to send back.
"Cum for me my angel of music."
She exploded, dropping the phone with one hand twisting her nipples hard as the other rubbed her clit even as the orgasm washed over her. The intensity of it took her by surprise and even as she was orgasming she kept rubbing and it sent her into another orgasm. She lay back panting; thoughts of Nick and Chris filled her head with all she could imagine.
The week following that night had been almost uneventful by comparison. She had received messages from both Nick and Chris checking that she was alright and had told them she was fine. If she was honest she was loving feeling so desired and wanted but was also trying to understand exactly the situation she had ended up in. On the one hand she had Chris - soft, gentle, romantic and inspiring. He was like a handsome, warm blanket that wrapped around her making her feel safe and warm whilst still exciting her. On the other hand, she had Nick. His dark intensity on confidence made her feel like she was his to take by right. Wryly she couldn’t help but realise that Mel had cast them perfectly. There was something dark and mesmerising about Nick and his charisma whilst Chris was the sweeter lighter version. She came to the realisation that at the minute she couldn’t decide which of them she wanted more and figured that she would have to see how it all played out.
It came around to rehearsal night and it was Chris’ turn again to run through their parts this week. They were moving towards the final performance now with only two weeks of rehearsals left. She arrived early and got into costume. She was almost fully dressed when there was a tap at the door. “Come in.” She called out as she struggled with the final zip at the back. The door opened and in stepped Chris - fully dressed up in his nobleman’s attire. She couldn’t help but stare at him - he looked so handsome framed in the doorway for that brief moment before he gently closed the door behind him and walked over to her. He seemed almost hesitant, a bit shy and she turned her bare back towards him. “Could you help me with this zip please?”
He reached out and she felt the lightest touch of his fingers against her spine - it sent shivers over her skin and she felt something clench now within her as she tried to focus. Now was not the time to get distracted just before the rehearsal. As she turned back around he was smiling, a slightly cheeky smile as he looked her up and down. “You look stunning - I was going to ask if you fancied grabbing a drink afterwards?”
“I’d love to.”
She smiled back as he opened the door for her out into the theatre. Their songs were perfect, passionate. This time the kiss was a deliberate choice on their part. His hands were warm and gentle on her as they sang their duets and moved across the stage like they had always worked together. As the rehearsal wore on she could feel herself getting more and more excited at his gentle little touches and caresses. Before long they were done and she was back in the changing room stripping out of her dress. She hung it up carefully before slipping back into the light summer dress she had chosen for tonight. With the small strappy heels on she made her way out to find Chris. He was waiting by the front door and his face lit up when he saw her.
“Where do you suggest?” She realised that he probably wasn’t as familiar with the bars around here as she was so she took his hand and led him through a few different streets until they arrived at a bar she knew served good cocktails. She ordered herself one and smiled as he ordered the same for himself. Once they had their drinks they went to sit out in the garden out the back. Trellises and benches were set up all around creating little alcoves and they slid into one together. It wasn’t long until they were both chatting - discussing music, films and other stuff they had in common. After a few cocktails am she reached out to stroke his arm gently and was pleasantly surprised when his hand slid down to gently stroke the skin of her bare legs. He had that slightly cheeky smile on his face again and as she finished her drink she took a leap - suggesting they head back to hers for more drinks.
He seemed very eager so they walked out of the bar and found to the taxi rank. He had taken her hand again and pulled her in close. She enjoyed the warmth of him pressed against her and as they slid into the taxi she was sure he had run his hand down over her ass. She could feel just hot turned on she was getting and she was really glad it wasn’t far to her house. They arrive there quickly and she let them in the front door. As soon as they were in she pushed it closed behind them and pushed Chris against the wall, leaning up to kiss him. She had been so turned on for the last hour she knew she wanted him.
Their kiss was nothing like then chaste brief one from the other week. His momentary surprise quickly evaporated and her kiss was returned with equal passion. With hun pressed to the wall her hands roamed over his body. She slipped the jacket from his shoulders as his hands slid over her hips and ass. She could feel his growing arousal pressing against her stomach and slowly sank to her knees in front of him. There in the hallway of her house she flicked open his belt and opened his pants. There was a large and still growing bulge in his boxers that she gently ran her nails over eliciting a sigh of pleasure from him. She pulled down the front and reached to grip his cock...
It was long and hard and pulsed in her hand as she stroked it gently, sliding the skin back over the head. Unable to wait any longer she lowered her lips and kissed it softly. Chris’s sighs of pleasure urged her on and she slowly began to take it into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down the length, tasting him, teasing him with her tongue as her nails scratched down his thighs. She began to suck harder and faster, taking him further into her mouth as she slowly caressed his length with her hands. His hands were flat against the wall either side of him as she worked his almost full length in and out of her mouth now. She could feel his body trembling and tensing up and knew he was getting close. She knelt back onto her heels, pulled her dress down with one hand exposing her breasts and stroked his cock hard twice pointing it down at her tits...
“Oh god...”
Chris exploded, stream after stream of his cum splashing out to cover her large breasts. It seemed to go on forever and he was panting by the time be finally finished. She squeezed the last out and looked down smiling a particularly satisfied smirk looking at the cum all over her. She stood up and the dress slid down over her hips to pool on the floor around her ankles. Unhooking her bra, she let it fall and then started walking up the stairs. Halfway up she turned to look at Chris who seemed mesmerised watching her swaying hips, crooked a finger at him beckoning him to follow her and made her way into the bathroom turning the shower on. She slipped out of her panties, bra and heels and stepped into the shower, wondering just how long it would take Chris to join her. She got her answer a few heartbeats later as the door to the bathroom opened and He stepped inside.
She soaped her breasts down as she watched him quickly strip, he was already half hard again as he stepped into the shower behind her and she leaned back into his chest. She soaped her breasts and smiled as he reached around her to cup them and play with them, the shower quickly washed the soap away and she turned back around. She lifted one leg onto the edge of the bath and leaned against the wall, running her fingers over her very aroused clit. Without saying a word Chris sank to his knees in front of her and ran his tongue the length of her slit making her whimper. She was so incredibly turned on that as he gripped her hips and sucked on her clit she could feel herself getting close to her own orgasm. She pulled his head away just before she reached her peak and smiled at his confusion. Turning off the shower she stepped out and grabbed a towel rubbing herself down then doing the same to Chris before leaning up to kiss him passionately, their tongues twisting as she pulled their naked bodies towards the bedroom.
Once in the bedroom she pushed him back into the bed so he was lying on his back. She slid onto the bed next to him and took his almost fully hard cock back into her mouth. She knelt on the bed sideways to him and slowly bobbed her head up and down on his hard cock enjoying the slower pace this time. His arm stretched out and he ran his fingers up her things until he found her wet pussy. Slowly he pushed his fingers inside her making her moan around his cock. She felt him playing with her wet hole as she slowly took him in and out of her mouth. He was very good with his fingers and seemed to be hitting all the right spots inside. She knew that she was starting to get close now and moved, raising herself up over him she gripped his cock and lowered herself down into it.
Her moan of pleasure matched his as she slowly slid his length inside her. It filled her fully as her hips rested on his. She froze there for a moment, enjoying the feeling of fullness with him buried inside her. As his hands slowly gripped her hips she began to rock back and forth slowly moving him inside her carefully. As she began to move faster she felt his finger digging into her hips tighter urging her on as she started to lift her ass a bit more to slide it down his length again. She could hear his breathing speeding up now as he tried to move his hips in sync with hers. He drove himself up and into her with every downward movement of her body. As she slammed down on to him she could feel the tension in his longs telling her that he was getting close.
She raised herself up off him and gestured for him to move behind her. Getting down on all fours in the bed she watched as he quickly rose to his knees behind her and lined up his cock before slammed it into her hard. She whimpered with each thrust of his cock now, she could feel herself building towards the climax that she had been on the edge of so many times tonight and she knew it was going to be a mind shattering one. His fingers were digging into her hips as he movements became more desperate, less controlled she knew he was close. “Cum in me Chris, cum for me.”
With a loud groan of pleasure, she felt him thrust deep inside her and as he began to explode she felt her own orgasm rip through her leaving her gasping. She collapsed down from all fours into the sheets bringing him with her still firmly pushed deep inside her, she could feel his seed filling her up and shook under him unable to speak as the waves of pleasure washed her away. She felt him slowly slide out of her and collapse onto the bed breathing heavily. He reached over and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly as they both drifted off into a satisfied slumber.
The next morning, she woke up slowly and half asleep stretched out to find the bed empty. Coming out of her doze rather sharply she looking around, realised Chris wasn’t there and picked up her phone. She noticed she had a message waiting: “Anna, last night was amazing - I woke early as I have work today but you looked so peaceful I didn’t want to wake you. Hope we can catch up soon, your Raoul”. She smiled put her phone back down and curled up under the quilt - she had nowhere to be until much later.
It had been a couple of days and she had been messaging Chris a lot, he was flirty and flattering and sweet. She liked him a lot but as it edged closer towards Nick’s final rehearsal with her she found they were messaging a lot as well, and he seemed the antithesis of Chris. Whereas Chris had seemed happy to let her lead everything about Nick seemed to be dominant. And it turned her on like very little else. He had a dark intensity that captured her imagination and she found herself wondering what sex would be like with her dark, dominant Phantom. Doing this performance had awoken new levels of passion and excitement within her and she found herself planning her clothes for the night in the days before.
She ended up choosing leggings that showed off her amazing legs, a short skirt that covered her ass (she was proud of that ass) and a top that unzipped all the way down the front. From the tone of their messages she had no doubts that something might happen tonight and found herself excited at the thought of him taking charge.
The rehearsal was electric - there was something in his eyes that made her insides melt, she could feel the desire in every touch, every look and word - sung and spoken. As the rehearsal went on she could feel the dampness between her legs as her arousal took hold - she knew tonight she would be anything he wanted. The rehearsal ended and she fled to her changing rooms, trying to control her breathing as she quickly changed out of her costume. The door opened softly, no knock, then closed softly. She knew it was him without turning. She had just finished dressing N with her back to the door. She heard his slow measured footsteps as he crossed the small room to stand behind her.
“Do you want me Anna? Do you want to be mine tonight?”
“Yes Sir.”
The words were out her mouth without conscious thought as she felt his arms snake around her waist pulling her into him. She could feel his shaft, already hard and pulsing against her ass. She wiggled her hips a tiny fraction back against him as one of his hands slid up to grip her throat. He turned her round tilting her head up. She didn’t realise she had closed her eyes, lost in his embrace until he commanded her to open them. She looked up at his green intense eyes and a shiver of pleasure ran through her at what was promised inside them.
He nodded softly, took her hand and led her out. They made the way to his car and he drove quickly the few minutes back to his house. Once there he let them in and she looked round curiously for half a second before she felt him behind her again, pulling her to a nearby wall. He was behind her, his lips on her neck, biting her ear making her whimper.
“I’m going to fuck each of your holes tonight my Anna. I’m going to use you hard for my pleasure. If at any point it gets too much you are to say Red. Tell me you understand.” The words were whispered in her ear and as he kissed her at the end she felt herself trembling under his touch, already wanting that explosion but knowing she was completely at his mercy.
“I understand my Phantom, My Sir...”
With her pinned to the wall he slid his hands over her stomach, sliding the zip of her top all the way down, his hips ground against hers as she was pinned. His lips and teeth continued their gentle, teasing of her neck and ears, she could hear her breath speeding up and his deepening as he ground against her. She felt one of his hands squeezing her breasts, gently at first and when she didn’t resist or complain harder. His fingers pinched her nipples through her bra until greedily he pulled them out of the lacy bra to twist and tease them. His other hand slid down to press against her clit through her skirt and leggings making her whimper out loud.
Suddenly he was gone, she started to turn around but his firm voice told her to be still and not to move. He slowly slid her top from her shoulders leaving her naked from the waist up apart from her bra. She felt it slide down and drop to the floor. Next, she felt his strong finger hook into the elastic of her dress and tights. Seconds later they were down on the floor around her ankles. Carefully she stepped out of them and her shoes leaving her naked apart from her black lace panties and bra. She felt Nick take her hand and a soft whisper in her ear - “Come with me.”
She followed him without sound as he led her through the house and up the stairs into what she assumed was his bedroom. As he closed the door behind her she stood there and shivered slightly - not from the cold but in anticipation. The room was lit with a low light from a lamp in the corner. On the nearby set of draws were a number of objects that caught her eyes - the first being - blindfold and then a paddle. She was no prude and had played around before with things like that but something about Nick using them on her was exciting her beyond measure.
He grabbed her by the throat forcefully and pushed her back against the door. She felt him grab her wrist and raise it above her head. Startled she looked up as she felt a cuff slip around her wrist and tie it in place above her head. She didn’t resist as he raised her other hand up above her head and repeated this. She was now cuffed helplessly to the door. She watched, biting her lip as Nick stepped over towards the dresser and picked up the blindfold. As he stepped back she looked down as he slid it over her eyes then suddenly the world was hidden from her. With her eyes covered she strained with her other senses to work out what was going on. She could feel her heart racing in her chest, her own breathing was fast and harsh in her ears then there was the whisper of clothing nearby, the sounds of cloth falling to the floor, a belt buckle being undone. She pressed her thighs tightly together, trying to find some form of release from the burning arousal she had been feeling for hours it seemed now.
His fingers slid over the top of her bra covered breasts. The light, teasing touch eliciting a whimper from her as she arched her back desperate for more contact. She felt the warmth of his skin close to hers, almost touching - she was sure he was naked now. His breath was warm on the skin of her neck as he touched her hips gently. Every touch, every kiss and caress was a torture of anticipation. She felt him lean in close, felt his naked body pressed against hers and felt the hardness of his cock against her lace panties. She groaned and he kissed her hard. His touches were former now, on hand grabbing her throat, the other pulling feverishly at her panties until they dropped to her ankles. Eagerly she stepped out of them and spread her legs, using the restraints to keep her balance, hoping he would touch her there and give her the release she needed.
It wasn’t to be. His next action was to pull her breasts up and out of her bra, exposing her soft mounds to his mouth. In seconds her firm nipples were between his teeth. He bit gently, sucking and teasing each with his lips and teeth, swirling his tongue around them as she cried out begging for Sir to let her cum. In a heartbeat he was gone again leaving her hanging there, blindfolded, naked apart from her bra and helpless. Her breasts heaved as she tried to control her breathing, tried to bring the burning desire she felt for her Phantom under control. Just as she felt she was gaining some small amount of control back she felt him grab her hips, practically lifting her and spinning her round so she was facing the door. With the restraints twisted they were tighter, keeping her on the balls of her feet and stretching her up.
She tried to work out what was happening and just as she was about to ask she heard the swish of something moving through the air and a paddle slapped across her ass. A half shriek escaped her lips as she nearly orgasmed on the spot. When she didn’t ask him to stop he resumed, slowly striking each cheek of her ass with increasing force. She felt like her juices had to be practically streaming down her legs now as her ass was punished. Between each stroke of the paddle he would reach under and briefly run his fingers over her clit - she was so close now she couldn’t believe she hadn’t cum already. Finally, she felt him stop. The gap between strikes lengthening and she heard him place it down on the drawers. She felt him lift her and turn her round - she was incredibly aware of how hard his cock felt against her. The restraints were undone and she was lowered to her knees in front of him - she was glad he lowered her carefully as she wasn’t sure her legs would hold her up right now.
As the blindfold was removed and she saw how thick his cock was for the first time she could feel her eyes widen. “Bigger than Chris hey...” Nick said with a smirk... “Oh yes naughty Vixen, I know all about you two. Open your mouth.”
She obediently opened her mouth looking up at him with wide eyes as he aimed his cock between her lips and thrust deep into her mouth. He was bigger than anyone else she had ever tried to take in her mouth and he was definitely in charge. He had hold of her hair in his hands and started to fuck his cock between her lips. Soon he was slamming his shaft back and forth, listening to her struggle on his thick rod. She whimpered and grabbed his thighs for balance. She was pressed back against the door and only his hands in her hair were stopping her head banging against the mood as he mercilessly fucked her mouth. She could hear his groans of pleasure and the pulsing of her own clit as he slammed in and out. Her chin was covered and the saliva was dripping down on to her breasts with every out stroke of his cock. He pulled all the way out leaving her gasping and coughing for a second but when she didn’t cry red he forced himself back into her mouth. She felt the tension growing in his legs, felt his fingers tightening in her hair and his breath shorting into ragged gasps with every thrust. She groaned around his cock as it slammed to the back of her throat and then just as she started to panic he would cum in her mouth he pulled out.
One of his hands was still in her hair and tilted her head up. “Look at me.” His command resonated through her and she looked up at him, meeting his gaze with submission and adoration. His other hand stroked his cock twice and he exploded. Cum jetted from the end of his shaft. Stream after stream covered her face, dropping down onto her tits as he swore under his breath. He kept stroking, milking the last of his cum from his cock until it covered her beautiful face and tits. He staggered back and sat on the edge of the bed breathing heavily as he surveyed his work. She knelt by the door, the picture of submission with his cum plastered across her face, tits and soaking her bra. She smiled up at him and as he slowly caught his breath he took her hand and led her into the en-suite bathroom. There was a large walk in shower and after he had turned it on he walked over and removed her bra, dropping it by the door leaving the bath naked. He pulled her into the shower and carefully began to wash her down head to toe. He paid particular attention to her ass, soaping it up and gently pushing the tip of one finger then a second inside her making her moan in pleasure as he kissed her. Once he seemed satisfied that she was clean inside and out he turned the shower off and led her back into the bedroom.
“Bend over the end of the bed and look back at me Anna.” I want to hear you tell me what you want. He leant on the doorframe and slowly stroked his rapidly hardening cock again as she quickly move to the bed. Bending at the waist she looked back over her shoulder at him. “I want... no... I need you to fuck me Sir... please.”
He walked over to her and spread her legs slightly wider with his feet. Moments later she felt him grab a handful of her hair and pull her head back and up. She felt the heat of his warm cock briefly resting against her pussy lips and the feeling of him ever so slowly starting to push inside her. Small squeaks escaped her lips as she felt his thick cock stretching and filling her up, she couldn’t believe how good it felt to have Sir’s shaft filling her. Once he was deep inside she felt him reach with his other hand to grip her throat. With one hand in her hair and one around her throat she gave herself to him. He started to fuck her hard and fast. His thrust were sharp and deep, pulling back and then slamming into her in a steady rhythm, she felt herself building towards an intense climax she listened to the sounds of them slamming together. All of a sudden, she felt him slide all the way out and she almost growled in frustration. He grabbed her and flipped her, leaving her on her back with her ass at the edge of the bed. He lifted her legs high onto his shoulders and slammed into her, reaching down to grab her throat and squeezing so hard she gasped for breath. She looked up into his eyes and saw the desire and need there and whimpered helplessly as he drove in and out of her right little hole.
“Cum for me Anna, cum for your Sir, cum for your Phantom.” When she heard those words, she watched him lower his mouth to her breast and bite. She felt the need of his shaft slamming into her increase, the sharp pain of his teeth on her breasts mixing with the pleasure she had endured all night and her totally submission to him - she felt herself explode. Her arms went around him tightly,
Pulling him into her even as she felt his cock explode deep inside her. As the waves of her orgasm washed over her she felt every pulse and throb of his shaft deep inside her. Every blast of his cum filling her inside making her whimper even through the intensity of her orgasm as she clung to him. Minutes or hours she didn’t know how long it lasted but eventually they found themselves entwined in the centre of the bed. He was beside her, having slipped out as they moved and she could feel his seed slipping from her as they lay together. Her head was on his chest, listening to his heart race as his fingers lazily stroked her back.
Slowly he took her hand from where it was resting and guided it down to his cock. She wrapped her fingers around it, surprised to find that it was still semi-hard even after he had cum twice and she slowly began to stroke it. Nick pulled a pillow down and propped it under his head so he could watch. She slid her fingers back and forth as kept stroking her back. It didn’t take long until he was fully hard again. He slid out from under her and rolled her onto her stomach, lifting her hips he slid a pillow under them so her ass was raised. He reached into the bedside table next to them and pulled out a tube of lube which he liberally smeared across his cock before pushing his fingers slowly into her ass. He worked some lube in there carefully before moving to kneel between her legs, leaning over her and pressing the tip of his cock to her right ring.
He gripped her hair tightly - “Ask Sir to fuck your ass Anna...”
“Please Sir, I want your cock in my ass. Please fuck me.”
She couldn’t believe how turned on she was - she had already had her one big orgasm but she still felt incredibly aroused and as he pulled her hair and gripped her throat she let out a little moan of pleasure feeling his thick cock slowly start to stretch her ass. She had never felt anything as big back there before as he slowly pushed deeper and deeper she whimpered in a mix of pain and pleasure. Thank god he was taking it slowly.
Eventually she felt his hips resting against her ass and knew he was fully embedded inside her. “You have a tight little ass Vixen.” His voice was a whisper in her ear, full of lust and need and arousal. He rocked back and forth slightly shifting his cock inside her making her bite down on the pillow under her. It felt intense and she could feel an orgasm starting to build again. He let go of her hair and throat, reaching over he picked up a collar and slid it around her neck. “Tonight, you are mine Anna, you belong to me.” He fastened it around her throat, a snug fit but not too tight. He took her wrists and fastened them to some cuffs - one to each corner of the headboard. He grabbed her cuffed wrists and pinned them to the bed either side of her head, raising himself up above her he slowly drew his cock back out of her ass before forcefully pushing back in.
His kisses were on her shoulders and neck, biting her ears as he slowly fucked her ass. His thrusts were steady and purposeful... not hard and fast but deliberate strokes in and out of her ass. Every movement seemed to be edging her closer to an anal orgasm. His lips and teeth on her shoulders, neck and ears were driving her wild. The feeling of being pinned and bound helplessly under him excited her beyond words - tonight she truly was his. Her Phantom had taken her, used her for his pleasure but in doing that had driven her wild and given her one of the most intense orgasms of her life. Everything they had done was running through her mind, he had possessed her utterly and now was taking that final hole...
She felt the pace of his thrusting increase now; his hips were slapping against her ass with every thrust of his cock deep into her. She was biting her lip constantly as she felt herself rising to the crest of another orgasm. “Please Sir, lease Phantom... I need to cum. Cum with me please.” He was thrusting hard now; his cock had stretched her open and every thrust slammed deep into her core. She was lost and as he bit down on her neck she screamed her orgasm into the pillow, trying to muffle the sound. As her ass tightened during her climax she heard him groan as he exploded deep inside her once more. His cock was buried in her and his hips jerked back and forth slightly, not fucking her anymore but tiny thrusts every time he came. She felt him collapse on top of her, finally spent. His finger slowly flicked the buckles on the cuffs so her arms were free and he rolled to the side, pulling her with him until they were spooning curled together. Both drifting off into an exhausted slumber.
She woke in the morning to find him still wrapped around her. She tried to moved and realised just how much she ached. It had been a hell of a night. She slipped from his arms and walked into the bathroom. Looking in the mirror she saw the bruise on her breast - perfect and round from the bite mark last night. Just seeing it turned her on and made her remember everything that had happened. She showered quickly and then made her way back in to the room quietly trying to find her clothes.
Remembering that some were probably still in the hallway she was just about to make her escape when an arm snaked around her waist and another slid up to grip her throat gently. “Going somewhere beautiful?” Came the whispers of his voice.
“I need to go to work,” she sighed back as she leaned back into his embrace.
“Are you sure?”
She could hear the smile in his voice as he said it and found herself grinning back even though neither of them could see each other.
“Unfortunately yes, but I’ll see you this week for the final rehearsal – its everyone altogether.”
“Indeed it is, so perhaps you, Chris and I should all go out for a drink afterwards. Just to review what’s going on and make sure we are all ready for that final performance together.”
In her head those words were taking on a whole different meaning, he couldn’t mean what she was thinking surely. She wasn’t sure she was brave enough to look him in the face and ask him. She felt him gently kiss the side of her neck then release her. Grabbing her final items of clothing she let him let her out and head off to work.
Catastrophe
The evening of the final rehearsal was coming around an she felt more nervous that when she had performed in the past. Chris and Nick had been dropping mysterious comments all week and she was certain they each had been talking about her. Neither of them seemed angry or upset but both had indicated they might have plans for her tonight and she just wasn’t sure what was going on. She had taken the day off work and pampered herself, she also had tomorrow off work as well just in case they did all go for drinks like Nick had mentioned.
Hair done, shaven, make up done she made her way round to the theatre, enjoying the warm summer air on her bare legs. The light summer dress she had chosen was easy to get into and out of – officially that was so she could get into and out of her costume quickly tonight although in the back of her mind there were other reasons as well.
Arriving at the theatre she was surprised to see that neither Chris nor Nick were there already. She made her way backstage and stripped out of the dress. Just as she slipped out of it the door opened.
“Don’t turn around.” Nick’s voice had that low lustful sound to it and the command sent shivers down her spine.
Hands slid over her hips, sliding over the thin material of her lace panties and then up to cup her matching bra, they squeezed gently without any of Nick’s usual fierceness.
“Enjoying that my naughty Vixen.” She jumped out of her skin as she realised Nick was now stood next to her and the hands were still on her. She tried to turn around but Nick grabbed a handful of her hair. “Who do you think that is Beautiful?”
“Chris?” She smiled at the moan of pleasure behind her and the feel of his body pressing against hers.
“Oh yes… We have been good friends for a while and we knew what you had done. It’s a good thing neither of us is the jealous type.” Nick walked round in front of her, close… She could feel Chris behind her, his arousal tight against her ass. Nick in front reached to grip her throat and tilted her head up towards him and he kissed her hard. “In fact my little Vixen, we’ve been known to share before…”
Chris’ fingers were rubbing her clit through the panties now, his other hand pinching her nipples – not as hard as Nick had previously but combined with the rubbing and the pinching, Nick’s hand on her throat and his other hand in her hair she could feel her legs going week and her excitement was spiralling out of control. She could feel herself building towards a climax when Nick nodded and she felt them both step away. She practically growled in frustration at them both and Nick’s slightly arrogant but very smug smile said he knew exactly what was going on and that he was in charge. She felt the need burning through her, heard the door go behind her and then Nick kissed her again softly.
“Time for that later my Vixen.” He slipped from the room after Chris leaving her clutching a chair for support and breathing very heavily.
The rehearsal was torture for her! They both knew exactly what they were doing. Every little touch, or word sung softly in her ear, every movement or sneakily whispered comment kept her on the edge the entire rehearsal. She desperately was craving release and she needed one of hem but each time she tried to get one of them to slip away with her they swapped and moved onto another part of the rehearsal. She knew her panties were soaked and she was starting to get worried it would soak into the costume!
Finally, the rehearsal ended and she practically ran back to the dressing room. Once in there she stripped out of her costume and then took off her sodden panties, balling them up and sticking them in her bag. Slipping her dress on she left the room to find them both stood outside smirking in that cheeky way she found frustrating but a turn on at the same time. They were both so different but turned her on at the same time. Nick was dressed in black jeans and a crimson shirt, his dark brown hair and piercing green eyes made her weak at the knees. His whole personality exuded confidence and an ability to command. Chris, blond, blue eyed, dressed in pants and a t-shirt was softer, sweeter but also made her incredibly horny in a different way. With the two of them there together she wasn’t sure how to think or act. Nick obviously sensed this, taking charge he linked his arm with her and led them out into the summer evening air. It was warm and not yet dark and they made there way a few streets over to a bar that had a lovely outdoor terrace with private seating areas.
Nick left her and Chris chatting about the rehearsal (she was desperately trying to get her heart rate and aching pussy under control) as he went to get drinks. He returned a few minutes later and they sat with her between the two of them. Both of them were chatting normally to her but moments later she felt the each place a hand on her thigh under the table and slowly spread her legs. A tiny nod from Nick and Chris’ hand slid up the inside of her thigh until it reached the top of her legs and brushed across her wetness. She knew she must be blushing something terrible as his fingers so gently teased her clit. Nick’s fingers were slowly circling her skin on her thigh and they kept asking her questions with that smirk on their faces again. She could barely concentrate on her drink let alone what they were doing. At some imperceptible signal to her – she was quite distracted – they switched roles with Nick moving to tease her whilst Chris stroked her leg.
As they finished their first drinks Chris went to get another round and as she left she turned to Nick desperate for some release and in the quietness of their booth he grabbed her by the throat pinning her against the back of the booth and kissed her passionately. His lips were on hers desperately. She reached down to find his cock, it was pressing against the insides of his jeans, hard as a rock and straining against the material. She rubbed it briefly before Nick grabbed her hands and pinned them against the wall. With one hand holding her wrists and one on her throat she was so ready to climax there on the spot. She rubbed her thighs together trying to get enough pressure to orgasm but just not quite able to get there yet.
As footsteps approached she felt Nick release the grip on her throat but he held both of her hands above her head still. Chris slid into the seat next to her and moved to take over kissing her whilst Nick held her pinned. She moaned loudly into Chris’ mouth as Nick held her helpless whilst her other lover kissed her with a softer version of the same passion. Chris’ hands roamed her body, everywhere apart from where she was desperate to be touched. Her frustration was palatable now as she bucked her body up against them.
“No getting yourself off Vixen or this all stops right now.”
She let out a little whimper of frustration but as they released her she listened to Nick’s instructions and didn’t immediately seek her release. They held her briefly letting her have a drink and calm down from the brink for a moment. She found that she practically downed her drink out of nerves, frustration, desire, excitement – it was all running through her head at a million miles an hour.
Nick and Chris finished their drinks then helped her to her feet – her legs were shaking now from the adrenalin rushing through her. Nick’s house was just around the corner and with her state of arousal it felt like seconds until they were there at the house. Nick opening whilst Chris strokes his hands under her dress and over her bare ass. Once inside she moved towards them but Nick’s commanding voice stopped her.
“Bra and dress on that table over there Vixen. Keep the heels for now.”
Seeing the look in both their eyes made her strip instantly, no questions, no thoughts. The lust, the desire and passion evident there made where insides flip at the thought of what was to come. The dress was over her head and her hands fumbled at the bra catch as she was too turned on. Chris walked over and quickly flicked the clasp letting it fall into her hands. Naked now apart from the heels she stood before them. Nick walked up to her and grabbed her by the throat pinning her to the wall again like the previous week.
She closed her eyes and submitted herself willingly as his lips found hers. His hand was tight around her throat and his other hand was on her breasts – pinching, twisting and teasing making her gasp into his kisses. Suddenly she was aware of her legs being pushed open and then kisses on the insides of her thighs. This was driving her wild now – she couldn’t focus on just one place. Kisses on her lips, hands on her throat and breasts, fingers squeezing her ass as a tongue greedily licked at her clit. She whimpered and came. The two of them held her shaking body pinned in place against the wall – their toy - helpless to do anything except cum for them.
In moments she had been hoisted up and thrown over Nick’s shoulder, he carried her through to the bedroom and threw her down onto the bed. The impact knocked the breath from her and her eyes went wide looking over at the door where the two men were stripping out of their clothes. Although she had seen both of them naked before watching them both strip, never taking their eyes off her made her burn with desire.
“Play with yourself for us Vixen.”
She slid a hand down between her legs to stroke her clit, teasing it gently to start with before rubbing harder as she saw their very hard cocks spring free, pointing towards her. With one hand she pinched her nipples whilst desperately rubbing her wet pussy. They slid onto the bed either side of her, this time it was Chris kissing her as Nick slid down between her legs. Chris’ kisses were gentle and soft whilst Nick’s teeth grazed her thighs, nipping slightly and teasing bites as he moved to take her clit between his lips and teeth making her whimper into Chris’ mouth. She felt Nick slowly sink two fingers deep inside her wet hole and moaned into Chris’ mouth again. She didn’t know what she said, she couldn’t think but the next thing she knew she was on all fours with Chris sat against the headboard and his cock in her mouth as Nick slowly thrust deep inside her from behind.
She tried to brace herself on Chris’ legs but every thrust of Nick’s cock into her soaked pussy shoved her forwards forcing more of Chris’ cock into her mouth and throat. She did her best to control what was going on but soon gave up as Chris rose to his knees and started to fuck her face. The two of them built up a steady rhythm of fucking her back and forth between them. She couldn’t believe how turned on she was at almost being a toy for these two men. The sensations were overwhelming her now and then suddenly they were both gone. She looked up in shock to see Nick kneel in front of her and felt him grab a handful of her hair lifting her head so she made eye contact. She gasped for breath and then felt him force his thick cock into her mouth.
A heartbeat later she felt Chris rubbing his cock against her soaked hole and then pushing inside. He filled her just as completely as Nick had but his fucking was gentler whilst Nick was rougher fuckling her face and throat now. She could feel the need building in both of them as their shafts slammed in and out of her harder and faster now. At some unseen signal she felt Chris slide out from behind her, Nick rolled her onto he back and she saw them both above her, hard cocks gripped in their fists, a couple of strokes later of their hard cocks and she saw them cum start to fly from both of them. Streams of cum from both of them jetted out to cover her face and tits, there was so much with both of them cuming over her and covering her. She lay there and took it, so close to her own orgasm again but right on the edge.
It felt like forever that they both were covering her although she knew in reality it was only a few minutes. She lay there panting as the two of them lent against the bed beside her. She heard Nick murmuring to Chris and watched as Nick slipped from the room. Chris helped her up and into the shower where he helped her wash and clean all the cum off herself before he towelled her dry and walked her back to the bed which was stripped and there were bottles of water and some snacks beside the bed. She grabbed a handful and a bottle of water suddenly realising how thirsty she was after the last hour or so.
She gulped some down then felt their hands on her again guiding her onto the bed. They lay either side of her again and she felt them both take a hand each and guide it to their cocks. She closed her eyes and lay there imagining them for a minute as she slowly stroked both. She could feel them in her hands, the same in so many ways but also unique. They grew harder and harder in their hands, lengthening, filling out until she could feel how hard they were. She could hear their breathing either side of her change as they grew more and more turned on in her grip. Slowly she opened her eyes to see them both looking at her fingers wrapped around their shafts. The look of pleasure on their face sent a twinge through her still aching pussy. Nick took her hand off his cock and guided her to turn over, Chris spread his legs and Nick helped her slowly mount Chris so she was looking down at him. Gripping his cock she guided it into her waiting pussy, groaning in pleasure as she slowly slid down it. She began to ride Chris slowly, enjoying the power she had over him and the look on his face every time as she bottomed out on him.
Movement to her left caught her eyes and she looked up to see Nick with the bottle of lube slowly spreading it over his shaft and her eyes widened as she realised what he intended. She lent forwards, kissing Chris hard as she felt Nick slide onto the bed behind her and between Chris’ legs. She felt the cool lube pressed against her tight little ass and slowly his fingers penetrated her, gently but persistently rubbing in the lube, spreading it inside her, stretching her slowly so she was ready. She kept rocking back and forth on Chris’ cock whilst all this was happening but froze as she felt Nick’s thick cock press against her ass. As he slowly pushed into her ass she tensed up against Chris but as he took her chin and pulled her in for a kiss she slowly relaxed and Nick inched his cock deeper and deeper into her ass. She had never felt this full in her life. Chris’ thick cock in her pussy and Nick’s hard shaft stretching her ass. She whimpered into Chris’ mouth now as they slowly started to rock back and forth together inside her.
Her mind had gone blank now as she lost herself in the sensations of being fucked in her ass and pussy at the same time. The began slowly but soon began to build up their movements until they were both fucking her slowly. Sandwiched between them she had never felt so helpless or turned on. Over and over they filled her, Nick reaching round to grip her throat and hair as Chris kept his hands on her hips urging her on. She belonged to both of them and their movements became harder and more frantic. She could feel her own orgasm rapidly approaching now and leg go. Hearing Nick breathing harshly behind her with every thrust and seeing Chris’ face below her and the pleasure on it sent her over the edge. She came. Harder than she had ever come in her life. She may have briefly lost track of where she was and who she was as the most intense orgasm of her life ripped through her. She felt every muscle tense and shake throughout her entire body as she screamed her climax out to the room. The intensity of her climax set them both of, she felt them shove as deep inside her orgasming body as they could and release their seed into her. She felt every throb and pulse of their cock’s buried so far inside her, every blast of their cum filling her insides. Stars filled her vision as she collapsed down on top of Chris. She couldn’t stop shaking and trembling as her orgasm continued to wrack her body.
Finally, all three were spent. Nick slid backwards pulling her with him so she slid off Chris. He then let her slide forwards onto the bed until she collapsed down into a quivering heap on the pillows. Chris slowly (and shakily) slid from the bed next to her as Nick grabbed the quilt and covered her up. She fell asleep but it was morning when she became aware that Nick was sat next to her with breakfast shaking her shoulder softly and an unusually gentle expression on his face.
“Here you go Vixen. Chris has gone to work. We have a lot to talk about.”
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