“Only if you want it to be.” Scotty sounded way too serious.
I gazed at them both. “I want us all to want it, even Mickey, if he ever shows up in this bedroom tonight.”
“Then let’s peel that towel off and have some fun.” Colt pushed himself up and leaned on his hand.
“Be my guest,” I told them, lying still between them.
Colt slowly opened the towel, as if he were opening a delicate package and he didn’t want anything to break. It only added to the heat that was already building in my core.
“You know, we don’t have to use condoms. I’m on the pill and have been ever since I stopped nursing Darci three months ago.”
“Darlin,’ you just made my whole year.” And with those words, the towel came completely off, and dropped to the floor.
“I don’t think I’ve ever done it without a condom. I have no idea how I’ll react to the sensations,” Scotty said.
“Well, let’s find out.” I rolled up over him and straddled his body.
Colt just stared at us, grinning. “I’m going to like watching this.” Then he ran a finger down my leg, giving me a shiver.
I sat up for a moment, as Scotty ran his hands up and down my thighs. “I love this view.”
Grabbing hold of his incredibly hard, thick cock, I slid it over my wet pussy, and found my entrance. Then I began to empale myself on him.
He reached down and grabbed my hips to slow the momentum. “Move back up for a moment. I want to watch this.”
I did what he asked, as his gaze settled between my legs. “Fuck, but that’s nice.”
Colt leaned in closer and watched as I slowly took Scotty inside my body, until my skin slapped against his. He completely filled me, and I moaned with the thrill of it as I ran my hands over his muscled, hard chest. The heat of the moment engulfing me in a bright flame I could actually see when I closed my eyes.
“Really nice,” Colt said, watching, then he crawled down on the bed, and watched from the backside, rubbing my back until I leaned forward, holding myself up with my hands, while Colt ran his hands over my ass. “Now that’s something to see.”
He kept playing with my ass and pressing his fingers on my back door. “You ever consider having both of us at once?” Colt asked. He spit on his fingers, then pressed into me, sending even more heat to my core. “I have some lube if you’re willing to give it a try. I won’t do anything that hurts. We can try it and if you don’t like it, I’ll stop.”
I didn’t know how to tell him that having two dicks in me at once was one of my fantasies when I pleasured myself.
I stopped rocking on Scotty’s dick and decided to be honest. Now or never kind of a thing. “Lately, I’ve been more in tune with both my lady parts as well as my, um, back door. Let’s try it.”
And I didn’t even hesitate. Instead, I pressed down on Colt’s lubed finger as soon as he went near my ass, eager to feel them both inside me at the same time.
They both growled or moaned or maybe even yelled once they knew this thing was going to happen.
Colt moved my body into position, and in what seemed like a few moments later, he was plunging into me from behind, while Scotty drilled into my pussy. I felt so full and so loved that I couldn’t help the tears that filled my eyes. And when we all rocked in unison, their fingers squeezing down on my hips and ass, I knew I’d found heaven with these two beautiful men.
I couldn’t stop the freight train of emotions that shattered every part of me. I hadn’t even come back down to earth when Scotty let loose inside me and not a moment later, I felt Colt go off, while all three of us groaned out and shuddered through what had to be the best orgasm any of us had had in way too long.
“CindyLou… fuck…” Scotty roared.
“Ah, fucking hell,” Colt sighed, as I savored every moment. The rush of pleasure was so intense, I could hardly take a deep breath and when Colt slipped out of me, and I slid off Scotty, we were all breathing so hard, that I didn’t know if we would ever catch our breaths again.
ABOUT A HALF hour later, I woke up lying on my back, with both Scotty and Colt, on their sides, facing me, softly snoring. We’d already cleaned up right after sex, and I’d put on a cropped top and sleeping shorts. Both Colt and Scotty had pulled on their boxers. Something I told them they’d have to get used to doing if we were going to all live with a baby in the house.
I slid out of the bed and went looking for Mickey. I figured he must have left, but I wanted to be sure.
When I found him sitting in Darci’s room, on the floor, his back resting on the crib and looking through the stack of photo albums I’d made for her, it took me by complete surprise.
“You’re still here,” I whispered.
And as soon as he gazed up at me, I could tell he’d been crying.