And that’s what Tim and I did now. The pleasure and the tastes of the cock in my mouth, more or less matched by the warm mouth and the soft, talented hands that were working me so skillfully. Also, maybe the finger that was probing into my bum.
And then the feel of something on my hip. I opened my eyes enough to see Tanya’s slender arm, stretched over Tim and resting on my hip. Not sexual. More like fond. I turned my head a little more, and I could see that T was kneeling on the bed and had hands on both Tim and me, and the strange thought hit me: it was almost like a benediction — like she was bestowing a blessing on the two of us.
And that’s when I understood what she meant when she said that watching the two of us, together, was “sweet.” In her isolated world, the chance to see two people lovin’ on each other must, indeed be a wonderful thing.
Secure in the comfort of T’s “blessing,” I settled in to bring Tim pleasure, and to enjoy the pleasure that he was bringing to me, and after all our preparation I was able to relax and release all my sperm that I’d built up into Tim’s waiting, thirsty throat, followed soon by his warm, creamy gift to me.
* * * * *
After that, Tim and I lay there catching our breaths and “enjoying the moment,” and Tanya put her arms around both of us and held us to her. Really, it was more like she was holding herself to us.
After a few minutes, Tanya got up and got three beers from the fridge and brought them over. We all propped ourselves so we were sitting up against the head of the bed when Tim smiled a kind of smart-ass smile, “So, T — would you like to be two guys’ fuck toy for a couple of days?”
She didn’t say anything at first, just kind of looked down and away, so this time I asked her, “How about it, T — would you like to be Tim’s and my fuck toy for the weekend?”
She still wouldn’t look at us, but she finally said something, almost under her breath.
“Yuh.”
Tim and I looked at each other and smiled.
“So, you know what that means, right — being our fuck toy?”
“Yuh.”
“What does it mean?”
“I guess, it means you can do stuff to me…?”
“What kinds of ‘stuff’ can we do to you, T?”
She waited for a moment, but she already knew the answer. “Anything.” No question this time.
“And T — when can we do things to you?”
That caused her to stop — she obviously hadn’t thought about this part of being a fuck toy. She finally answered, but so softly that neither of us could hear, so I asked again, “When can we do these things, Tanya?”
This time we could hear her whispered response. “Anytime?”
“That’s right, T, Tim and I can do anything, or ask — tell you — to do anything — anything at all. And we can do it anytime — anytime we want to. Anything we want, whenever we want to do it. Right, T?”
Still looking down. “Yuh.”
But there was still one more thing I had to find out.
“T? How do you feel about that, T?”
“Yuh.”
“‘Yuh,’ what?”
“I’d like that.”
I looked at Tim. He seemed to understand where I was going with this.
“Now?”
“Huh?”
“Do you want to start being our fuck toy now, Tanya?”
She hesitated for just a second, just long enough to process what I was saying.
“Yuh.”
“OK. Get down on your knees and open our pants.”
She didn’t say anything. Instead, she just kneeled down right in front of the two of us and started sucking our cocks. The afternoon ended late, with me fucking T’s tight little cunt while Tim, his hand in between our bodies, fingered her clit ’til she must have had five orgasms, the last one at exactly the instant I finally dumped my load into her stretched-out pussy.
But we didn’t pause to rest. After all, fuck toys aren’t entitled to any ‘rests.’ I quickly scooted to the head of the bed and rolled over and Tim pushed her face down to my cock — the dripping cock that was in her cunt just a minute ago. Tim roughly grasped her hips and lifted her to her knees and began working two greasy fingers into her asshole. Tanya groaned, at the knowledge of what she knew was going to happen soon — but also, with anticipation of what was coming.
Despite the sudden nature of our transition, and Tim’s abrupt digital invasion of her rectum, his actual entrance was not as brutal as it might have been. Instead, from my vantage — looking across Tanya’s back and over her butt cheeks — I watched Tim slide his heavily lubed cock up and down between T’s slim ass cheeks, with long strokes across her puckered little bumhole, and T moving her butt in response, trying to increase the contact with Tim’s slick cock.
In her position Tanya wasn’t able to do much with my cock, so I held her head steady and humped my cock into her mouth. While I was humping her mouth like this, I watched Tim finally stop his up-and-down sliding and place the head of his cock squarely at the entrance to her ass and start to press. Now, if we were really treating T like a fuck toy, Tim would just ram his cock into our fuck toy’s ass in a single stroke, and her pleasure or comfort — or pain — wouldn’t matter.
But this was T, and it was her first experience being a fuck toy, so Tim wasn’t going to use his “owner’s prerogative” with his toy. Instead, he worked his cock inside the tight ring of her anus, then paused to let her get used to the invasion which, however carefully done, can hurt — a lot. Tanya, bless her heart, toughed it out. She squeaked, and I saw her hips flinch, but she didn’t try to get away.
A good thing, because it meant that Tim wasn’t trying to hit a squirming, moving target. Instead, he was able to enter Tanya’s inviting asshole steadily, and in three tries he was all the way inside her ass, and once he was in he began a steady in-and-out, and I could just imagine what her tight anus and her silken ass felt like on Tim’s engorged cock.
Also, I knew it wasn’t going to be long before it was my cock that would be feeling those divine sensations.
I had to taunt T. “Do you like it, T? Being our sex toy? Is it like you thought it would be? Did you think the first thing Tim would do would be raping your ass?”
I was surprised when she seemed to try to answer. I relaxed my hold on her head so she could talk — sort of. I heard something that sounded like “Yunhh!”
“What, T — how about it — did you think you’d be doing this, so quick?”
“Yuh,” she grunted.
“Yuh what?”
“Yuh — I wanted it. This is what I was hopin’ you’d do.”
And when Tim heard her, heard that she was actually “hopin'” that he would be doing this, raping her ass only hours after she’d kissed her Grandpa goodbye, he couldn’t hold it any more — and knew that he didn’t have to. He lunged against her so hard her slim body lurched. “Take it in your ass, you little whore!”
He groaned, then he lunged, one — two — three times into her ass, and I knew he’d deposited a huge load of jizz deep inside her young-girl asshole.
As exciting as this session was — and trust me, it was really exciting! — my cock didn’t get off from it. Tanya really didn’t have much room to work her mouth or her hands, and besides, I’m not sure she’s experienced enough yet to get a guy off that way.