Mountain Men II: Primal Hunger by Mandy Monroe Page A

completely supported
and suspended by these two men.
    Gavin’s hand snaked around and
began plucking her nipples making her arch into his hand as she
simultaneously worked her hips against Bain’s mouth. She caught her
reflection and glimpses of the look in both men’s eyes. There was
no calculating coldness in their eyes like she had seen in men who
just used the fat girl for sex. There was just open admiration and
desire.
    She felt the armor around her heart
cracking with an even greater force but promised herself she
wouldn’t let it be too serious.
    Maura lost all train of thought as
Bain brought her to yet another screaming orgasm. Her hips worked
herself against his face and her toes curled where they were thrown
on his back. Her back arched further encouraging Gavin to prolong
her climax plucking her nipples.
    Gavin reached up and unhooked her
wrists from the pulley straps but continued to support her. Bain
lay of the ground and Gavin helped lower her to straddled him,
facing the mirror. She rubbed her wet sheath against his thickness
wondering briefly how she would take in that girth, but remembered
that Gavin had fit, so would he.
    Maura lifted herself and sunk down
seating him deeply within her waiting pussy. He cried out and she
thought she may have hurt him. She lifted herself to check when he
gripped her hips and thrust his hips upward into her. It was all
the confirmation she needed. Maura began to ride him in earnest,
sliding up and almost off of him before lowering and impaling him
deeply again.
    His hands came up to cup her
breasts when she met Gavin’s gaze in the mirror. He grinned at her
knowingly and gestured towards the mirror.
    “ What do you see now?”
    Maura looked once again in the
mirror and didn’t immediately recognize herself. Her hair was fell
around her hair in a wild, tousled mess. Her lips were swollen and
full from their lovemaking and her body was flush with arousal. She
looked like a pagan warrioress mounted naked atop a man, eyes
bright and breasts pink from passion. She saw the look of
appreciation and desire in Gavin’s eyes and immediately looked to
Bain.
    He looked the same. They truly saw
her. She felt a huge weight fly from her chest and she didn’t feel
crushing unworthiness, she felt precious and desired. She cupped
Bain’s face and kissed him fiercely. After a moment she lifted her
head and crooked a finger to Gavin. He walked to her and bent over
to kiss her, their tongues entwined and dueled in a playful game of
passion.
    When he finally rose to stand again
she reached out and softly grasped his shaft. Using it like a
divining rod, she guided him towards her mouth. Gavin had much the
same scent but a vastly different flavor all his own. She played
her tongue around the head while continuing to slide up and down
Bain’s hard length, his hands guiding her hips.
    She let her lips slide around the
shaft synchronized first lowering herself onto Bain, pulling her
mouth to the tip of Gavin’s cock. Then rising to suck him down to
the base, lifting off Bain, and repeating.
    She felt full, not just because she
was being pleasantly stuffed at both ends, but because she felt
less empty. She felt finally beautiful and these men made her see
it. Maura let herself fall into an abyss of sensation reveling in
feeling full in her pussy and the intoxicating flavor of the cock
in her mouth. She increased her fervor, her suction, and her
urgency. Both men cried out at the same time. She felt the warm
wash over her that surged a final wet swell into her nether lips
and pitched her forward into climax.
    She clenched and moaned deeply, her
throat constricting around Gavin and sending him reeling into a
spiral of pleasure himself. She was cresting another orgasm when
Bain shouted and released with her. Her tremors of orgasmic
aftermath milked every drop from him as surely as her mouth had
Gavin.
    She collapsed atop Bain and Gavin
lay beside, stroking her back. When she got drowsy again her