He nodded with a gracious dip of his head. The tension was leaving his body and he had a small, amused smile on his face.
“Then this is what I propose.” Juliet took a deep breath. “Robert and I will marry, but–” And here, she turned to Peter, her eyes warm and bright with love and assurance. “Peter and I will be married in our hearts. We can all live together in the Dower House here until the day that Robert will inherit, and we can decide then what next to do.”
“Are you sure, my sweet?” Peter said. “I must admit it would solve our problems quite nicely.”
“Yes,” said Juliet resolutely. Here she turned her sharp gaze on Robert. “My only hesitation is you, Robert.”
He gave her an innocent smile. “But why, Juliet? I am finding this plan of yours quite intriguing. Will we all share a bed as well as the house?”
Juliet cleared her throat and reddened. “I am not… averse to that possibility.”
Peter had had an inkling of this following her close questioning of him yesterday about his activities with Robert in the past. She had gotten so inflamed by that conversation that she had begged to suck on his cock afterwards and they were very nearly late to dinner because of it.
Robert’s eyes lit up at Juliet’s response. “Indeed! Then I see no reason for my objection to this ingenious plan of yours. And you would not mind sharing your lover with me?”
Face flushed, Juliet shook her head. “Actually, I was rather hoping for a demonstration of what two men can achieve together. Would you be so obliging?” She bit her lip and gestured vaguely, a worried frown marring her alabaster brow.
“My sweet, I would never deny you anything you asked,” Peter said with a grin. “But to thank you for coming up with such a brilliant solution to our problems, perhaps Robert and I should show you some appreciation first?” He looked to Robert, who was sporting a bulge in his breeches as large as his own. His mouth watered slightly at the thought of seeing that magnificent cock again after so many years. His ass also twitched in memory of taking that monster into him, and he hardened even more.
Robert had his own cat-caught-the-cream smile. “It seems only fair,” he said, crawling over to Juliet with his panther-like grace.
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In very short order, all three had stripped off their clothing, and Juliet lay on her back, sandwiched between the two men. They each had one of her nipples in their mouths, licking and sucking, and they were grinding their dripping, hard cocks on her thighs. When Robert had unbuttoned his breeches, letting his enormous member spring forward, Juliet had let out a cry of amazement. It was humongous, jutting out in front of him, long and thick, solid and unyielding.
Peter had smiled knowingly and winked at her. “Ah yes. My memory had not deceived me after all this time. It is just as impressive as I remembered.”
Now it was pressed into her leg and Juliet reached out a cautious hand, feeling along its heavy girth and weight.
Robert smirked at her expression. “Don’t worry, love. I promise it won’t hurt you.” He leaned down and kissed her for the first time. It was a possessive, deep kiss, and she wound her arms around his neck, getting lost in the sensual and novel feel of his lips against hers. Suddenly, she felt Peter push her thighs apart and she moaned at the delectable sensation of his mouth on her pussy.
The kiss went on as Peter expertly lapped at her wet cunt, finding her engorged clit with ease and sucking on it, then alternating with thrusts of his tongue inside her. He kept one hand on her right nipple, pinching and rolling it between his fingers, just as Robert was doing with her left breast. Robert continued to plunge his tongue into her mouth and she sucked on it, letting out another muffled moan as Peter slid a finger into her tight depths. The feel of two pairs of hands, two mouths on her was overwhelming. She felt like she was drowning, especially because Robert had her locked in an unending, dominating kiss.
After opening up her channel for a minute, Peter began thrusting two fingers into her pussy, feverishly sucking at her clit at the same time. He rubbed against that inner spot that always sent bolts of lightning down her spine, and suddenly, Juliet flew off the precipice and came, screaming into Robert’s mouth, shuddering and squirming on the blanket. Robert finally withdrew from the kiss to look down at Peter and she gulped in air, knowing what was coming next.
“Yes, Jules, you know what I want,” Peter said, continuing to thrust hard with his fingers, crooking them into her before returning his attention to her sensitive bud of desire, circling it with firm strokes of his tongue.
“Ahhh!” Juliet screamed again, this time unmuffled and echoing through the trees, as another blinding orgasm tore through her, her pussy letting out a gush of fluid that sprayed onto Peter’s questing tongue and fingers as he moaned, his hips humping into the blanket below.
Robert’s hand tightened on her breast convulsively. “My God, that’s a beautiful sight.” Juliet shivered at the blatant appreciation in his voice, her toes pointing, back arching, quivering in the throes of unrelenting pleasure.
When the orgasm finally ebbed, Peter rose to his knees and grinned as he wiped his face with the back of his hand. He leant forward to give the panting Juliet a quick kiss before he propped her limp body up on some pillows. “I want you to have a good view, darling. After all, I want you to be ready again for me soon. I think it’s time I take your innocence, don’t you?”
“What, you mean to say you haven’t yet?” Robert asked incredulously. He stood up as Peter gestured for him to do so.
Peter shrugged, on his knees in front of Robert, that huge, straining prick pointing straight at him. He licked his lips. “Now that our unconventional marriage has been settled, I see no reason to wait any longer.” Then, without preamble, he attacked Robert’s cock hungrily.
Juliet was well-sated, laying limply on the pillows behind her, but a new flare of lust ignited as she watched the two masculine bodies before her. Their muscles strained and gleamed and she smiled, admitting to herself that although she hadn’t felt lucky a few months ago, whiling away the dreary winter hours with no bright hope of a future, she indeed felt very fortunate now. The two young stallions were magnificent to watch, Peter’s obvious relish and expertise on display as he sucked and licked Robert’s massive shaft.
“Did you miss this cock, Peter? It certainly missed you.” Robert ran his hands lovingly through Peter’s golden locks. “Mm yes,” he hissed as Peter moved down to bathe his balls with his tongue. “You are such a good little cocksucker.”
Juliet moaned at his words and she ran her hands over her body as she gazed at them, her fingers pinching her nipples before traveling down to her needy cunt. She rubbed through her folds and found her clit, already aching to be touched again.
Robert noticed her movements. “Fuck, Peter. Look at that little minx, playing with herself already. Two orgasms weren’t enough, I see.”
Peter popped off Robert’s member, stroking it as they watched Juliet’s lithe body trembling in pleasure in the dappled light coming through the canopy of leaves above them. “She’s bloody insatiable,” he said, with a touch of pride. “In fact, I can’t help wondering if she came up with this ingenious plan because one man wasn’t enough to satisfy her.” He winked at Juliet to show her he was teasing, and a wash of color suffused her cheeks. There was, after all, a kernel of truth in his words and she felt slightly wicked in her greed.
“Come here and put that mouth to use,” Robert said, and she crawled forward to kneel beside Peter. They shared the enormous cock between them, sucking and licking the shaft and balls. Juliet found she liked rolling the spongy orbs in her mouth, watching Robert’s chest hitch in response. She and Peter shared kisses sometimes, although Robert would impatiently order them to get back to work. They obeyed with mischievous looks and chuckles, teasing their new lover until he was shuddering with pleasure.
“Swirl your tongue around the head, Jules, yes, just like that,” he panted. “Oh fuck, I’m close! Who wants it?”
“May I, Jules?” said Peter, ever the gentleman. She nodded encouragingly and he wrapped his full lips around Robert’s cock. Juliet watched his cheeks hollow above his strong jawline as he sucked deeply and twisted his hand around the base of the heavy erection.
Juliet reached up to fondle Robert’s dangling balls and he groaned, his hips beginning to thrust. “Fuck yes!” he cried out, his movements jerky as he came hard. Peter’s throat worked, swallowing down his seed, some of it leaking out the side of his mouth. Juliet leaned forward and licked it up off his chin, savoring the salty taste and the bristly feel of his stubble. She worked with Peter to lick up all the cum from the deflating cock and finally Robert stepped away. “Enough, enough,” he said, sitting back down on the blanket. “I need to catch my breath!”
Peter turned to look at Juliet and they fell into an embrace as his promise from earlier rang through her mind. “Are you ready, my sweet?” he asked between scorching kisses, leaning her back against the pillows again. He was braced on his elbows above her and he snuck a hand between them to find her dripping wet. “Oh yes, that’s my insatiable little slut. You are definitely ready.”
Juliet shivered. She loved it when he called her a slut, and by the way Robert’s eyes lit up, she could tell he liked it too. He was sitting close to them, his huge rod already at half mast again as he watched avidly. Juliet couldn’t quite believe she was about to lose her virginity in front of him, even if he was her betrothed. She still felt a thrilling sense of unknown with him, and it heightened all of her senses to have him so near, his watchful gaze trained on her.
Peter rose up and spread Juliet’s white thighs apart with his hands, holding them wide and exposing her pretty pink pussy. He grasped himself and ran his swollen cockhead through her slippery lips, smacking it down several times on her clit and making her jump and moan. “Please, Peter, please! I need it!” she begged, shifting restlessly, wanting to sate that yawning emptiness inside of her. He notched himself at her entrance and pushed in slightly. Suddenly, Robert was there too with his fingers, rubbing her engorged nub. Her jaw dropped open as Peter slowly slid in an inch. A haze of bliss overtook her and she gasped as she felt her channel slowly open up to the iron length of Peter’s cock. “Deeper, please!” she whispered through numb lips and Peter groaned, sinking in inch by inch until he was completely seated between her trembling thighs.
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