Corralling the Stones, Part 1: The Chase (MFM)
Liebling, Texas 3

Excerpt

Jackson dipped his face back down to her warm cunt, fragrant and glistening with her pussy juices. He had been thinking about eating her cunt since even before the moment his finger ran along her wet pussy lips. But once he had that small taste of her from the tip of his finger, he had hungered for her like a beast, could think of nothing but her sweetness lingering on his tongue. He could imagine himself bottling her juices and getting drunk from her fine elixir, becoming an addict, and it would be an addiction from which there would be no recovery. He feared he had already become an addict for life, and now that he was trapped between her creamy thighs consuming her pussy, there would be no way of turning back.

Using his thumbs, he spread her pussy lips farther, allowing his tongue better access to her throbbing hole. He fucked his tongue inside her, not even bothering to be gentle. He instinctively knew Lily didn’t need any working up, even if she hadn’t been masturbating before they got there. When she was ready, she was ready, and there was no need to pussyfoot around.

He couldn’t wait to pound into that tight little cunt of hers, but that would wait. There was someone else who wanted it more than he did. No, that wasn’t quite accurate. Who could say whether he or Ethan wanted her more, but there wasn’t a doubt in his mind that Ethan needed it, needed her. Jackson knew he would just have to be satisfied with having his tongue inside her tasty morsel. His cock would have to wait to enter that little piece of heaven.

He grabbed the round, firm globe of her ass cheek and slipped his thick middle finger from his other hand inside her weeping cunt. He could feel her pussy walls gripping his finger the way he imagined she would his cock. But again, that would have to wait.

As he massaged her ass, he grazed the puckered hole of her rectum. She jerked away, but the groan that came afterward told him she wouldn’t mind a little more attention to that secret spot. Jackson decided to build up to that, not for her, but for him. He wanted to enjoy and savor every second before taking her there and plundering her darkness.

As he twirled her pearl around his tongue, sending her into fits of rapture, her cream dripped into his hungry mouth. She tasted warmer, sweeter, better than he could have ever imagined. Pushing his tongue deep within her, Jackson began to feel the telltale pulses of her vaginal walls, declaring her impending climax.

He doubled up his efforts, working her clit with one thumb, while massaging her asshole with his other hand. Lily, just like the flower she’d been named after, bloomed right before his eyes. Her legs bucked, her arms flailed, her toes curled, and the noises that came out of her mouth were damn near animalistic. If she had been any other girl, this would’ve been the moment when he plunged his cock inside her to catch the last flutterings of her orgasm before giving her another one with his dick alone. But she wasn’t any other girl. This was Lily Chisholm, and despite how completely enthralling it was to be bathed in the luscious aroma of her pussy, trapped by the tight grip of her thighs, he could not help but think about his other half.

Jackson used all his strength to tear his mouth away from the exquisite delicacy that was Lily’s pussy. He stood and, clearing his throat, casually stepped away. “Well, I think we can all safely say that my work as a research assistant is done here. This swing is just fine for pussy eating, and I will certainly make a note of that in my report.” He grinned. Lily’s mouth hung open, and it was likely she’d just never closed it again after he’d made her scream from pleasure.

“What report?” Lily looked baffled, making Jackson both proud and disappointed that her orgasm-induced haze had prevented her from understanding his plan. “I don’t think we’re done yet. I don’t—”

Jackson held up his hand, silencing her. “Oh, no, we’re done. With the pussy eating part, that is. Of course,” Jackson picked up the box that the swing had come in, “this is a sex swing, so that encompasses all types of fornication.” He rubbed his chin with his thumb and forefinger as if studying the ad copy on the package like an erudite archeologist examining an ancient artifact.

Lily sat up, as best she could considering she was suspended in the air, and displayed her pearly whites in a cheery smile. “Yes! That is absolutely true, Jackson.” She pulled her expression into a serious frown. “We need to fully test out all of the swing’s capabilities…for the sake of our clients, of course.”

Ethan stood back, arms folded across his chest. “I think you two have lost your damn minds, playing this stupid game. Do you think I’m such an idiot that I don’t know what you’re doing?”

Jackson ran his hand through his hair and blew out all the air in his lungs. “We’re not doing anything, Ethan, in case you haven’t noticed. Thanks to you.”

“Don’t make me out to be the bad guy here, okay? I expect this childishness from you, Jackson, but Lily?” Ethan spun Lily around to face him, and Jackson didn’t miss the way her eyes zeroed in on Ethan’s cock, still hard as a rock despite the sudden damper he’d put on their evening. “I don’t even know what’s going on with you anymore.”

Mouth agape, Lily seemed to struggle before finding her voice. “Well, I could say the same for you, Ethan Stone. What happened to the infamous Stone twins I’ve heard so much about all my life? I’ve never heard tell of you two ever turning away any of the women in this town who needed a good fuck, so why me?”

That seemed to take his twin off guard. Ethan just stood there, simmering.

“Well? Answer me!” Lily yelled. “Why me?”

“Because I care about you, damn it!”

“So what?” Lily looked to Jackson, who could only shrug, and then back to Ethan. “What difference does it make?”

Ethan’s eyes widened, clearly offended by Lily’s comment. He opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out.

Lily grew silent as well, and she fiddled with her hair, pulling it over her shoulder and twisting it into a braid. She looked up at his twin, her blue-black eyes doe-like and her raspberry lips in a childlike pout. “For fuck’s sake, Ethan,” she said in nearly a whisper. “Stop being a nice guy and just fuck me.”