Read Reynaldo Makes Three Online
Authors: Ella Vines
Tags: #Literature & Fiction, #Erotica, #Romance, #Paranormal
“Just relax, baby. Here, Rey.” John handed him the lube.
Reynaldo was achingly hard again, even after the wild night at the club. The thought of penetrating Lorna’s hole was driving him wild. It wasn’t something he did with every woman—not even most women, and that made it all the more exciting, and he had to admit, special. He was linked with these two in a committed way, and that was a natural aphrodisiac.
He put a good amount of lube on his fingers. It was the warming kind, so that would make it easier not to make Lorna uncomfortable. He reached down and massaged it slowly into her sweet hole. It felt so tight. Lorna moaned and moved against his fingers.
“Just a minute, baby. I’m gonna give you what you want.”
He began kissing her neck again, sucking her earlobe until she writhed against him, pressing her ass against his throbbing cock. He could see John licking her breasts and pressing against her with his cock.
“Okay, baby. Get ready.”
He put a little more lube on his finger and slowly inserted one finger into her tight, hot hole.
“Ohhh, Rey. Oh, my God. That feels amazing.”
He felt gratified by her praise, and he wanted to take her right then, but he held himself back. He saw John go under the covers and knew he was licking Lorna’s clit.
Reynaldo kept his finger inside her and then inserted another. Lorna bucked against him, John having brought her to her first orgasm.
“Oh, wow. Oh, my God...” Lorna sounded helpless against the licking and teasing she was getting.
“I’m gonna give it you now, baby, and then John’s gonna join the party.”
“Yeah, give it to me.” Lorna whispered and pushed against his
cock. He lubed it up and groaned at the feeling of the slick lube and the thought of the tight space he was going to put it in soon.
He gently nudged her opening with the tip of his cock. She wiggled back against him as John worked on her front side. Reynaldo wanted to push his cock in and take her right then, but he knew he needed to go slowly. Her enjoyment was the most important thing. He wanted her to like it so much she wanted it again.
“How does that feel, baby?” he whispered in her ear as he kissed her neck, the tip of his rod still buried in her.
“Feels good. I need some more of it.”
He obliged her by opening her hole wider with his hands and sinking his cock a few more inches in. Lorna moaned, and his member throbbed. He wondered how much longer he could stand moving this slowly.
Lorna was trembling, and Reynaldo could feel her orgasm building due to John’s attentions and his cock in her ass. When she started bucking and coming, he shoved his cock in deeply.
She cried out in ecstasy. “Umm, that feels amazing, Rey. Don’t stop.”
He took that as a signal to put a little more lube on the base of his penis. Slowly, he pulled out and slid back in to her tight crack. He moaned with pleasure.
John looked over Lorna at him. “You guys ready?”
“Hell yes,” Lorna said, moaning as Rey slid out of her again.
John slowly entered her pussy, and she moaned. He pulled out, and Rey spread her cheeks wide and entered her tight hole again.
“Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God.” Lorna thrashed her head from side
to side, and Rey felt like he was going to burst any minute.
“Rey, why don’t you finish up? Then I’ll take over,” John said with a wicked grin, kissing Lorna as he pulled out of her cunt, and she whimpered.
Reynaldo obliged by slamming into Lorna’s hole as she screamed. “Does that hurt, baby?” he said, panting and holding back his orgasm. She was so tight and perfect he wanted to explode in her and
not wait another second.
“Umm, it feels so good.”
Reynaldo plunged into her more quickly, fondling her breasts as he did.
He could take it no more and said, “I’m coming, baby. Is tha
t
okay?”
“Oh, yeah, come inside me, Rey!”
Lorna pushed against him, and he exploded into her, yelling and collapsing against her when he was done. He had had anal sex a few times before, but never like that. Lorna was so hot that he could fuck her all day.
He leaned back on one arm to watch John take over. John quickly flipped Lorna over on her stomach so he could enter her from behind, doggy style. He kissed her up and down her back, and she twitched and grabbed at her pillow. Then, he teased her with his hard cock, just the tip in her cunt.
“Oh, please give it to me, John.”
Rey was turned on just watching them, though he didn’t think that was even possible this soon after his own orgasm.
John pushed into Lorna again, burying just the tip of his member
inside her. She moaned, pushing against him. He teased her further, sliding half way in to her pussy and sliding out slowly. He repeated this action several times before slamming into her over and over again as she clutched the headboard and screamed, her arms making shadows against the wall.
“Oh, no. Oh, my God. I’m going to come...”
John grunted as he spilled into her, thrusting hard as she sighed in a soft orgasm. John pulled out of her and turned her gently back over on to her back.
She panted, and Reynaldo noticed how lovely she was and how much he wanted to take her again in the darkness. She smiled at them both.
“Wow, boys. That was really something. Thank you kindly.” She sighed in utter contentment.
“You’re welcome, ma’am,” Reynaldo said, smiling at her. John kissed her softly on the lips.
* * * *
Lorna didn’t know what was wrong with her. She had been lying there for almost an hour. She sensed that Reynaldo was awake, too. They were lying on their backs in the darkness, shoulders touching. John was snoring, turned on his left side away from them.
She sighed, deciding not to go on with this pretense of sleep. She had to admit to herself that wanted Reynaldo and John again—or at least Reynaldo since John was sleeping. Lorna turned onto her side, facing Reynaldo. She kissed his cheek and shoulder, sliding her hand down his chest, running them over his nipples.
She felt him stir and knew she had been right. He was definitely not asleep. She leaned over and kissed him, flicking her tongue in his mouth, feeling herself get moist. He tugged at her bottom lip as he kissed her back hungrily.
“Should we wake John?” he asked her when they paused to look into each other’s eyes, moonlight pooling around them.
“No. Let him sleep. I want you, and I want you to fuck me on top. In a few minutes, that is...”
Lorna continued to kiss him, and she slid her left hand down to his cock. It was hot and hard, and desire flashed through her, making her weak. She was turned on by the fact that John was snoring lightly, still turned away from them. Lorna felt naughty, like she had in high school when she had had sex with her boyfriend in her bed while the rest of the house slept, oblivious.
Reynaldo returned her kisses and pushed her on to her back. He slid under the covers and began tonguing her clit, licking it in slow circles and sucking it in turns. Lorna moaned softly, totally turned on and already wet. Reynaldo continued to massage her bud with his tongue as he slipped his fingers into her slowly and smoothly. She
thrashed her head on the pillow, fighting to stay quiet and not awaken
John.
When she could take no more, she ran her fingers through Reynaldo’s hair, urging him up and into her. He took his stiff member in hand and rubbed it on her clit, driving her wilder. Then, he pushed it inside of her just past the tip.
She started to say something to him, to beg him, but he put his hand over her mouth and drove his thick shaft into her again halfway and pulled slowly out. Her eyes were closed in ecstasy, his hand still over her mouth. She was on the verge of orgasm, the forced silence only making her hotter.
As he circled her clit with his cock and then drove into her, she came, a powerful orgasm racking her body as she moaned against his hand on her mouth. He removed it, pressing into the bed and driving hard into her, pounding her over and over again until he came, thrusting hard into her in silence.
John was still snoring at the end, and as Reynaldo pulled out of Lorna and lay beside her, kissing her and looking into her eyes, she began to giggle.
Reynaldo silenced her with a kiss as she rubbed his back, her arms around him.
“Lorna, I want you to know something...”
“What?” She yawned sleepily, as content as a well-fed kitten, his voice in her ear quietly.
“I love you. I really do, and I’m all into this arrangement as long
as it means I can be with you—like I just was. I just love to look at you, make love to you.”
She pulled away from him, looking at his face and tracing his lips
in the moonlit room.
“I think I’m in love with you, too, Reynaldo. The only other man I’ve ever met who is as kind and considerate of my needs is John. And both of you are different, sexy in your own ways.” She ran her finger down his cheek. “You’ve made the triangle complete.”
She kissed him, playfully tugging at his lower lip as their bodies melded together. When he got hard again a little bit later, she turned her back to him, rubbing her ass against his erection.
“Oh, baby. This is a record. I feel like I’m eighteen again, Lorna. You’re so hot.”
He fondled her breasts, teasing her as he slipped his stiff member into her warm, wet hole. They moved slowly and gently together, stopping to kiss and fondle each other. When her orgasm came, it was like a gentle wave on the ocean at low tide.
“I’m going to save it for tomorrow or the next day, babe. I’ve just enjoyed being with you,” Reynaldo said, slipping out of her and spooning her body. “I don’t need to come every time to feel satisfied with you.”
She kissed him on the nose, smiling and sated. Soon they were asleep.
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The next day was a busy one for Reynaldo. He had a nonstop set of yards to cut and hedges to trim. He rose early, kissing Lorna as she mumbled in her sleep. He showered and slipped out of the house, not wanting to wake either of his friends.
John followed suit, waking up with an erection a half hour later and wishing he had more time to spend in bed with Lorna. He had another day of meetings until late, though, and he only had a half hour to get ready and out the door.
“Mmmm, stay in bed.” Lorna curled herself around him, his hard cock against her stomach.
He moaned. “God, you have no idea how badly I want to.”
“I have some idea,” she said playfully, touching his erection between them.
John sighed and rolled out of bed. “I do have to go, though. Can you meet me for lunch today, or do you have plans?”
He was hoping she didn’t, and he was thinking about having her to himself at lunch—just to talk and be together alone. He liked Reynaldo, but he still needed time with just her.
“I have time for lunch with you. All I have to do is edit an article. I’ll come to you on your lunch hour.” Lorna smiled at him from the bed, the morning sunlight dappling her blonde hair like a river of gold. Love shot through John’s heart. He was lucky to have this woman.
“Okay, it’s a date. I’ll see you at twelve if that’s okay with you,”
he called as he went into the shower.
Lorna mumbled a yes and snuggled back under the covers,
exhausted.
* * * *
John was sitting at his desk, hard at work on some documents for his next meeting in an hour when Lorna waltzed in, closing the door behind her and locking it. She smiled at him, arching one eyebrow.
He felt himself perk up as he looked at her, his crotch tingling as he leaned back in his chair. She was wearing a silk, green, short- sleeved blouse and a short, black skirt with fishnet hose that made her legs look ten miles long. She must have turned every male head in the place, he thought, smiling at her. Of course, all his coworkers already envied him, asking him how he had managed to land a woman like her. He wondered what she had on underneath her skirt and hose— garters and tiny, silky panties or nothing at all—just her pretty blonde bush? That thought made his erection throb painfully against his restrictive dress pants. High, black heels completed her look, and as she turned to put her purse down in a chair, he saw the seams in the backs of the hose.
“Holy shit, Lorna. Are you trying to kill me?” His voice was hoarse. She knew his favorite look on her was this one—the naughty secretary, but she hadn’t dressed up for him in ages. He guessed he could thank Reynaldo for turning her on again. Suddenly, he didn’t care about lunch, even though he saw a bag of carryout by her purse.
“Do you want to eat now or later?” Lorna asked him, coming to stand beside him.
Her perfume was lush and spicy, and he felt light-headed and even more turned on than he had been last night, if that was possible. She was all his now, and he was going to take advantage of her.
“Later.”
He stood up quickly, pulling her into his arms and kissing her roughly. He shoved his tongue into her mouth, desperate to penetrate every crevice of her—to own her. He grabbed her hair and yanked her
head back slightly, kissing her neck and unbuttoning her shirt roughly so that one of the buttons popped off onto the floor.
“John!” She gasped, pushing at him. Her resistance only excited him more.
He tugged the shirt away from her body more roughly, exposing her creamy, white bra. He unclasped it in the front quickly, holding her next to him tightly. He put her arms behind her, wrists together, and began sucking her right nipple as he kneaded the left one roughly.
Lorna was gasping in pain and pleasure as she stood before him, motionless.
He bit her right nipple and smacked her left one, and she cried out loudly.
“See that, Lorna?” He stopped what he was doing for a minute,
and they turned to look out the glass plated window. They were four stories up, standing in full view of the city.
“Oh.” They had never made love in his office before.
“The whole city is going to see me ravage you.” John’s voice was coming in a harsh whisper. “Lean over my desk. Now.” His voice was hard and brooked no argument. He wasn’t going to wait for her today. He was going to take his pleasure.
He shoved all his papers off of his desk, and some paper clips and other knickknacks hit the floor with a thud. Then, he pushed her down on the desk, her cheek on the cold surface, breasts molding to the glass.
“You’ve been a bad girl, Lorna—fucking other men when I wasn’t home and having a good time, then inviting them into our bed.”
She moaned.
“I think you need to be punished. You need to remember I’m your master.”
“I haven’t been a bad girl,” she insisted.
This was a new game for them, and he was enjoying it. “What did you say?” His voice was harsh.