Page 52 of The Life of Anna-Tenth Anniversary Edition: Act 1

Seth gave a little half-smile from the recliner Alex had sat in on Saturday night and shrugged. “It’s true.”

Some sort of action movie was on the TV and it was reasonably interesting, but Kurt kept running his fingers up and down the side of her neck and she had a hard time concentrating on anything other than his touch. She ran her hand down his chest and over his cock and stroked him over his khakis. He groaned as it hardened under her touch.

She glanced at Seth and Tony, who were engrossed in the movie and then looked up at Kurt. “May I please you, Kurt?” she asked in a low voice, running her thumb from base to tip.

He gave her a sensual smile and nodded. She lifted his shirt and pulled at his belt. It came loose, and she quickly unfastened his pants. When his cock sprung free, she stretched out onto her side and took him into her mouth.

Anna wrapped her hand around his shaft and ran her tongue around the slit. He put his hand on her head and groaned as she moved her head up and down, loving the taste of him. Pre-cum escaped as she sucked, and she closed her eyes, savoring it.

A hand on her calf made her jump, but Kurt didn’t seem concerned, so she continued to stroke and suck on his cock.

The hand slid up to her thigh. She stiffened as it moved under her dress and caressed her hip, then her ass. Who was touching her? But Kurt wasn’t stopping it, so she had to assume he wanted her touched.

Her panties were pulled off, and she continued to stroke and suck Kurt, praying whoever was touching her wouldn’t hurt her. The hand moved back up her thigh and gently pulled her legs apart. Fingers trailed up to her pussy and glided over her outer lips. The hand was gentle, and she tried to relax as her leg was positioned on a shoulder—a man’s—and she was spread open. She groaned loudly on Kurt’s cock as she felt a hot mouth on her pussy.

She cried out over Kurt’s cock as the man’s tongue delved inside her. Her grip tightened on Kurt and he hissed.

“You like that, Engel?” Kurt asked.

She nodded.

“Gut.” He petted her hair. “I want you to enjoy yourself, Anna. Can you do that for me?” He pulled at her hair and lifted her mouth off him.

He smiled down at her and turned her so he could pull her dress over her head. As her head was freed of the fabric, she saw the top of Tony’s head between her legs. Kurt unfastened her bra and tossed it to the ground.

“Oh . . .”

Kurt caressed her breasts as Tony devoured her. His tongue flicked her clit and she gasped, then moaned. He sucked hard and she teetered on the edge of an orgasm. He sucked a few moments more, and she arched her back and cried out as she came. Tony grinned up at her as she relaxed against Kurt.

She looked up at Kurt, who cradled her against his chest. “I wanted to make you come.”

He grinned. “Do not worry, you will. But I thought you might enjoy an appetizer first.”

Anna bit her lip and looked between the two men. Why were they doing this to her? Why were they being nice?

Tony traced her swollen pussy with his finger. “You are delicious, Anna. I might have to have seconds.” He stuck his tongue out and licked her, making her jump. “And thirds.” He licked her again.

Anna gave a lazy smile and he grinned back. She glanced over at Seth, who watched them as he rubbed his cock over his jeans. Three men to take care of. Three nice men. She pushed her nervousness aside, remembering what she’d sensed from them on Saturday night. Nothing had changed in their hearts.

Kurt nuzzled her neck. “You want to see what it’s like to be shared, Anna?”

Anna’s lungs squeezed at his words, but she reminded herself who she was with. They had no desire to hurt her. Though every experience she’d had being “shared” had been horrible, she trusted Kurt wouldn’t do something to hurt her. At least not intentionally. Besides, she was supposed to please him. Pleasing him pleased Devin.

Kurt pushed her up and off the couch. “Get on your knees on the pillow.” He tossed a pillow on the floor.

Anna swallowed and obeyed. It’ll be okay . . .

Kurt kneeled in front of her and kissed her. He’d taken off his shirt and she ran her hands up over his bare shoulders. Someone wrapped their arms around her waist from behind and moved up to her breasts. Tony. He kissed her neck as Kurt pulled gently on her nipples.

“Mmm . . .” So far this is good . . .

A thrill ran through her body as she glanced at Seth. His brown eyes had darkened as he watched from the recliner.

Anna stroked Kurt’s cock as she kissed him and he groaned. She reached behind her and, feeling Tony’s hard cock under his jeans, she tugged at the button and zipper, and pulled him free.

“Fuck, you’re good, Anna,” Tony murmured.

“How may I please you, Kurt?” She kissed his neck and stroked his cock up and down.

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