Page 193 of The Holy Grail
“Of course. You two are fun to watch,” she said.
“Well, quit watching and come join us.”
Accepting the invitation, she scooted over until she was right next to them, giving each one a kiss. Then, deciding to find out if they were totally naked, she lifted the bed covers to take a look. To her delight, they were totally naked with matching erections, and with Malcom’s leg thrown over one of Evan’s, their cocks were pressed together.
The sight motivated her to toss the covers off completely and reach over to take them both in one hand, making each man groan. After rubbing them for a minute, she bent down, and slowing her strokes a little, began sucking on first one head and then the other, using the tip of her tongue to gently tease underneath each glans and press into each slit at the top, tasting the drops of pre-come as they appeared.
At first, both Malcom and Evan watched as she lavished attention on them simultaneously, but soon they were kissing one another again, and as Jules angled herself so she could gaze up at them, she was able to see their kisses become more demanding and consuming, their tongues meeting with breathy groans. Jules found it interesting to see Evan slide a hand up to Malcom’s throat and gently squeeze, and see how much he apparently did like it.
Jules spent time on each man’s balls, learning who liked it a little rough (Evan) and learning who liked their shaft nibbled on (Malcom), and when they began showing signs of approaching an orgasm, she slowed down. This brought both men’s attention slowly back to her, and this time when they looked down at her, their expressions were heavy with arousal, and a sight to behold, especially with Evan’s hand still on Malcom’s throat.
Gently, she gave each little head a sweet kiss before saying, “I’m not sure what the protocol would be, but I think I’m in the mood to try fucking you both.”
“What?” Malcom blinked at her. “You mean like … at the same time?”
“Yes. That’s the ‘both’ part I mentioned.”
“Sorry,” he apologized, slightly embarrassed. “I just … wasn’t expecting that. You know, out of the blue.”
Evan was quiet for several moments, then asked. “Youthinkyou’re in the mood? You’re notsure?”
She nodded. “I’ve never done it, so I don’t know what it’s going to be like, or if I’m even going to like it, therefore I can’t besure.But, I’d like to try it, and then after that, I’ll know what it’s like to besureI’m in the mood the next time. Or, if I ever want there to be a next time, in which case I’ll know Iwon’tbe in the mood to do it.”
Evan’s brows pulled inward. “I’m not completely following what you just said, but I’m in,” he told her. “What about you, Mal?”
Looking both nervous and excited, Malcom murmured, “I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing, but I’m on board, too.”
Evan turned back to Jules. “All right, let’s do it. First, though, I need you to go get my backpack from the trunk of my car and bring it in here.”
After retrieving the backpack from Evan’s car, the first thing Jules did was look inside (because she was curious like that), only to stare at the contents in amused surprise. There were two large boxes of condoms, a box of latex gloves, several different types of lube, a half dozen butt plugs in various sizes (having never seen one in real life, she had to assume that’s what they were), and a small plastic bowl. There was also a new bottle of George Clooney’s tequila, three shot glasses, and three bottles of flavored Advanced Care Pedialyte.
As she was approaching the bedroom, she heard the two men talking very quietly, and paused.
“Is there a chance we won’t be able to physically do this?” Malcom asked.
Jules frowned at that, because in books it seemed to be relatively easy to do—and while she knew it wouldn’t bethateasy, she hadn’t really thought there might be a chance they couldn’t do itat all.
“There’s always a chance,” Evan replied. “But relaxing Jules is the key—as is a ton of lube. Making her come while some plugs are in play before the actual double penetration will help, so we should try and get her off at least twice.”
Jules nodded, definitely approving of that part of the plan.
“Okay,” said Malcom. “I assume you’re going to be the one in charge of the plugs?”
“Yes, and you’ll be in charge of getting her off … which I’d like you to do while she’s riding your face.”
“Not that I’m in any way opposed to it, but why that way, specifically?”
Evan lowered his voice, so Jules had no choice but to take a few steps closer to the bedroom doorway so she could hear the answer, which turned out to be quite detailed and planned out.
Malcom obviously thought so, too, because he mused, “It seems like you’ve given this a lot of thought.”
“I’ve had good experiences with this game plan, so to speak. It does help to have the logistics squared away, so everything goes as smoothly as possible. That’s the goal, anyway.” There was a pause and then Evan said, “It can be kind of overwhelming for the woman—for obvious reasons—but also for the men, too. Once we’re both in her, it won’t last very long, and by not very long, I mean like only a minute or two. Three, max.”
“Really? That’s it?”
“Really. Afterwards, you’re going to feel like you just ran a marathon, and I’m not even joking. We’ll probably have to take another nap, after our bath—”
“Our bath?”
