Page 57 of Why Cheese?
With a cheeky smile, he places his finger beside his nose. “Cheese sense. Though I should have known Chedward would bring you here. It’s his favorite spot in the city.”
“There’s so much space. I miss space. Open fields, wild woods. Just you, a bow, the deer, a keg of mead, and all those arrows you shot into the Lord’s butt.” Cheddy brays and slaps his knee.
Cam rolls his eyes at the thought, then he takes me in. More specifically, he takes in the dress adhered to my body. “You poor thing,” he says and rubs his hands vigorously up and down my arms. He turns his attention to Cheddy. “You playing in stinky ponds is to be expected, but she is a delicate flower who is liable to freeze in this early April weather.”
Twisting all of his hair into a knot, Cheddy tips to the side and squeezes. “It’s not that cold.”
Cam’s helpful friction starts to travel from my arms to my waist and hips. I bounce back and forth on my feet, trying to keep from flying off in either direction when he brushes his hands just under my tits. A sigh slips from me, my toes curling at the touch.
“I can do that,” Cheddy insists. “We were just about to be intimate. If you know what I mean.”
“I can scarcely comprehend.” Cam’s sarcasm is thick enough to lay bricks, but it flies over Cheddy’s head.
“We were gonna have se—”
“Yes, yes,” Cam interrupts, “but I would suggest keeping your nethers away from chilled water, lest you want her to be unimpressed by the girth of your short sword.”
Cheddy tugs his soaked shirt up, revealing his glistening rows of abs. Then he slips a hand down his wet trousers and winks at me. I start to giggle when a hand pulls back my hair and a hot tongue licks the back of my neck.
“Ohshitohgod,” I moan out. Cam’s hands rest on my belly for a second before he reaches right up for my breasts.
“It’s all good,” Cheddy declares and drops his shirt, only to catch Cam squeezing my tits and grinding against my ass. “Hey.” He stomps over to us. Locking a hand behind the back of my head, Cheddy stares into my eyes and his voice softens, “Who said you could go first?”
He kisses me hard, his tongue flickering like candlelight. When he palms my hip, I moan into his mouth and he tugs me to him. There’s no mistaking that generous bulge suffering no signs of shrinkage. Thanks to the water, it’s nearly skin-to-skin against my lower belly.
Not about to give up, Cam nibbles down my throat and pulls my hips back. A long pipe sweeps up between my buttocks. Is he hiding a flute from the…
No, Vi. That’s his cock. A cock that’s spreading my ass cheeks apart with every piping thrust. The sputtering breath in my ear sets off a volcano in my sopping panties. I fist Cam’s hair, trying to focus on him, when Cheddy takes my bottom lip between his teeth and bites.
I’m the meat between this thrusting, panting cheese sandwich. It’s so bubbling hot I want them both to tear me in half.
“Please,” echoes through the heaving air.
Both men stop. Cheddy holds my cheek while Cam peers around my shoulder.
“Please, what?” Cam asks.
Did I say that?“Please?” I try again, hoping one of them will understand.
“Is it please slide these infernal panties from my legs and heave them into the bushes?” Cam asks as he tugs up my skirt and rests a hand on my nearly bare ass.
I clench my thighs, then gasp at the burst of pleasure from my already throbbing clit.Yes. Do that.I swallow, trying to shout my vocal consent.
“Please?”
Damn it, Vi.
“Perhaps she wants us to test her turbulent waters with our fingers?” Cheddy doesn’t even bother reaching under my skirt. He presses his finger and my thin dress right against my clit. With a happy grin, he fingers me—dress, panties and all.
I can’t stop panting, sweat beading down my flushed chest as he teases my clit with all the joy in the world. He’s treating my pussy like Disneyland—the happiest place on Earth. “P-p-please?” I stutter.
“Please…” Cam draws my bikini panties over my hips and down my thighs. As he lands on his knees beside me, he asks “…pick me up in order to set me down on your cock?”
Holy…“Fuck!” I cry out. “Yes. That. All of that!”
“As you please, mistress,” Cam says with a laugh. He pulls my underwear flush to my trembling ankles. For a beat, the thrilling vibrations of Cheddy’s fingers vanish. I gaze at him, and he picks me up off of the ground. Both my shoes and panties tumble while Cheddy cradles me in his arms. I strain up to kiss him, my entire body humming in anticipation of this very stupid idea.
“How about the benches?” Cheddy asks and he tips to sit on one of them.
