Free Soldier of Love by Gabrielle Holly Page B

T-shirt over her head. She wore nothing underneath. She ran her hands over her breasts, pausing to roll her nipples between her fingertips. Every movement was slower, more deliberate, but her sense of touch seemed magnified tenfold.
    Beside her, Thomas kicked off the last of his clothes. Toni was unashamed as she looked down into his lap. She licked her lips at the sight of his thick cock standing up against his flat belly. She slowly swivelled her head and found John Buckman standing directly in front of her. He was now completely naked and his erect shaft was just inches from her face. Toni slid her hands from her breasts and slowly filled each with hard cock. She leant forward and took John Buckman’s rod into her mouth while stroking Thomas.
    Thomas moaned, then asked, “Are you sucking his cock?”
    Toni nodded and murmured, “Mm hmm,” through a full mouth.
    Thomas moaned again in response while Toni continued to stroke him. John brushed his hand over Toni’s face, then gently pulled out of her mouth. He spoke to her with his eyes and she understood that she was to lie back on the bed. She moved up until her head was on the pillow. Thomas did the same and when he was lying beside her, he rolled up on his side and began to stroke Toni’s body. She watched Thomas’ hand as it slid up the rise of her breast. She bit her lip when his fingertips squeezed and sank into the plump flesh. John Buckman climbed onto the bed between her feet. Thomas turned and Toni thought for a moment that he could see John.
    “I felt the bed move. Is he there?” Thomas asked.
    Toni looked down at John and saw a wicked grin tug up the ends of his neat moustache. He bent and began nibbling at her tender thighs. Toni gasped at the prickly rasp of his whiskers against her skin. She propped herself up on her elbows and let her knees fall open. John plunged his face between her legs and ravenously sucked and nibbled at the outer lips. Toni let her head drop back and she cried out.
    Thomas didn’t ask any more questions, but covered Toni’s mouth with his and roughly kneaded her breasts even as John Buckman filled her dripping pussy with his frantically probing fingers and tongue. Toni grabbed hold of Thomas’ hair and yanked back his head.
    “Suck my tits,” she commanded. The dominance in her own voice heightened her passion.
    Thomas moaned as his mouth descended on her breast. He sucked at a nipple and swirled his tongue over the hard nub. John plunged three fingers into her and pulled her clit between his lips.
    “Harder! Faster!” Toni demanded.
    Both Thomas and John mercilessly worked her most tender places until the orgasm overtook her. She cried out as her body jerked again and again. John slid his fingers out of her and when she looked up he was standing at the foot of the bed, stroking his erection. Toni’s body felt electrified, every sense was heightened. Her pussy throbbed and she longed to have it filled. She’d never felt so sexually greedy and her own wantonness made her euphoric. She pulled Thomas’ mouth onto her own, then guided him on top of her body. Thomas straightened his arms and loomed above her. He centred himself at her opening then gradually pushed into her. Even though she was dripping wet, his thick cock stretched her to the limit. He pressed forward then drew himself out slowly. He pushed inside again, this time not as gently, and the exquisite ache of it made her cry out. As soon as he’d drawn back out, Toni reached around behind him and yanked him back into her.
    John Buckman was now at the side of the bed, leaning over her body, sucking greedily at the nearest breast and brutally kneading the other and pinching the nipple. Thomas bent over John’s arm and crushed his lips against Toni’s mouth. Toni reached out her hand and grasped John’s erection. She worked the rock hard shaft as her breasts and her pussy were tantalised by ravenous hands and mouths. She moaned with pleasure and her moaning