"Well you should, is better than Spain." He replies with a hand curled over the edge of his mouth as if passing her a secret tip. He smiles broadly, handsomely with a quiet lived in confidence and easy manner.
Tamara smiles back, begining to feel relaxed and feeling attracted to these handsome guys. There's a moment's pause in conversation then the long haired one resumes. "So what'll you be havin' Tamara?"
"Oh err....I'll 'ave a wine me, can't 'ave too many spirits." She adds, her northern accent after being around her's and Simon's relatives seems to have really come to life.
"That's not a problem." He replies softly. "So I'm Brennan." He comes in. "It's Irish as I'm sure you're aware." He says as he hands her the glass. Watching him momentarily glancing at the gold band on her wedding finger she notices the veins on his sun kissed and capable looking hand. He's not nearly as dark as the other guy, as Celso's she thinks to her self.
She'd seen their pictures before but an image was an image and only part of the story. She liked them both for their soft manner, their relaxed demeanour and easy smiles.
Celso puts his glass down and comes to her side. His masculine hand glides gently down her arm to take her hand in his for just a brief touch, the slightest squeeze.
She looks up at him and this time, a horny, wanton smile begins to break out from beneath her composed if slightly tense face, her chestnut brown eyes betray a sheen of lustful anticipation.
Then Brennan says to her calmly and very matter of factly as she feels his weight shift on the bed.
"So I've been told, you have a little fantasy you'd like to fulfill is that right?"
Tamara feels her face blush at his words, and drops her head into her hands, shying suddenly from the presence of the two men and the growing sense of imminence at what is unfurling in the room. "Err...yes!" She manages to admit to them, looking up at Amelia for reassurance who, sat quietly on her chair across the room has the manner of a mother who's near grown up child can't quite manage the trip to the doctor's alone. Except she remains impassive, only faintly smiling back encouragingly to her friend.
"Yes, it's been a fantasy of mine fer a while. She adds, finding a little more courage to open up and to breathe.
"And what is that exactly,Tamara?"
There is no escape here.
"To be with two guys...."
She looks up at him, then looks over to Celso too.
"I wanna have two guys, same time." "There, I've said it."
"Ah well you've come to the right place now." He chimes in swiftly, positively, and leans forward, his forearms across his thighs.
Tamara is beginning to smoulder in anticipation despite her relative discomfort and bites her lower lip, then takes another mouthful of wine.
Celso turns to her slightly. "Shall I take your glass for you Tamara?"
She tries to relax, they are both so considerate and charming men thinks Tamara.
"Oh, yes please." She returns and as his hand comes up, his fingers curl over the lip of the glass as she passes it by the stem, his blue/grey eyes flashing a quiet smile. Slightly caught off guard, Tamara feels the touch of another hand moving across to her right side as it runs up her back. She instinctively turns to her left, his face closer now, rugged and handsome looking but not rough, though he has some stubble on his chin. He is more like a sculptured piece of ocean art, like a rock that's been chiselled and worn by the spray and the wind, the many currents. Her chest heaves, she leans into him. Meanwhile Celso gets up and puts down the half drained glass then he wipes his mouth before seating himself back down on the bed next to her. She is feeling the close presence of the two men and with that hand caressing her back she gives in to the warmth of his touch.
Her left hand moves up to his shoulders and glides down his arm, all the way down to his hand. Their skin touches for the first time. Feeling, grasping, they look one another in the eye. Recognition, smiles fire off a synapse between each others minds, a spark that connects them.
But even as she feels the need to kiss and climb, there is a firmness at her right knee, a gentle squeezing that snakes its way slowly up her thigh and she pulls away to her right, quickly looking. Then her hand almost involuntarily finds the inside of his knee and glides up...all the way. She feels him, she feels the package beneath the material of his trouser, fingers head off exploring, drawing beneath his balls a hand, eager to palm against the swelling cock.
He kisses her forehead, down her cheek and onto her neck. Smooth shaved against the bareness of her sensitive skin.
Brennan kisses and strokes her hair and then finding her zip, slowly takes it down in his fingers, all the way to her lower back and his warm hand slips inside.
"Jesus!" Exclaims Tamara as he feels and caresses her, there's a shuddering kiss at her neck, the manhood against her wanton palm, rubbing first one breast then changing to the other and back.
She rolls her tongue in Brennan's mouth, pushing against him, into him.
Somewhere in the back of her mind she thinks of Simon, that she is his wife, a new wife, it comes to her more now. She has not yet lain with him and she is here! About to lie with two men on her wedding night. A flush of intense arousal fills her body. Her mouth gapes submissively as she caves to desire. Smiling inside, her red lips consuming the thick manly tongue that is coming through the opening. Her legs widen further, more accessible and as they open, this time a hand comes underneath her dress on the left and about her stockinged thigh, the hand that caressed her back, drawing fingers in her hair and as he kisses her face, Celso kisses her neck then her cheek and then to her lips with his, thicker, more luscious on hers, while Brennan slides his mouth down her neck until she is pushed back onto the bed, each man, a hand on her lower dress and pulling it up over her thighs till it slips up over her waist, she....open, her plump thighs on display, straining inside the red fishnet of the stockings.
Celso makes his way around to her side and undoing his belt she reaches for him, to feel his girth beneath her hand, but he is already removing his belt, unzipping himself and pulling down his underwear which she only fingers before being confronted with his swelling cock, already the size of Simon's fully erect as it hangs like some suckable fruit. Her left hand takes him, up to her wet and eager lips. She feels him on her, the end of him against her. She licks and sucks at the underside, feeling him swell and jump at the touch of her face then takes him into her mouth, sucking the end of his cock, feeling him getting harder as she swirls her tongue, it's expanding girth in her mouth.
Brennan attending to her wanton thighs, instead stands up before her, dropping trousers to the ankles, his cock still flaccid but long, his hair paler, contrasting with the darkness of Celso. Pulling off of one she opens her mouth right up to another and salivating, takes him inside, surprising herself with how deep she gets him, and holds him there, gently milking his cock into firmness. Celso masturbates beside her, his cock touching her hair, she reaches over, handles him, feeling the weight of his warm meat against her weakening palm as she wanks him.
She pulls off of Brennan, catching her breath. "Ooh...I'd like to wank both of you all over my face!" She says sluttily. This excites them both as they each bring their cocks in front of her, she gets hold of Brennan too, spitting on him, getting him up to full hardness.
Je's he is big! Thinks Tamara. She looks at the two hard cocks in front of her, brings them together, covered in her spit, sliding them over her dirty, pouting face, her drooling tongue lapping against them. Brennan's cock grows even longer, arching up with his balls under her chin it towers against her face. She runs her wet slobbering tongue all the way up to the tip and takes him inside her, down, down....she pulls back, feeling him go almost too far, takes a couple of breaths while she wanks at them both and slaps them onto her cheeks, then Celso pushes himself inside of her and taking the back of her head begins to push her onto him, his veiny cock stretching her. She pulls back and gasps for air, then goes straight onto Brennan's who is a bit less wide.
"Mm...mm...gu!" Sucking and trying to breathe, then breaking off with a gasp.
