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He arched over her, raising his hips and then sinking, lodging himself firmly into her wetness. Trapped between him and the bed, all she could do was process the sensation of being pinned, penetrated, as he held himself deeply within her body.
Back and forth. Slowly he glided, rasping over her swollen, damp tissues. The dragging sensation spurred electric currents, each one racing through her belly to her breasts, drawing her nipples into hard knots.
Fingers dragged through her hair, and at first she thought he was merely petting her, but then he touched her cheek, tapping the hollow just enough so she parted her lips. She started to raise her head, but he held her down, letting her know she was fine and to relax.
So she lay there, her cheek pressed to the mattress as he positioned his cock at her mouth and then slid inward. He laid his palm over her face in a gentle cup as he thrust in and out.
Her belly was flattened as her other lover rode her, his big body leaned over her as his hips flexed and strained. She could feel every one of his muscles tighten when his flesh met hers. It was heady, delicious, and she never wanted it to end.
His fists met the bed on either side of her hips with a thump as he dug in and began thrusting with more vigor. Long, deep, he buried himself completely, wedging himself as tightly as he could go.
They were careful not to overwhelm her, and she didnt know if she was grateful or frustrated. The one fucking her mouth was exceedingly gentle, and yet this wasnt her gentle lover. No, he was the one deep inside her pussy. Why was her more insistent man being so careful with her mouth?
A single finger trailed down the cleft of her ass, stirring a remembrance of how shed done the same to Nathan. Man, did he have a nice ass. She shivered and wiggled a bit when he stopped and toyed with the puckered ring of her anus.
His thrusts had stilled now, and he concentrated more on playing with her ass, rimming the entrance with a light touch and then pressing inward as if trying to insert the blunt tip of his finger inside her.
She held her breath, unsure of whether she liked this or not, but as he continued the gentle toying, she found herself responding, arching upward to meet his seeking hand.
He stilled and rubbed his palm over her ass cheek, coming to a stop. He was still buried in her pussy, and he didnt seem hurried. He brushed his thumb across her anal opening and then went still again.
Then she realized, he was silently asking her permission. God, did he want to fuck her ass? Shed tried it before, albeit with a less skilled lover. Quite frankly it had sucked before, but would it be different with these two men?
She relaxed her mouth when she realized it had gone tight around the cock sliding in and out. Then deciding she could always call a fast halt, she arched her hips, seeking his hand, telling him just as silently as hed asked that it was okay.
But no, his hand went still again, and he squeezed firmly. Okay so despite his utter silence, he wanted a verbal response from her. Damn the man.
She lifted her head just enough that the cock could slide over her lips and fall away. She turned in her other lovers direction, though she couldnt see him, she knew his gaze was locked on her, waiting.
"I trust you," she said steadily.
His hands tightened on her ass and he thrust forward. She could hear his breath, harsh in the stillness, and then he leaned down and his hand touched her cheek, his thumb brushing across her lips as if to tell her that sooner or later, hed be there too. Everywhere. In that moment she understood. It wasnt just about anal sex. He wanted to take her in every conceivable fashion, almost as if he were laying claim to her body and soul.
It was a fanciful thought, but the night was one big fantasy so she couldnt be hard on herself for succumbing to the magic.
The man at her head made no move to slide back into her mouth. She felt him move away, and a moment later, warm, slick oil dribbled into the crack of her ass.
Still embedded in her pussy, her lover carefully worked the oil over her tight ring. His finger delved inward, just barely, before retreating again. He was patient and careful and seemed devoted to making the experience as enjoyable for her as possible.
More oil rained down in a warm rush, sliding around his fingers as he played. She gave a little gasp when one tip finally slid inward, breaking the taut resistance of her opening. He didnt move. He simply left it there, allowing her to become accustomed to the sensation of his finger.
Finally he inched forward, burying the finger to the knuckle. A sound that was an odd mixture of a sigh and a moan whispered past her lips when he carefully pulled back, retreating until just the tip was inside the opening, stretching it. Just when she felt it begin to close back, he eased forward again, reopening her.
More oil slicked his way, and he added a second finger, gradually stretching her as he applied the lubricant.
It was maddening. She squirmed, her skin itchy and unsettled. She wanted more, wanted him to just do it, and yet the care in which he introduced her to the act touched her.
She went completely still when he slid his index finger in, pad down against the thin layer of skin separating the walls of her vagina and her ass. He seemed fascinated by the feel of his own cock through the skin as he ran his finger up and down along the hard bulge.
And then he moved his hips, sliding his cock up and down against his finger. He was going to drive her insane. She wanted that cock in her ass. Deep, unrelenting, spreading her wide and filling her over and over.
She twitched and squirmed, bucking upward until he held her down with his free hand.
Goddamn it, he was going to make her beg.
Sinking her teeth into her lip, she raised her head and pushed herself upward with her arms. Finally he got the message and slid out of her pussy.
Oh God. More oil. It dribbled down, sliding into her opening, stretched by his fingers. It filled and then overflowed, and he massaged the extra into her skin with slow, methodical movements.
His hand left her for a moment and she heard a slight sucking noise. Oil over latex. He was lubricating his cock.
The bed shifted as he rose on his knees. His thighs pressed solidly against her hips as he leaned forward, guiding the crown of his dick to her opening.
He didnt immediately press for entry. Instead he tucked the head against the opening and rested there, allowing her to get used to it. Then carefully, he started to press forward, stretching the resistant ring around the broad tip.
Her fingers curled desperately into the covers. She wanted to scream, she wanted to cry out, she wanted to tell him to fuck her and fuck her hard. Her body was going in six different directions, and she didnt have the first clue which direction she wanted to follow.
With an almost delicate give, her body ceased resistance, and he slipped past, into her body. Oh God, oh God. Her chant was silent, her nerve endings too fried to say anything. He was big. Bigger than big. He felt huge inside her ass, and hed stopped as soon as hed gained entry. She wasnt taking all of him or even half. And yet she felt split wide open, as if she couldnt possibly take another inch.
And then he moved forward, proving her wrong as he worked a little deeper.
She wiggled. She squirmed. She was on the verge of coming completely and utterly undone. Her breathing was too fast, she knew, but there was little she could do to slow it down.
Part of her wanted to scream for him to quit while the other part of her wanted to yell at him to just do it. Take her. Fuck her until she had no inkling that they were separate beings.
An almost primitive rage built within her. She wanted to turn around and snarl at him, take him and take him hard. Claim his mouth, his body, jump on him and fuck him as hard as she wanted to be fucked.
No longer willing to wait, to be patient or to enjoy his gentle initiation, she pushed back, taking more of him, as much as she was able before he halted her with his hands. They shook against her, betraying his seeming control. This was as hard
for him as it was for her.
Now he was lodged halfway into her ass, and she panted, trying to suck more air into her tortured lungs. His hands came to rest over her hips, his touch light, inquiring.
"Youre not hurting me," she said with a moan. "More. I need more. "
Her words seem to shake loose his gentle regard. He tilted his hips and sank deep, his hips coming to rest against the flesh globes of her ass. The crisp hairs surrounding the base of his dick tickled her skin as she squirmed harder.
"Goddamn it, move!"
A low chuckle reverberated over her skin. Even his damn laugh was sexy. Low and husky. Where the hell was the other guy?
He leaned down and pressed a kiss between her shoulders, right along the ridge of her spine. Damn, that was a sensitive spot, and he felt good. So good. How could something so simple as a well-placed kiss turn her to butter?
Not content with that one little kiss, and not seeming inclined to accommodate her demand to move, he trailed his mouth lower, taking a line down the middle of her back, dragging that beard and his full lips over her skin.
His hands splayed out over her hips, his fingers wide and sprawling. Finally he moved, dragging his cock back, nearly withdrawing completely before sliding forward in one long, delicious thrust.
He stroked and petted her skin, soothing her, reassuring her that he wouldnt take things too far. It was as if he spoke, because she knew, she knew he was holding a tight line of restraint.
And she had no choice but to play it his way in her current position.
He retreated again and then fed his cock into her ass inch by agonizing inch until once again he pressed firmly against her cheeks.
Full, so full. Stretched around his dick, pinned to the bed underneath his muscled body.
Then to her utter shock, he leaned down, slid his arms underneath her belly and lifted her up. He pulled her back, leaning as she sat on his cock, her back pressed solidly against his chest.
Her bottom rested on the tops of his thighs, and he scooted awkwardly toward the edge of the bed. He rolled slightly to his side, his cock still buried tight in her ass, each movement sending it deeper. She gasped, part in pleasure, part in pain as the fullness overwhelmed her.
When he attempted to move his legs, he slipped out. Before she could move back toward him, her other lover grasped her firmly around the waist and lifted her. Dear God, this man had to be strong. Hed lifted her as easily as a sack of potatoes, and she was no dainty lightweight.
He lowered her down, and the other man reached for her, curling his hands around her waist as they both lowered her onto his straining cock again.
When he missed, he hastily reached down to grab his erection and guide it into her ass.
Her upright position pressed all her weight downward so that no part of his cock wasnt inside her. His arms came around her, holding her reassuringly. His hands palmed her breasts, rolling the tips between his fingers.
Gradually he roved downward, letting his palms glide over her belly and then lower, between her legs to her pussy. He fingered her gently, petting and stroking the sensitive folds, parting them and then delving into her wetness.
The other man grasped her legs just above her knees, and he spread her thighs, opening her further. Her first lover started to recline, holding her tightly against him as he lay back.
Holy hell. They were going to . . . Shit. Her brain and body went into overload. She trembled uncontrollably, her legs shaking, her mouth dry and her senses screaming for mercy.
Mercy, hell, she didnt want any such thing.
He stepped between her parted legs, between the other guys parted legs. Shed sell her soul to be able to see them right now, but her imagination was going to have to suffice, and shed never been accused of not having one.
Placing one hand on her belly just below where the other mans hands cupped her breasts, he tucked his cock against her pussy and pushed.
Her body resisted the dual invasion, but he persisted, exerting steady pressure.
Tight. She was so incredibly tight with one cock buried in her ass. It made her pussy nearly inaccessible.
He pulled back after she flinched, and she heard the soft squeegee sound of the oil being squirted. A second later, he pressed against her pussy again, this time his passage eased by the slick liquid.
In one hard thrust, he was in to the hilt.
Fire burst and exploded around her. Thank God they both stopped, not moving even a centimeter as she fought the wicked thrill of having two cocks stuffed into her body.
Their hands glided over her body, so light and caring. It baffled her, this extreme care they took with her. To them she should have just been an easy lay, some chick who wanted a quick fuck, but they didnt treat her like a piece of meat. Because of that, the experience . . . ah, the experience. It was grander, more exciting, more mind-blowing than shed ever imagined.
Shed envisioned thirty minutes of sweaty sex, them humping her like dogs in heat then rolling off to be on their way. And shed been okay with that. Originally. But damn if they hadnt wooed her with their hands, their mouths, their tenderness.
Now she wanted everything they had to offer, all they wanted to give her. Whatever they wanted, she would give. She was theirs for as long as they wanted their sweet seduction to last.
The man over her leaned forward, his mouth roving over the breasts being held and plumped by the man under her. He held each breast up, offering them to the other mans mouth like an appetizer. God, she wanted to see. How must she look? Like an enchanting seductress? Beautiful? Desirable?