made a porn star blush. She turned her head to Des with a heady sigh and came face-to-face with his engorged cock.
“Suck it,” he directed.
As if she needed the instruction. Her mouth was open before he’d said the words. The angle was awkward, there was limited access, but she took what she could between her lips and sucked, just as he’d ordered.
“Ah, fuck. Meggy.” Des’s cry filled her ears.
She sucked as Alex painted. Heavy panting echoed through the air.
When Alex pulled his hand away, Megan dropped her head. Her neck was cramping, and anyway, in this position it was easier to lick Des’s testicles. And lick them she did, tasting every centimeter of her friend’s tight sac while he palmed his cock above her mouth.
She squeaked in surprise when Alex inserted a finger in her ass. He must have spread lube on it, because it slid in unobstructed, pushing straight past the ring of muscle that should have kept it out. She gasped his name around Des’s balls.
“I’m right here, baby,” Alex said and slipped another finger in, stretching her.
She clenched her ass cheeks together, loving the intrusion but instinctively trying to push him out.
Alex flicked a finger—or thumb, who knew?—over her clit, soothing her.
It didn’t soothe, it inflamed. Dear God, she was so close. So close, and she didn’t want to come like this. Not on his fingers. But the ache, the exquisite agony, Lord, she just wanted to give in to it.
“Please, Al,” she begged, sobs building in her chest. “Not your hand. Don’t want your hand.”
His hand stilled, his fingers wedged deep in her ass. “You want my cock, baby?”
“God, yes,” she exclaimed.
Above her mouth Des’s balls tightened further. He pumped his shaft faster.
“Y-yours too,” she wheezed, and licked Des so he’d know she spoke to him.
“Al?” It was Des who spoke now. He stretched over and passed something to Alex. A condom.
She was forced to wait, her patience running low, as the men sheathed themselves.
How freaking long did it take to put on a condom or two? An hour?
Alex took longer than Des, probably because he’d taken his sweet time extracting his fingers from her butt. He laughed softly at her. “Impatient much?”
“Done yet?” she snapped back.
“Almost.” He made a show of rolling the condom over his shaft very slowly, knowing she’d react somehow.
She did react.
She flung herself on top of Des, using her weight to push him backwards. He landed with a chuckle. “Lucky I work faster than Alex.”
She straddled him. “Is your condom on?” Her patience had run out.
His laughter died, but his eyes gleamed. Not with humor, with something else. Something that made her heart soar. “It’s on.”
“Thank fucking God.” She grabbed the base of his penis, steadied it and lowered her pussy onto it. Onto his thick, hard cock, exalting in every inch that slid inside her.
Their cries intermingled, gratification echoing off the bedroom walls.
Des’s hands were on her butt, pulling her down harder, closer, lodging himself deeper inside her. Where he belonged. He drove into her once, twice, fifty times.
She could have come right then. Wanted to, but didn’t. She closed her eyes and beat down the urge.
Not without Alex. This time she wanted Alex with her and Des, not just observing from the sidelines. She leaned over Des and kissed him.
“That is so fucking sexy,” Alex said from behind her.
She turned to look at him but he didn’t notice. His gaze was focused on her butt.
“So hot. I’ve never seen anything like it.” He had his hand on his cock, squeezing. “Fuck her, Reedy,” Alex instructed. “Fuck her while I watch.”
She whipped her head back around in time to see Des’s eyes squeeze shut. He complied, withdrawing from her depths and plunging back in, making her whimper.
“That’s it,” Alex exclaimed. “Just like that. Do it again.”
Des clasped her butt cheeks tighter and fucked her like Alex
“Suck it,” he directed.
As if she needed the instruction. Her mouth was open before he’d said the words. The angle was awkward, there was limited access, but she took what she could between her lips and sucked, just as he’d ordered.
“Ah, fuck. Meggy.” Des’s cry filled her ears.
She sucked as Alex painted. Heavy panting echoed through the air.
When Alex pulled his hand away, Megan dropped her head. Her neck was cramping, and anyway, in this position it was easier to lick Des’s testicles. And lick them she did, tasting every centimeter of her friend’s tight sac while he palmed his cock above her mouth.
She squeaked in surprise when Alex inserted a finger in her ass. He must have spread lube on it, because it slid in unobstructed, pushing straight past the ring of muscle that should have kept it out. She gasped his name around Des’s balls.
“I’m right here, baby,” Alex said and slipped another finger in, stretching her.
She clenched her ass cheeks together, loving the intrusion but instinctively trying to push him out.
Alex flicked a finger—or thumb, who knew?—over her clit, soothing her.
It didn’t soothe, it inflamed. Dear God, she was so close. So close, and she didn’t want to come like this. Not on his fingers. But the ache, the exquisite agony, Lord, she just wanted to give in to it.
“Please, Al,” she begged, sobs building in her chest. “Not your hand. Don’t want your hand.”
His hand stilled, his fingers wedged deep in her ass. “You want my cock, baby?”
“God, yes,” she exclaimed.
Above her mouth Des’s balls tightened further. He pumped his shaft faster.
“Y-yours too,” she wheezed, and licked Des so he’d know she spoke to him.
“Al?” It was Des who spoke now. He stretched over and passed something to Alex. A condom.
She was forced to wait, her patience running low, as the men sheathed themselves.
How freaking long did it take to put on a condom or two? An hour?
Alex took longer than Des, probably because he’d taken his sweet time extracting his fingers from her butt. He laughed softly at her. “Impatient much?”
“Done yet?” she snapped back.
“Almost.” He made a show of rolling the condom over his shaft very slowly, knowing she’d react somehow.
She did react.
She flung herself on top of Des, using her weight to push him backwards. He landed with a chuckle. “Lucky I work faster than Alex.”
She straddled him. “Is your condom on?” Her patience had run out.
His laughter died, but his eyes gleamed. Not with humor, with something else. Something that made her heart soar. “It’s on.”
“Thank fucking God.” She grabbed the base of his penis, steadied it and lowered her pussy onto it. Onto his thick, hard cock, exalting in every inch that slid inside her.
Their cries intermingled, gratification echoing off the bedroom walls.
Des’s hands were on her butt, pulling her down harder, closer, lodging himself deeper inside her. Where he belonged. He drove into her once, twice, fifty times.
She could have come right then. Wanted to, but didn’t. She closed her eyes and beat down the urge.
Not without Alex. This time she wanted Alex with her and Des, not just observing from the sidelines. She leaned over Des and kissed him.
“That is so fucking sexy,” Alex said from behind her.
She turned to look at him but he didn’t notice. His gaze was focused on her butt.
“So hot. I’ve never seen anything like it.” He had his hand on his cock, squeezing. “Fuck her, Reedy,” Alex instructed. “Fuck her while I watch.”
She whipped her head back around in time to see Des’s eyes squeeze shut. He complied, withdrawing from her depths and plunging back in, making her whimper.
“That’s it,” Alex exclaimed. “Just like that. Do it again.”
Des clasped her butt cheeks tighter and fucked her like Alex
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