grow into arousal he withdrew and replaced his finger with two and continued working them in and out with gentle strokes until she felt sure she could handle him. He worked her ass so thoroughly, while Gage played with her cunt, that she felt the flickers of an orgasm bloom deep within.
“Doing okay, Em?” Duke asked, and she heard the sound of a foil wrapper opening. This was it. She laid her head on the towel and nodded.
Gage sat on the bench beside her and stroked her back. His hand was warm and helped her feel grounded.
Emma smiled at him and said, “This is nothing like when you were laid out on a picnic table at the Campbell Lake campground, is it? What I’m getting in my ass, I want there.” Gage rolled his eyes wordlessly and shook his head.
“Oh, the irony,” Duke said with a soft chuckle. His thumb pressed against her pliant and ready asshole. “Ready, Em?”
Emma looked back at him and was entranced by the heat in his gray eyes. She returned his smile and nodded. She rested her cheek on the towels and groaned softly when she felt Duke’s blunt head at her anus. He felt enormous, but she was sure she could handle this. She breathed deep and willed her body to give in to him.
“Good, Em. You’re doing great.”
Duke pressed on her asshole and began to rock against her. The lubricant he’d worked into her did its job, and she could feel him gaining ground with each shallow thrust. Her heart was pounding out a rapid rhythm as his breath grew deep and raspy. “Oh, fuck, yes, Emma.”
His impassioned words made her want to give everything to him, to them both. She clasped Gage’s hand and made eye contact with him as she arched slightly and carefully pushed back on Duke’s next thrust. His cockhead slid through her resistant opening, and she gulped in a breath of air and moaned.
“Fuck! Yes,” Duke crooned as he stopped thrusting for a moment. “Don’t move, Emma. Give me a few seconds. You feel…amazing.”
Emma focused on breathing as she grew accustomed to the feeling of him in her ass. She became antsy for him to move and experimented with grinding back on him gently, working him in and out with tiny undulating movements.
Duke moaned softly. “The way you move, Em. Damn. I’m addicted to you.”
She knew exactly what he meant. “Can I have more?”
Duke laid his hot hands on her hips and caressed her. “Yes.”
He must have bent over her, because she suddenly felt his lips pressed against her shoulder, and then his chest made reassuring, warm contact with her back. He thrust in gentle, smooth strokes, and her breath rasped in and out in a staccato rhythm as she took more and more of him.
“Oh, yes, yes, yes, Duke.” She arched, wanting him all, feeling stretched nearly to the point of pain. Finally, his balls rubbed against her pussy and she thought she had just about all of him.
He drew back and thrust one last time and groaned. She reached back and caressed his cheek as he pressed a kiss against her shoulder then stood once more.
“Fuck me, Duke.”
He pulled back and thrust to the root again and growled deep in his chest. “You’re killing me, Em. You feel so good.”
She moaned as he thrust again and allowed it when he drew her back slightly on the table. She understood why a moment later when she felt Gage stroking her sopping-wet cunt from underneath while Duke stroked into her ass.
In a husky voice, Gage said, “What a hot little pussy you have, angel. Are you looking forward to us fucking you together?”
His words brought to mind what she imagined the three of them would look like together, and her pussy swelled and throbbed almost unbearably. Duke’s long, slick strokes over the sensitive nerve endings in her ass were creating a tidal wave of tension inside her.
“Yes, Gage. I want to feel you both inside me.” His gentle fingers stroked and teased at her cunt until she was sure she was about to come.
“Soon, angel.”
Duke ground out, “I’m about
“Doing okay, Em?” Duke asked, and she heard the sound of a foil wrapper opening. This was it. She laid her head on the towel and nodded.
Gage sat on the bench beside her and stroked her back. His hand was warm and helped her feel grounded.
Emma smiled at him and said, “This is nothing like when you were laid out on a picnic table at the Campbell Lake campground, is it? What I’m getting in my ass, I want there.” Gage rolled his eyes wordlessly and shook his head.
“Oh, the irony,” Duke said with a soft chuckle. His thumb pressed against her pliant and ready asshole. “Ready, Em?”
Emma looked back at him and was entranced by the heat in his gray eyes. She returned his smile and nodded. She rested her cheek on the towels and groaned softly when she felt Duke’s blunt head at her anus. He felt enormous, but she was sure she could handle this. She breathed deep and willed her body to give in to him.
“Good, Em. You’re doing great.”
Duke pressed on her asshole and began to rock against her. The lubricant he’d worked into her did its job, and she could feel him gaining ground with each shallow thrust. Her heart was pounding out a rapid rhythm as his breath grew deep and raspy. “Oh, fuck, yes, Emma.”
His impassioned words made her want to give everything to him, to them both. She clasped Gage’s hand and made eye contact with him as she arched slightly and carefully pushed back on Duke’s next thrust. His cockhead slid through her resistant opening, and she gulped in a breath of air and moaned.
“Fuck! Yes,” Duke crooned as he stopped thrusting for a moment. “Don’t move, Emma. Give me a few seconds. You feel…amazing.”
Emma focused on breathing as she grew accustomed to the feeling of him in her ass. She became antsy for him to move and experimented with grinding back on him gently, working him in and out with tiny undulating movements.
Duke moaned softly. “The way you move, Em. Damn. I’m addicted to you.”
She knew exactly what he meant. “Can I have more?”
Duke laid his hot hands on her hips and caressed her. “Yes.”
He must have bent over her, because she suddenly felt his lips pressed against her shoulder, and then his chest made reassuring, warm contact with her back. He thrust in gentle, smooth strokes, and her breath rasped in and out in a staccato rhythm as she took more and more of him.
“Oh, yes, yes, yes, Duke.” She arched, wanting him all, feeling stretched nearly to the point of pain. Finally, his balls rubbed against her pussy and she thought she had just about all of him.
He drew back and thrust one last time and groaned. She reached back and caressed his cheek as he pressed a kiss against her shoulder then stood once more.
“Fuck me, Duke.”
He pulled back and thrust to the root again and growled deep in his chest. “You’re killing me, Em. You feel so good.”
She moaned as he thrust again and allowed it when he drew her back slightly on the table. She understood why a moment later when she felt Gage stroking her sopping-wet cunt from underneath while Duke stroked into her ass.
In a husky voice, Gage said, “What a hot little pussy you have, angel. Are you looking forward to us fucking you together?”
His words brought to mind what she imagined the three of them would look like together, and her pussy swelled and throbbed almost unbearably. Duke’s long, slick strokes over the sensitive nerve endings in her ass were creating a tidal wave of tension inside her.
“Yes, Gage. I want to feel you both inside me.” His gentle fingers stroked and teased at her cunt until she was sure she was about to come.
“Soon, angel.”
Duke ground out, “I’m about
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