Ford’s cock pushed inside me, spreading me so wide I wanted to scream and push away, but just as I was ready to protest, he seated himself deep within and held still, the sting fading to a full, stretched sensation that made me long to squirm on his thick cock. I wanted to move, but I could not.
My legs were wrapped around Logan’s head, his tongue licking my clit like I was made of the finest cream. Trapped between the two men, images from the previous evening rose to taunt me with their wicked ways and I closed my eyes once more, helpless to fight the heat rising to claim me. I wanted it. God, I wanted them with desperate need, with a pleasurable lust that I couldn’t deny.
They weren’t hurting me—they weren’t gentle, but I did not want that—as they took me. This was taking. Just like the men I’d watched at the hotel fuck their woman. I never knew a woman could be fucked in such a position, but I was so full I couldn’t believe my body had accepted Ford’s huge cock.
Ford held himself still inside me as Logan’s mouth worked me. With his fingers, he spread my pussy lips wide, allowing Ford’s cock to slide just a bit deeper into my body, all the way in, striking my womb with a sharp note that made me moan and attempt to lower my legs, but the moment I lifted my legs from Logan’s shoulders, Ford’s hands wrapped around my thighs, holding me open and wide, unable to move away from either his huge cock or Logan’s tongue.
Logan bent his dark head, sucked and licked, driving me mad. It was almost too much, the overwhelming feel of being surrounded by both of them, taken by both of them, touched, fucked, sucked. God, it was almost unbearable.
I tensed, trying to break Ford’s hold on my legs, but Logan shook his head and bit my clit gently in reprimand as Ford tightened his grip. “Don’t move, Lizzie. Your body is ours now. We will make you come, love. We’ll make you scream with pleasure. Just let go.”
There was nothing I could do but give in to their touch. Ford held me in place, impaled on his hard cock, knees spread wide as Logan worked me with his tongue. It was all so intense that my back arched and my body jerked in an effort to escape the force of the release I felt building.
“Come for us, Lizzie. Come now.”
I couldn’t give over on my own, but Ford’s rumbled command somehow pushed me over the edge and I lost control, screaming as my body bucked and shattered on his cock.
As I settled back to earth, Logan’s kisses on my clit gentled into a warm exploration and I lay languid and spent in Ford’s arms, his cock still buried deep.
But it wasn’t to last. Logan lifted his head and sat back on his heels in front of me. Before I knew what was happening, Ford lifted us both and repositioned me on my hands and knees, his hard length never leaving my body as he moved behind me. Just as I’d watched the night before.
Hard hands gripped my hips as Ford pulled out so that just the broad head of his cock nestled inside, then pushed deep once more. His guttural groan of pleasure came with another command. “Logan made you come, love. Now it’s his turn. Take his cock in your mouth.”
I lifted my head to see Logan’s thick cock within reach. It jutted from his body, dark and angry colored. Fluid seeped from the tip and slid down the thick length. Take his cock in my mouth?
As I opened my mouth to protest, to question why a woman would do that, Logan’s thick length touched my lips. Ford slammed deep once more, moving my entire body forward, and the thick tip of Logan’s cock filled my mouth. I gasped at the surprise of it all, which made Logan groan.
“Good girl,” Logan said. “Lick it. Yes, like that.”
The soft head fascinated me and I ran my tongue along its round rim as Ford pulled out and drove deep yet again.
Logan’s hands were buried in my hair and I felt his growl of approval as I licked and explored his length. While the woman the night before hadn’t had a cock in her mouth, she’d had two men pleasuring her, just as she’d been pleasuring them. I was the dark-haired beauty between two men, taking one in my mouth as the other fucked me from behind.
Fantasy merged with reality and I took Logan’s cock deeper, sucking hard and fast before releasing him over and over, mimicking the rhythm of the hard thrust and release of Ford’s cock in and out of my pussy.
Ford’s hand slid down my back and his thumb brushed over my back entrance. I stilled and moaned around Logan’s cock.
“Fuck, Ford, do that again,” Logan said, his voice rough like tumbled rocks.
“Play with her arse?” Ford replied. “You like it when I touch you there, don’t you? She’s squeezing my cock. I don’t know how long I’m going to make it if she keeps doing that.”
His thumb, slick with my arousal, pressed into me. I wasn’t as stunned by his actions as I should have been, as I would have been if I hadn’t seen the woman the night before. I knew what came next, but Logan’s cock was in my mouth.
All of a sudden, my body gave way and Ford’s thumb slipped inside. There was a slight burning to being stretched in such a way, but there were too many sensations at once for it to bother me. Ford began to move then, fucking me with his cock and slowly fucking me in my back entrance with his thumb.
Logan’s fingers tugged on my hair, distracting me from Ford’s ass play. I wanted to make Logan lose control. I wanted both men to be mindless with lust, just like the two men I’d seen that night. I wanted to be the goddess between them now. I was the one who made Logan tug harder. I was the one who made Ford thrust deeper, faster. Me.
Logan’s cock jumped and bucked against the roof of my mouth and I swallowed down the salty taste of his release. Ford lost all sense of rhythm and fucked me hard, hitting the top of my womb with every thrust of his hips.
Desperate for breath, I released Logan’s cock from my mouth and tried to force air into my hot lungs. My body spiraled once more, a release just out of reach.
Logan knelt on the blanket and reached down to lift my chin. I looked up into his dark eyes and saw something there I’d never seen before. I didn’t know if it was love, or lust, or reverence, but the look made me whimper with longing.
As he lowered his lips to mine, he issued a command to Ford. “Touch her, Ford. She’s riding the edge.” His lips grazed mine, quick and light and too fast. “Aren’t you, my Lizzie?”
I licked my lips and he took them in earnest, bowing my neck up and back as he took the kiss he wanted from me, a hot, wet duel of thrusting tongues and desperate need.
He kissed me, pulling on my nipples where they hung down over the blanket as Ford obeyed Logan’s order to reach around my hip and stroke my clit once more.