I’m reduced to a throbbing collection of shivering urges, each one rising to the surface and being met immediately. As soon as I feel like I need pressure, pressure is there. As soon as I feel like I need friction, friction is there.
Fingers slide past my lower lip, opening my mouth. A new sensation startles me and I open my eyes, astonished to see a magnificent cock just centimeters from my open lips.
Looking up, I catch Will’s determined gaze. He scowls at me in concentration as he arranges his body over mine. His manhood is thick and straight, curving back slightly like a saber. The veins are smooth and thick beneath the skin. A rosy head crowns his dick, with a fat slit dripping a pearl of pre-cum that makes my mouth water.
As I watch, transfixed, his strong hand closes around his cock, stroking it expertly from the base to the tip. He slows at the end and draws the pad of his thumb across the pre-cum, smearing it deliciously across the head.
“Stick out your tongue,” he urges me, his voice foreign with the thickness of lust.
Obediently, I push my tongue out over my lower lip. Balancing his weight on the headboard, he straddles my shoulders and aims his fat cock at my waiting tongue and mouth.
“Ohhhh, fuck, yeah,” he groans as he swipes the head of his cock across my tongue.
“Uhhhhh nnnn hnnn,” I grunt encouragingly, wriggling under his weight.
My hands close around his steel-hard thighs, pulling him closer. But he holds back, only teasing me with the tip. I watch, enchanted as he fists himself two, three times, pulling back and them coming forward again when I am starving for his taste. Then, just as I get a bit of his salty nectar, he pulls back again.
“Tell me you want it,” he groans.
“I want it!” I reply obediently.
“Open your mouth!” he barks, startling me, and I have to do exactly as he says. As soon as my tongue is out he slaps the head of his dick against it and then slides in, filling my mouth until I can’t breathe. I’m choking but I still want more. My eyes water but I still want more. Even when he tries to pull out I grab his thighs and suck, hard, bringing his meat all the way to the back of my throat.
“Oh fuck! Yeah, take it!” he moans, stuffing my mouth with urgent, deeper thrusts. “Yeah you want it. Yeah that’s—unnnnhhhhhhhh.”
Eyes stinging, I force my tongue to relax under the relentless assault of his meat. He begins to thrust harder, deeper, his hips rhythmically flexing like a smooth machine. Every thrust brings him closer, and I feel his body changing as he gets even harder, even thicker.
Just when I think I can’t go any more, I feel my legs pushed far apart. I can barely breathe around all the dick that is in my mouth, but suddenly I am gasping as a wet, hot tongue goes to work expertly licking my throbbing sex.
A moan spirals out of me, and the vibrations prod Will into deeper thrusting. My hips work on their own, circling, blindly searching for more friction. The combination of sensations is overloading my mind with sensory input and I feel myself spinning in space, dizzy even though I’m not moving anywhere.
Still, I can’t choke or stop sucking his cock. I want it all: every inch of me plundered. Every deep itch scratched.
With a roar, Will buries his meat in my mouth, stretching deep into my narrow throat as he unloads his seed directly into me. His thighs clench under my grasping fingers. Simultaneously, Cass begins sucking my clit, his tongue thrumming against my pearl as he lifts me off the mattress.
Shattering, spinning, the orgasm blasts through me. I am full with Will’s dick and this fireworks explosion in my sex. I blast apart into pieces, totally obliterated.
As the climax rips through me, I vaguely feel more happening. Cass is not done with me yet. Warm, golden waves lap at my consciousness, begging me to slip into the warm dark. But there’s more.
As I am floating on a pool of half-conscious bliss, Cass continues working my pussy. Back and forth, his tongue slides up and down my slit, pausing to poke gently at my entrance. Yes. This is good. This is so good.
Curiously, he pushes with only the gentlest pressure, leaving the more intense sensation for my inner lips and clit. I’ve acclimated to those sensations but this new invasion hints at a deeper pleasure, one I haven’t explored.
My pelvis rolls in unison with his rhythmic pulsing, encouraging him deeper. I feel Will’s weight shift behind me as he moves down the bed, his body wedging behind my hip.
My thigh drapes over Cass’s shoulder as they reposition me onto my side. Still blissed out, I am totally at their mercy. Wherever they want me, that’s where I will go. The pressure… that delicious pressure. I feel it now, right at the breach. I want more of it. Even if it hurts a little bit, it’s worth it to feel the pressure. It’s worth it to fill the ache that is inside of me.
And as I feel that pressure, I feel another strange sensation as Will begins to stroke the crack of my ass. His fingers are firm, but gentle. Still, I know exactly what he means to do.
Yes, is all I can think. Yes, I want it all.
The mattress heaves again as Cass crawls up next to me. He kisses me, his lips salty and sweet with my own musk. His tongue plunges into my mouth and I suck at it gently, savoring the taste of my sex on his lips.
“Tell me you want it,” he whispers into my mouth.
My hips rock against his hand and Will’s hand, letting my body feel around blindly for the ways to get them inside me. I need it so much now, I can barely hold on to words.
“Yessssss,” I manage to groan. “I want it.”