Jeremy beamed. “There’s a reason you’re the brains of this operation.”
Max scoffed. “What does that make us?”
“I’m obviously the good looks. And you’re the brawn. I guess.”
“Don’t be ridiculous. You’ve clearly got it the wrong way around.”
“I disagree wholeheartedly.”
“Boys,” I said, picking up the assembly manual. There were no words written on the pristine white pages, just diagrams ordered in a step-by-step fashion. “The sooner we stop bickering and get this bed made, the sooner we can break it in.”
Jeremy cleared his throat. “Yep. Shutting up now. Hand me that hammer, will you?”
“Yeah,” agreed Max, “pass me that screwdriver.”
I giggled and watched as my men busily got to work. We ran into a few snags along the way, mostly because Jeremy had misplaced a rather vital bolt. As it turned out, it was just buried beneath the layers of rubbish and packaging cardboard. What would have taken me all day to put together took the three of us a little under an hour. The mattress that I’d ordered with the bedframe was already unpacked and inflating in my bedroom. With a little bit of organization, a whole lot of laughing, and stolen kisses here and there, we finally managed to get everything set up –brand new silk sheets included.
The second Jeremy was finished arranging furniture in my room to make sure everything fit, he waltzed on over to me and cupped my face, kissing me hard on the mouth. We giggled together, falling backwards onto the bed.
Max sighed, “Shouldn’t we take a shower first? We’re all sweaty from–”
I grabbed Max by the hand and pulled him down with us. I took it by the sound of his deep laugh that he didn’t much mind being interrupted.
We easily stripped out of our clothes, more than happy to get out of the sticky fabric and run our hands over each other with fervent need. Jeremy sat up in bed and let me straddle him between my thighs, the shaft of his throbbing cock rubbing against my clit. I rolled my hips, grinding against him with purpose. Jeremy continued to kiss me as he fondled my breasts. He sat at the edge of the bed, providing Max ample space to come in from behind and press his chest to my back. Max combed my hair out of the way and mouthed at my earlobe and the back of my neck. I could feel his hard length rubbing between my ass cheeks, hot like fire and slick like rain.
“What do you want to do, Alice?” Jeremy asked me.
I ran my hands over his shoulders and down the sides of his arms, looking at him with nothing but desire. I arched my back and pressed my shoulders against Max, reaching a hand behind me to hook around his neck.
“Remember what we talked about before?” I asked. “A little while back?”
“Are you sure?” said Max gruffly, voice hoarse with want.
I nodded. “I’m sure. I really want the two of you.”
“Okay,” said Jeremy. “But we’ll take it slow at first, okay? We don’t want to hurt you.”
I leaned forward and kissed him on the forehead. “Don’t worry. I know you’ll both take care of me.”
After rolling on condoms and prepping me with some lube, I mounted Jeremy, lowering myself slowly on to his solid member. I moaned languidly as he stretched me. I wrapped his arms around my back to provide me support as Max lined himself up with ass, teasing my ring of muscle with the head of his cock. I squirmed, not because I was uncomfortable, but because I was eager to have him fully inside of me. I didn’t understand why he was being so careful. This wasn’t the first time we’d done it in the rear entrance, so it wasn’t like I was going to be too tight to penetrate.
I shook my ass, deliberately teasing both Jeremy and Max. “Come on,” I encouraged. “Come on, Max. Please.”
“Yeah, come on, Max,” whined Jeremy. “This is killing me.”
Max placed his hands on my hips and growled, his voice vibrating right through me. He pressed into me slowly, groaning as my tight walls surrounded him. I shivered beneath their combined touch, feeling wonderfully full and overwhelmingly electric. I’d never felt so complete in my entire life. I tilted my head back and groaned louder than I ever groaned before, pressing my palms flat against Jeremy’s chest for support as Max started to move. He was once again in charge of setting the pace, working me slowly at first with gentle thrusts of his hips.
I could tell he was testing the waters. After all, this was a new experience for all three of us. We read each other’s body language, listened to each other carefully, eased up when one of us was growing the slightest bit uncomfortable. We eventually found a pace that worked for all of us. While Max snapped his hips into me, I bobbed up and down on Jeremy’s cock, deliberately clenching my muscles to help provide the both of them with the friction they were so clearly seeking.