Closing my eyes and gritting my teeth, I let that pressure grow until it becomes almost unbearable. My pussy lips tighten up around Madden’s fingers and, next thing I know, I’m screaming like a banshee. Every single muscle in my body seems to be twitching, and a high voltage current is electrifying my pussy. Even my hands have turned into fists, my fingernails digging deep into my skin.
And this is just the appetizer.
“Okay… Okay…” I breath out as that orgasm fades away, sitting up on the table again as Madden takes his fingers off my pussy. I wipe my forehead with the back of my hand, realizing that I’m drenched in sweat, and I look from Madden to Tristan with a devilish look on my face.
“Let’s have some fun,” I purr, pushing myself off the counter. Moving fast, my wicked instinct dictating the movements of my body, I turn toward Tristan and push his town shirt down his shoulders; then I pull his pants down and he just does the rest, taking off his shoes and kicking his pants to the corner.
“Your turn now,” I whisper, turning to Madden and taking both my hands to the collar of his shirt. Without bothering to unbutton it, I just pull at the fabric as hard as I can, tearing it apart and pushing it down his shoulders and arms. Locking my eyes on his, I then slide my hands down his naked chest and curl my fingers around his belt; unbuckling it, I then pull his zipper down and send his pants down to his ankles.
“Now we’re talking,” Madden grins as he kicks off his shoes and takes off his pants.
“Yes, we are,” I reply, looking at their almost naked bodies, their boxer briefs the only barrier between me and their glorious cock. “Take it off,” I command them, sitting up on the countertop again and smiling. I never blink as they take their fingers to their waist and start pulling down their boxers, doing it so slowly that I almost jump toward them to do it myself.
When they finally send their boxers down their legs, their cocks springing free fast, I spread my legs wide and invite them in.
Madden is the first to take me up on that invitation; he closes the distance between our naked bodies fast, standing up between my spread legs and grabbing his cock with one hand.
“Ready for it?” He teases me, angling his cock down and brushing its tip up the length of my wet pussy lips.
“I was born ready,” I reply, throwing my arms over his shoulders and burying my fingernails on the muscles of his back. I pull him into me, doing it with as much as strength as I have, and he just thrusts. His cock pushes my inner lips aside and, straining against my inner walls, his whole twelve inches fly deep inside of me.
I moan against his ear as I feel his thickness pulsing inside my pussy, and I nibble at his earlobe, pulling it between my teeth. Tristan comes up my side and I act fast, taking one hand out of Madden’s back and using it to grab his cock. Gritting my teeth, I somehow manage to regain a bit of focus and I start stroking Tristan, moving my hand up and down the length of his shaft as Madden thrusts.
I close my eyes as his cock goes in and out of me at a steady but growing pace, flames of ecstasy rising from my pussy and going all the way up to my brain, turning my rati
onal mind into ashes.
“Fuck,” I groan, suddenly letting go of Tristan’s cock. I just can’t focus right now. Madden is fucking me so perfectly that his thrusts demand all of my brainpower.
Tristan isn’t bothered by that - he just takes both his hands to my breasts and cups them as Madden fucks me, pinching both my nipples at the same time. And, as Madden rhythm starts to grow fiercer, Tristan intensifies the pressure of his fingers on my nipples.
“I love the look on your face while you’re getting fucked,” Tristan whispers and, giving me no time for a reply, he leans into me and crushes his mouth against mine. Holding my head with one hand on the nape of my neck, he pushes his tongue past my lips and explores the inside of my mouth eagerly. The hand he has on my breasts slides down to my stomach, and then he turns it around and reaches for my clit, pressing on it with two quick fingers.
With Madden fucking me while Tristan works on my clit, I think it’s safe to say that I won’t last long. I can already feel my insides clenching, that pleasant warmness taking over my body and making my mind straddle the limbo between the conscious and the unconscious.
A ball of fire grows on the pit of my stomach and I scream. And let me tell you, I scream so loud that I wouldn’t be surprise if every piece of glass in the house shattered into a million pieces. My lungs are pushing past their limits, my throat is raw, and even my blood seems to boiling inside my veins.
My pussy is as tight as a vice around Madden’s cock, and I throw myself back over the counter, the cold granite surface failing to cool down the ecstasy raging through my body and mind.
“Now that was a start,” I manage to say, the words burning up my throat. Sitting back up on the counter, I whimper as Madden slides his cock out of me, the emptiness it leaves behind making my heart ache. If it were up to me, I’d have one of their cocks inside my pussy 24/7.
“Now let’s see what you can do,” I continue, turning my attention toward Tristan as I push myself off the counter. Pressing my breasts against his naked chest, I take my hands to his shoulders and push him down, forcing him to go on his knees. He obliges willingly, his hands sliding down the side of my body as he goes; I continue pushing on his shoulders to make him lie down on the floor, but this time he resists me.
Grabbing my ass cheeks firmly, he takes his mouth to my pussy and wraps his lips around my clit, pressing on it with the tip of his tongue. Opening his mouth wide, he then sucks on my folds at the same time, lapping at them with his tongue. I tangle my fingers on his hair and thrust against his face, rubbing my wetness all over him as he devours me relentlessly.
“Now that looks like fun,” I hear Madden say behind me and, next thing I know, I feel his fingertips over my shoulder blades. He does down to his knees behind me, his fingers sliding down my back, and then he replaces Tristan’s hands with his. Spreading my cheeks wide, he runs the tip of his tongue over it, only stopping when it goes over my asshole.
“Oh, God, this is --” I don’t get to finish my sentence. Madden presses his mouth against my ass and, using his lips and tongue to ravage it, he brings my brain to a halt and my words die somewhere on my throat.
I close my eyes and surrender to the moment, allowing them to destroy whatever sanity still lived inside my head with their mouths. And they do it happily, sucking and licking as if these were their last minutes on Earth with me.
“This is too much,” I whisper, more to myself than to him. As I speak, I feel my whole body tensing up like a nocked arrow, electricity engulfing every single nerve ending inside my muscles. “I’m gonna --” I start to say, but the orgasm just explodes inside of me so fast that my last words are replaced by a loud moan. I yank on Tristan’s hair as I come, pulling it so fiercely I might rip out a few locks out of his scalp; rocking my hips back and forth, I thrust against their mouths on a time, both their tongues inside of me.
“Now we can get started. You and me,” Tristan tells me, looking up at me as my juices drip down his chin. As I feel Madden pulling back from my ass, I lean in and rest both my hands on Tristan’s shoulders, and he finally allows me to lay him down on the floor.
He looks up at me expectantly but, moving fast, I turn around to face Madden. I place my feet on either side of Tristan’s waist and lower myself over him, his cock dangerously close to my pussy.
“Come here, you,” I tell Madden, and he walks up to me before I even have finished speaking. Reaching for his cock, I curl the fingers of one hand around it, feeling it’s heavy thickness against my palm, and flick my wrist. My fingers move up and down the length of his shaft and, as I do it, I grab Tristan’s cock with my other hand; angling it up, I press its tip against my pussy and then I just let instinct take the steering wheel.