My dick swells more, and I hunch over, losing my breath. This is blowing my mind. I’m about to come, and it’s going to be off the charts. This is too much—too much pressure, too much pleasure, too much stimulation from every direction.
Dropping my hand from her breast to her pussy, I stroke her clit in time with my thrusts, and I feel it, feel her shudder as she starts coming apart.
Chapter Nineteen
CANDY
Title: Resistance is Futile
From Candy Boys (Blog serial)
“Come for me,” he whispers. “Come for me, Candy.”
As if I have a choice.
Still, I ask, “And if I don’t?”
He grunts. “Then we’ll fuck you harder.”
Now we’re talking.
My body shakes uncontrollably as I come again, impaled on Jet’s cock. God, I can’t… can’t stop coming, he feels so good inside me, especially when he lets out a low moan, his cock jerking, the heat of his cum scorching even through the condom.
Jet inside me, and Joel in my mouth, so thick and hard. I suck on him sloppily, unable to focus as fireworks are still exploding in my body.
Then he’s coming, too, groaning as his dick jerks and shoots in my mouth. I start to swallow, choking on his cum, when he pulls out and comes all over my breasts, his blue eyes wide.
“Holy fuck,” he whispers, then grunts, shooting again. His cum is hot. He’s hot as he comes, mouth parted, cheeks flushed, hunched slightly over, those abs clenched tight, his fist around his big cock.
And he’s still hard.
Whoa.
I look up from his cock to meet his eyes. They’re still dazed, but a gleam has entered them, and a dark brow has gone up in question.
Can I take him? My pussy is still clenching around Jet’s cock, and his hand is still between my legs, resting on top of my mound, a warm pressure.
“Looks like big boy wants in, too,” Jet drawls in my ear, sending shivers skittering down my spine. “What do you say, Sugar Pop?”
Joel’s other brow goes up at the endearment. My cheeks are burning. I’m caught between pleasure and embarrassment, in a net of affection and desire and confusion.
“Yeah,” I whisper.
Looks like I can take him, after all. I’m taking everything these boys have to offer. I’ve wanted it too long to chicken out now.
I gasp when Jet pulls out of me, and his breathing is ragged, too. Joel reaches for me, and I’m passed from one to the other like a doll. Joel lifts me easily in his lap, then produces another condom and rips the foil open with his teeth to put it on.
I remember how his cock felt inside me the first time, so thick and long and frigging hard—but a shocked cry escapes me this time as he slides into me.
“Okay?” His eyes are concerned as he looks up at me. God, he has pretty eyes.
“Yeah.” My voice is breathy. I’m so full of him, like I could burst. But something is missing. “Jet…”
“Right here.” Jet puts his hands on my back, slips them down to my ass and squeezes. “Love your ass.”
I moan when he runs his thumb down the crack, teasing my back entrance. His thumb continues its journey down until he touches the place where Joel and I are joined, making me jolt. My breath comes in short gasps.
“Wanna take us both at once some day?” Jet’s voice is husky, laced with desire, and oh crap, is he hardening again? Because I’m sure I felt something hot and hard brush my back. “Front and back? One in your pussy, the other in your ass?”