I want to touch them both. I watch Cayde shrug out of his shirt and joggers, his powerful nude body just as gorgeous as Dean’s, and I feel like I’m losing my mind with desire. I gasp when Cayde slides his hands up my thighs, spreading my legs as he kneels down between them. I’m on the verge of begging when I feel his finger slide up the crease of my dripping wet pussy, the skin so sensitive that I cry out with pleasure just from that slight touch, my head falling back.
“Get her on the bed,” Cayde says, and Dean reaches for me, pulling me back so that I’m laying stretched out on my back, sideways on the bed. I’m confused for just a moment, and then I catch the grin on Dean’s face as he straddles my face, his cock brushing over my lips and into my mouth as he leans forward to press his lips to my pussy.
His lips brush over my clit at the same moment that Cayde’s cockhead slips into my entrance, and I come instantly.
I’ve never felt anything like it. My pussy clenches hard around Cayde’s cock, squeezing as he shoves himself deeply inside with one thrust, an almost pained groan spilling from his lips.
“Fuck, you’re so goddamn tight,” he growls. I cry out, Dean’s cock choking me and muffling the sounds I’m making as I come hard, my fingers clawing at the sheets as I do my best not to accidentally bite Dean. I feel as if I’m going out of my mind with pleasure, the orgasm drawn out long beyond anything I thought was possible as Dean sucks my clit into his mouth, his tongue lashing over it as Cayde fucks me hard, his cock plunging in and out of my spasming pussy as if I’m not squeezing every inch of him with all of my strength.
He pulls out, gasping, as my climax starts to recede. Dean comes up for air, his cock buried in my mouth as Cayde slides his cock up to my clit, nudging his tip against the still-pulsing nub of flesh as I try my best to suck Dean’s cock, my entire body still shaking with pleasure.
I’ve never experienced anything like it. I can barely concentrate on Dean in my mouth. There’s so much sensation sweeping over me. Dean leans down to lick my clit every time Cayde slides back inside of me, just to come up a few minutes later and let Cayde rub my clit with his cockhead, until I’m trembling on the verge of a second orgasm. I’m so wet I can feel it leaking onto the sheets. I canhearit as Cayde fucks me and slides his cock along my pussy, but I’m too horny to be embarrassed by it. Every time Cayde groans as he slides inside of me, or I hear Dean moan at the taste of me as he slides his tongue over my clit just turns me on more.
“You taste so fucking good,” Dean growls, just before he sucks my clit into his mouth, and Cayde thrusts himself all the way into me again, and that’s it.
I come for a second time, Dean’s cock sliding out of my mouth and rubbing against my cheek as I nearly scream with pleasure, my whole body shuddering with how fucking good it feels. And then, just when I think I’m done, Dean slides off of me, leaving Cayde to slip his cock out of my pussy and start to fuck my folds with his fat length, his cockhead bumping up against my clit with every thrust. I look down to see him gripping his cock, fucking masturbating himself with my pussy, and in my wild, aroused state, it’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.
I’ve stopped being able to tell where one orgasm ends and another begins. I feel as if I’m just riding the crest of a climax, my whole body overcome with pleasure, and my moan turns to a high-pitched whine as Cayde rubs his dick against my clit like a sex toy. I feel myself on the verge of coming again, cresting the wave, and I hear myself moaning, blurting out, “It feels so fucking good, oh my god don’t fucking stop please don’t stop I’m—”
I cry out as another spasm of pleasure hits me, my clit pulsing against the head of Cayde’s cock, my heartbeat pounding so loudly in my ears that I almost don’t hear the sound of Cayde growling with his own pleasure, but Ifeelit. I feel the hot rush of cum as he spurts over my clit, over my pussy, soaking my folds with his cum as he fucks me like that, and then slides his cock into me again, thrusting hard through the last throbs of his own orgasm.
The moment Cayde is done, Dean reaches for me, pulling me astride him as he lays back on the pillows. I have another moment of shock at how normal this all is—no handcuffs or ties or toys or whips, just me about to ride one of the guys I’m fucking, my body still shaking with pleasure from the orgasms I’ve already had. And at this moment, I don’t even care that that’s weird. All I care about are Dean’s strong, long-fingered hands on my waist, lifting me atop him, his cock pressing against my cum-soaked entrance, seemingly not giving a shit that his best friend just drenched me with his cum. And after all, why would he? They’ve both shared me before, both drenched me in their cum together before. This is just a tiny step further.
It feels good to fuck Dean like this. To ride him with my hands pressed against his smooth chest, looking down into his pale eyes, not seeing arrogance or anger or smugness there but just pleasure, to feel his hand sliding up against my cheek and into my hair as my hips move against him. To hear him groan my name as I slide down onto him again and again, leaning forward, kissing him.
It all feels way too fucking good.
I see Cayde stroking himself again, his cock hardening as he slides his hand over the curve of my ass, fingers teasing between my cheeks as he lubes me there with my own arousal and his cum, his finger slipping inside. He pumps his finger in and out of me a few times, his cock going rock-hard at the sound of my moans, and then he slides onto the bed, replacing his finger with the head of his cock as he straddles Dean’s legs and prepares to slide into my ass as Dean keeps thrusting up into my pussy, to fill me completely.
And then there is the click of the door opening, and we all turn in unison to see Jaxon standing there, his expression conflicted as he takes in the three of us on the bed.
A rush of lust washes over me, a feeling of being caught, of being watched, and suddenly I want him to be a part of this more than I want anything in the world.
“You three look like you’re having fun,” he says, deadpan, and I toss my head back, grinning at him.
“We are,” I say confidently, rolling my hips down onto Dean as I feel Cayde pressing against my tight ass. “You should come join us. I’ve still got an open space for you.”
Jaxon
Ishould say no. I should fucking turn around and leave. I don’t know what possessed me to open the door in the first place—it’s not even my fucking room. But something about the sounds coming from inside of it made me feel a twist in my gut, arousal sweeping through me along with a feeling of sick dread all at once.
I want her, and I don’t want her.
I’m turned on seeing her with them, and I’m disgusted by it.
I don’t know how I fucking feel about any of it anymore.
Seeing her with them, like this, tells me all I need to know about the state of the supposed “game.” Dean and Cayde have clearly joined forces. There’s no punishment happening here, no joint subjugation of Dean’s pet. They’re sharing her, plain and simple, the way we used to do all the time with girls back in college.
But Athena isn’t just any girl.
I’ve still got an open space for you.
Dean’s balls-deep in her pussy and Cayde’s on the verge of breaching her ass, so that means just one thing. Athena’s mouth around my cock, her wide eyes looking up at me as she sucks me, moaning around my length as she bounces up and down on their dicks. It sounds so fucking good. My cock is so hard it hurts. And even as I tell myself to turn around and leave, my feet are carrying me into the room.
Athena smiles at me as I stride forward, and I feel that familiar mix of lust and anger, desire and resentment. I want her more than I want to breathe, and at the same time, I don’t want to give her anything. I don’t want to give her any part of myself because I’m terrified of what might happen—to her and to me—if I do. I don’t strip down for her like Dean and Cayde have. I don’t do anything except pull down my zipper as she watches, fisting my hard cock as I pull it out of my jeans. I see the desire glint in her eyes as she leans forward to take me into her mouth.
The warmth of her mouth is intoxicating. For someone who was a virgin not all that long ago, she knows how to suck a cock. The way she wraps her lips around me is enough to make me forget my reservations. The slide of her tongue on the underside of my dick is enough to make me wish I’d fucked her a long time ago. I barely even notice what else is happening, Dean’s hands on her waist as he thrusts up into her and Cayde’s on her hips as he pushes himself into her ass. I feel her mouth tighten around me as Cayde slides into her, breaching her tight ass. I feel an electric bolt of pleasure from my groin to the tip of my cock at the sensation of her lips and throat squeezing my length.