I wrapped a hand around her throat, careful not to cut off her air supply, and slid my cock until my balls were pressed against her face and she was gagging around my dick. Her mouth was so fucking wet, so fucking warm.
I began slow, letting her jaw get used to my girth. I wasn’t a small man by any means, and I knew she had to be skilled as fuck to take all eight inches of me down her throat. Add the width of my cock to that?
I was damn surprised she wasn’t struggling.
Instead, she gripped my thighs, moaning around my cock stuffing her mouth as she allowed me to fuck her face, my hand tightening a bit on her throat. Nathan’s hand joined mine, and together, we cut off her breathing. The loudest fucking moan I’d ever heard vibrated my dick straight down to my balls.
“She loves breath play,” Nathan told me. “Wants to be brought right to edge of consciousness before I let her come.”
And he was right. We released her throat right as she came, and I slipped out of her mouth, stroking my cock as she coughed, trying to breathe through the waves of ecstasy washing through her body. Nathan shouted her name as he spilled inside her pussy. He moved out of the way, and I flipped her over onto her stomach before spinning her around, dragging her so her feet were on the floor. “Raise up, sweet girl,” I ordered.
She rose up on her tiptoes, Nathan’s cum dripping down her thighs. It was such a hot fucking sight—her pussy wet and glistening, cum dripping out of her, her cunt all red and swollen.
With a soft groan, I slid inside of her. “Ah, fuck,” I hissed.
Nathan slid his dick between her waiting lips, his fingers lacing in her hair, pulling it into a ponytail in his hands. “She feels fucking incredible, doesn’t she? So wet. So tight. So fucking needy, aren’t you, baby girl?” he asked her.
She moaned in response.
I gripped her ass cheeks and parted them. Looking at her ass, I could tell Nathan used it regularly, which worked for me. If he could fit in there, then that meant I could. And I loved ass.
I slipped out of her pussy, thoroughly lubricated, and eased into her ass. She cried out around Nathan’s shaft, her eyes practically rolling back into her head. Nathan grunted and spilled into her mouth before sliding out, letting her cry out my name as she begged me to fuck her harder.
“Daddy, please,” she begged. That fucking name off her sweet lips almost made me come, but by sheer willpower, I held it back.
Nathan gestured for me to pull her back a little, and he knelt on the floor against the bed and sucked on her clit. She screamed, her hands fisting the wet comforter. Her entire body shook as she came over and over again, her voice hoarse from screams.
“You feel so fucking good, baby girl,” I growled, leaning over her as I pounded into her ass. I gripped a perfect tit in my hand, squeezing roughly. She sobbed, thrusting back on me all while grinding her clit against Nathan’s face. “We’re going to fuck you until you can’t walk,” I swore.
“Please,” she whimpered, fuckingbeggingfor it.
Nathan was right. Shewasgoddamn insatiable.
I sucked at the skin of her neck, marking her skin. I grunted as I came hard in her ass, my hips pumping in and out of her as I came harder than I ever had in my fucking life.
She slumped forward on the bed. Nathan stood up as I eased out of her.
“She needs a shower,” he said quietly.
I lightly smacked her pink ass, and she moaned, jumping slightly, the flesh no doubt a bit tender from me gripping it. “What she needs is a shower to clean upand thena hot bath,” I told him. “Get the shower started.”
Nathan leaned over the bed and softly kissed her. “Sit tight, baby girl.”
“Not going anywhere,” she mumbled.
I laughed softly. No, I bet she wasn’t, not after how thoroughly she just got fucked. She probably couldn’t get her legs to function.
I gently rolled her to her back and then lifted her into my arms before carrying her to the shower. Nathan was already in, steam rising over the glass door. He pushed the door open and watched as I stepped in with her. While I held her, he bathed her, laughing softly at her when she began to complain of being sleepy.
But I had a feeling that if we had continued taking turns on her, she would have kept going right along with us, exhaustion and sleep be damned.
And after we got her into the tub, she passed out against my chest before I could even pass her off to Nathan. He chuckled and took her foot in his hands, beginning to massage them.
“See?” he quietly told me. “She’s open to just about everything.” He hadn’t been wrong. She’d loved everything we did to her and with her.
“What happens in the morning?” I asked him. I knew what I wanted, but she was still his girlfriend.
He smiled, his eyes on her peaceful, beautiful face. “We ask her if she wants to date both of us. She’ll agree,” he added without hesitation. “I know her well enough to know that.”