Gemma
Ishould stop them, shouldn’t I? This isn’t right. We shouldn’t be doing this.
But it feels right. It feels incredible.
Being with one of them is already sexy enough. Both at once is a whole other level. I don’t know where to turn my attention first. To Denver’s hands running down my arms, then over my hips? To Odis’ hands as they cup my tits? My body responds all at once—nipples hardening, my clit throbbing by the time Denver peels off my shirt, then starts on my shorts.
I should stop them, but do I want to? Or do I want to see how far they can take me? Because right now, there’s nowhere else I want to be but here, between them. Letting them touch me, letting them fondle my tits and my ass. I want to give in, to give myself over to them.
I want them to use me because I know I’ll end up being the winner in the end. They’ll do things to me I never would’ve dreamed, so long as I let them.
Which is why I shimmy out of my shorts. Why I let Denver kiss me, then Odis, the two of them going back and forth while I lean against them for support. “Why don’t you lie down?” Odis suggests, leading me to the bed before he’s finished asking.
This is better. They lower themselves beside me, one on either side, and now I can fully relax and let go as they start a slow tour of my body. Denver strokes the insides of my thighs as Odis fondles my tits, both of them kissing and licking my neck while I whimper in approval. I thread my fingers through their hair, holding their heads in place, lost to the lust they’ve stirred to life. I don’t care anymore if this is right. I only want it to keep going and never stop.
“This is all we want.” I open my eyes partway to find Denver looking down at me while his fingers glide over my wet slit. “To touch you and taste you. To bring you pleasure. We want to take care of you.” His tongue darts over my bottom lip before he takes it in his teeth and bites just hard enough to make me gasp. It hurts, but it’s a good hurt, and soon the pain dissolves into deeper pleasure.
“So wet for us.” Denver finds my clit and barely brushes his finger over the very tip. My hips jerk up, electricity sizzling my nerves. I don’t care how he got so good at this, so long as it means he knows just how to touch me. How to make me fall apart.
When Odis slides two fingers deep inside me, I don’t think I can take anymore. This will kill me. It’s too good, too much, but even when I try to squirm away, it only makes them more determined. “Relax. Enjoy,” Odis whispers in my ear while stroking my hair with his other hand. He’s gentle but forceful as he fucks me with his fingers.
“Let yourself feel,” Denver advises while continuing what feels like the sweetest torture. My awareness jumps back and forth—clit, pussy, their rasping breath in my ears, the heat from their bodies, the tightening of my muscles as an orgasm starts to build.
I place my feet on the bed and spread my thighs wider, opening myself fully. “I think I’m going to come…” I gasp, throwing my head back, riding their hands when my body takes over.
“Good. Come for us.” Denver kisses my cheek, my jaw, and chin before covering my mouth and dipping his tongue inside. That’s what finally pushes me over the edge, making me scream into his mouth while Odis chuckles softly in my ear.
“That tight pussy of yours, squeezing my fingers.” I break the kiss with Denver, dazed, looking at Odis in time to watch him lick my juices off his hand. He closes his eyes, groaning like he’s never tasted anything so good. It’s dirty, erotic, unlike anything I’ve ever seen.
“I want a taste.” Instead of dipping his fingers into my sopping folds, Denver moves down the bed while taking my hip in one hand and rolling me onto my side, facing him. He then drapes my leg over his shoulder and buries his head between my thighs.
The world explodes again, and I come all at once, surprising all of us. I clench my legs, trapping Denver between them while Odis strokes my tits from behind. “Lucky bastard,” he says on a sigh, chuckling, while Denver continues licking me from my quivering hole up to my clit, and back down again.
Somehow, I want more. It seems like it should be impossible, but I do. I want them in me, on me, all over me. I want them to take me as far as I can go, then a little beyond that. I want to know what I’m capable of, and they’re the ones to show me.
Odis presses in from behind, rubbing his erect dick against my ass. I reach behind to touch it. His breath is hot on my neck when he sighs. “I want to feel you,” I manage to whisper as Denver continues eating me out. He’s breathing heavy, moaning, and I realize he likes it. He wants to do it.
That thought is swept away when Odis’s cock touches my hand. I take it, gently but firmly and run my hand up and down its length. “My god,” he croaks, burying his face in my hair. I turn my head until our mouths meet, and he kisses me deeply.
I’ve never felt this powerful. This sensual. Controlling their pleasure while they control mine. Knowing this is what they want, all they want. And they want it from me.
It’s enough to make me reach down and raise Denver’s head from between my legs. “Come here,” I whisper while lifting my leg and draping it behind me, over Odis’ hip. Am I really doing this? I must be because here I am, guiding Odis’s dick between my swollen lips.
“Are you sure?” He barely gets it out before I nod my agreement, and with a thrust of his hips, he drives himself in. I gasp from the force of it, from the way his thick member stretches me, fills me.
Denver takes my face in his hands. “Taste yourself.” He runs his tongue over my mouth before touching it to mine, and I taste my juices on him. He’s rock hard, pressing against my leg while Odis takes his time with slow, steady thrusts. He opens his shorts and frees himself before rubbing the head over my clit.
My nails dig into Denver’s shoulder, and I let out a cry that doesn’t sound like it came from me. The sound of raw lust unleashed, and the two of them respond to it. Odis moves faster, deeper, while Denver rubs my clit. “Look at me,” he orders in a rough voice, and my eyes fly open to find him staring at me. “Let me watch you come.”
Just hearing him say it pushes me higher. My muscles tighten, gripping Odis until he can hardly move. He goes still just before I strain against him, almost at the finish, staring into Denver’s eyes. “Don’t you dare close them,” he warns, and all I can do is whimper brokenly before the wave crashes over me, and I go limp, sobbing with pleasure.
When I come to, it’s Denver inside me. Denver slowly, deliciously fucking me while Odis runs his cock up and down my ass crack. I kiss him, then turn my head to kiss Odis. Back and forth, they take turns, kissing and fucking, fingering my clit when they aren’t inside me. It seems to go on forever, the way I wish it would, the three of us wrapped up together in a heap of sweaty legs and arms, the sound of my sloshing juices mixing with our heavy breathing.
Until Denver’s thrusts become sharper, more frantic. “I want to come.” He’s losing control, his voice strained, his pace picking up. “I want to come inside you.”
“Come inside me,” I beg, moving with him. The pleasure of watching him come undone is deeper than anything so far, more satisfying. He grits his teeth and slams into me hard enough to make me yelp every time our bodies crash together.
“Fuck!” It’s a roar in my ears, and an instant later, he throws his head back as he coats my insides with his cum. I feel powerful, invincible. I wish I could hold him this way forever.