And I get it, because I feel the same pang. “So the three of us are gonna be separated for a little while after we leave,” I say.
Chip frowns. “Yeah, unfortunately.”
“Well, to me, that just seems like all the more reason to enjoy the time we’ve got left, don’t you two think?” I say, rising to my feet.
They both watch as I strip down to nothing, and once I’m naked in front of them, I fold my arms over my chest and quirk an eyebrow. “Well? Are you two just going to sit there and stare, or are my two boyfriends going to pay me a little attention?”
To emphasize the words, I reach down and play with my own nipples a little, bringing the soft buds to stiffened peaks. Brendon’s up in a flash, moving my hands out of the way and taking over, teasing my tits.
I reach for Brendon and kiss him, hard. His hands still tease with my breasts, and my whole body feels like it’s on fire with pure need. Chip joins us, kneeling down and sliding a finger into my already-dripping pussy while stroking my clit with the pad of his thumb. He dives right into finger-fucking me mercilessly, and I can’t help but buck eagerly on his hand, reveling in the exquisite friction.
The pleasure builds and builds until I feel a coil of ecstasy that threatens to overwhelm me. The orgasm that rips through me is earth-shattering and leaves me breathless.
I take little time to recover, however, and struggle up to my knees, reaching for first Brendon’s, then Chip’s pants and tugging them off. They each take off their shirts and before I know it, they’re both bare before me again, and it’s no less exciting than the previous times.
“Maybe we should move this little party into the bedroom?” I suggest, and they both nod in agreement.
We all scramble to the other room, pausing to kiss and touch occasionally along the way in a mad tangle until we all collapse together on the bed.
“How do you want us to do this, baby?” Brendon asks.
“I want to suck your dick while Chip fucks me,” I blurt out, feeling my face heat up with embarrassment.
“As you wish,” Chip says with a smirk, reaching over into a nightstand drawer and rummaging in it for a moment.
He frowns. “Hang on one second,” he darts from the room for a moment.
While he’s off retrieving whatever he’s looking for, I decide to get started on Brendon. I instruct him to lay back so I can kneel between his legs with my ass in the air, so Chip can fuck me from behind. Once he’s settled, I tease the flared head of his cock with my tongue before taking it in my mouth, teasing and bobbing ever so slightly down the shaft, but not going too far yet.
In my peripheral vision, I can see the bathroom light flick on momentarily, and after a moment, the soft sound of a cabinet being closed and returns with a strip of condoms.
I clear my throat, suddenly nervous. “Um, I know you and Brendon had your impromptu little talk about condoms, but for what it’s worth, I’ve been tested, too, and I actually have an IUD in place, so if you want to skip those…”
“Oh,” he lifts his eyebrows, “Well, I mean, I can’t say I hate that idea.”
Chip kneels behind me and tugs my hips into position, and I can feel him adjust himself so he can slide into my pussy. I take Brendon’s dick back in my mouth and start to gradually work my way down the shaft, taking him deeper and deeper slowly and torturously, and when I feel Chip’s cock slide into me, I finally sink down to reach the base of Brendon’s.
It feels amazing. I feel a sense of fulfillment I’ve never even imagined. And this time is different than before because this time, we’ve let down the walls, and this isn’t just us sharing our bodies.
It’s cheesy as hell to even think it, but the previous times were just three people fucking. But this time, it’s three people making love. Brought together by an unstoppable, untamable force wilder than a hurricane and more beautiful than a sunrise.
But that doesn’t mean it’s not every bit as raw and deliciously dirty. After all, “dirty” isn’t a bad thing. Beautiful things bloom in the dirt.
Before I know it, I’m on the brink, muffled whimpers rolling from my throat as my orgasm threatens to overtake me.
Chip grips my hips, thrusting in a measured rhythm. I buck back against him like a bronco, taking him deeper, all the while driving Brendon’s cock further down my throat. The sounds of their pleasure spur me on and I revel in the sensations of pleasure and power.
They might have me pinned between them, and they might have me writhing, but the power balance is equal, I’m every bit as in control of them as they are of me.
Every movement of my body makes these sexy beasts growl and groan in pleasure, and it definitely sets me on a little bit of a power trip. “Oh, fuck, yes, Hazel,” Brendon hisses, knotting his fingers my hair, and I can tell his climax is close.
I grip his hips and bob my head faster and faster, taking him as deep as I can and suppressing my gag reflex. “Fuck!” he cries out as the pleasure overtakes him, his fist tightening in my hair and pulling pleasantly.
I swallow every last salty-sweet drop of his cum and take care to lick him clean once I’m finished. Meanwhile, Chip’s thrusts quicken as he pumps into my pussy, and when Brendon slides out of my mouth, I can no longer muffle my screams as he pounds me, it feels too fucking good. It’s not long before I’m cumming again, my whole body shuddering in release and my eyes rolling back in my head.
Chip isn’t far behind me, cumming deep inside me, shuddering and groaning as he pours his load into my pussy.
When he pulls out, I think surely we’re finished, but to my surprise, Brendon gets up and flips me over onto my back, pushing my thighs apart. “I want to try something,” he says, and he lowers his face between my thighs and plunges his tongue into my pussy, still dripping with Chip’s cum.