Brendon takes advantage of the moment and pulls our boyfriend in for a kiss of his own.
Chip reaches down and his long fingers wrap around Brendon’s cock, tightening into a fist and pumping the hard shaft, eliciting a groan from the other man.
I can’t help but stare, and the sight of my husband-to-be and our boyfriend touching each other is so arousing that I don’t even realize my hand’s between my legs at first. But I watch them and stroke my pussy, letting out a little whimper when I touch my swollen clit.
The sound draws their attention and Chip turns to me with a smirk. “So impatient,” he chides.
I respond by beckoning them closer with a crooked finger, crawling into the center of the bed and making myself comfortable with an expectant expression.
Brendon makes his way to me first and his hands explore my body, skimming across my belly and then moving up higher until they cup my breasts. He’s staring at me intently, hungrily, and he bends to take suck lightly on one of my nipples.
“Oh, fuck,” I moan, my head falling back against the pillows.
My eyes roll back in my head, and I let my eyelids flutter closed. His tongue swirls over the sensitive flesh in patterns I can’t make sense of, but I’m enjoying the hell out of anyway. Suddenly, my other nipple is wrapped in warm, wet heat, and my eyes fly open.
Chip has decided to join in, and now the pair of them are working their lips and tongues around my tits, teasing the delicate buds and sending a cocktail of pleasure and desire coursing through me.
I feel a hand slide up my inner thigh and suck in a sharp breath, trembling in anticipation. I’m embarrassed by just how desperately my body responds, my hips bucking and my whole body arching up toward the teasing hand as nimble fingers torture me, tracing the line of my slit and dipping slightly past, but without touching the areas I crave so badly.
Chip lifts his head and smirks at me, and I realize that the fingers are his. They’re slightly longer and slenderer than Brendon’s, and when I truly focus, I can feel the slight differences. “Fuck, you’re absolutely dripping,” he murmurs, “We’ve barely even touched you.”
Brendon lifts his head as well, smirking, “Let me see.”
Chip lifts his hand to show the other man, and even though, as he’d said, the two of them had barely even touched me, his fingers are coated with my juices. Brendon’s lips curl into a wicked smile and he grab’s Chip’s hand, bringing it to his mouth and wrapping his mouth around the wet digits, sucking them and working his tongue along it, licking him clean.
The sight makes me positively squirm with the sheer raw eroticism, heat flushing over my skin. “Fuck,” Chip groans, clearly as turned on by the act as I am.
When he’s apparently decided he’s gotten of every last drop of my arousal off our boyfriend’s fingers, he releases them, smirking at me, then Chip. “I’ve always loved the taste of that fucking pussy, but I think it tastes even better off your fingers.”
Chip smirks, and both of them seem amused that I’m blushing.
“Here, stand up for just a second,” Brendon says.
I obey, looking at him in confusion. He takes my place on the bed, laying on his back, and gestures for me to come join him. I do so, straddling his hips, and I can feel the heat of his shaft pressed against me. I can’t help myself, I roll my hips a little, grinding against him.
He shudders and gazes up at me, his blue eyes flashing in a way that makes my heart skip a beat. “You wanna try something new tonight?” he asks me.
“I’m game.”
He grins. “That’s our girl.”
I’m never “my girl,” anymore, it’s always “our girl,” and I know it’s silly, but it always makes my heart flutter to hear it, ever since the very first time.
I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to being this lucky. How many girls get to be shared by two guys this stunningly gorgeous? They treat me like a princess in the streets and I love to turn into their filthy slut in the sheets.
Brendon directs Chip to get behind me while he positions himself between Chip’s legs.
I feel a ripple of nerves run through me as Chip shuffles a bit, getting into just the right position. Brendon reaches down and guides his cock into place at the opening to my cunt and without him having to tell me, I impale myself on his shaft, crying out in white-hot bliss. I honestly lose track of what Chip is doing for a moment, my brain unable to process anything but the sensations rippling through me, but when I hear the click of the bottle of lube being snapped shut and feel a second cock, slick with lube, pressed against my entrance, I realize what they’ve got in mind and all I can think is “yay.”
Slowly, he slides his cock into my pussy alongside Brendon’s, and I’m left fucking breathless. It feels fucking incredible, both of them buried deep in my cunt and slowly beginning to pump in and out of me.
It takes a little work to find a rhythm, and the two of them take a little time experimenting, first with thrusts in unison, then alternating, so one of them would be driving into me while the other pulled out.
Every thrust brings a new wash of delicious friction and a shower of sensation that I want to drown in. I roll my hips with their thrusts, using different angles to drive them both in deeper. “Oh, fuck,” my whimper is high and breathy, tension coiling inside me and ready to explode, “Just like that, don’t stop, yes, oh, fuck, yes!” I dissolve in a stream of incoherent pleas and desperate babbling as I topple over the edge into orgasm.
It seems like every orgasm they give me always feels better than the last, but I swear, this one is the absolute zenith of pleasure. I cum so hard I forget hoe to breathe, how to think, how to do anything butfeel.
Even as I’m lost and on my own fucking planet, I feel them continuing to pump into me. And while my brain may not process it, my body sure as hell does, and before I’ve even had time to recover my scattered thoughts, I’m screaming in orgasm all over again., I’m cumming all over again.