“I know, and you won’t. Women have remarkably elastic bodies. She can take you, can’t you, love?” I wasn’t 100% sure of that, but I wanted to. Brandon’s calm voice and long, slow caresses down my body reminded me just how I got here. Aaron’s head jerked up as my cunt twitched around him, my back arching as Brandon’s fingers slipped to my clit.
“She’ll need near constant clit stimulation if you want to fuck her,” Brandon said, sliding two fingers up and down the sides of it. “All those endorphins will both relax her and make her more able to cope with your size. Try and move now and see how it feels.”
Rather than feeling like my insides were being yanked out by his cock, there was that heavy, pleasurable stretch, feeling like my clit was being massaged from the inside as well as the outside. My legs curled around Aaron’s hips, not letting him pull back so far, not wanting to stop that amazing pressure now. Brandon’s fingers grew bolder, flicking at my aching clit, pulling the hood so it rubbed back and forth. His mouth dropped to mine as my head fell backwards. “Get your clothes off,” I gasped as Aaron grew bolder, thrusting harder, faster.
“You OK with that, mate?” he asked, hands going to his pants.
Aaron didn’t even look up, just nodded briefly before focusing on us. My hand wrapped around Brandon’s hard cock as soon as he lay back down, the welcome feel of his fingers on my clit working me higher and higher. I shifted my legs so that my ankles rested on Aaron’s shoulders, him groaning as he sunk deeper into me. “She’s getting close,” Brandon said with a gasp, his other hand closing over mine as he thrust into it.
“Can you take it?” Aaron said, slamming harder into me now, his strokes growing faster, as if against his will.
“Hang on,” I said, pulling free of the both of them, feeling the horrible emptiness that came with this. I pushed Brandon up by the bedhead and then flipped over onto all fours. “Gimme all that you’ve got,” I said, spreading my legs. Aaron bit back a snarl, positioning himself between my thighs in one moment, and forcing himself inside me in the next. Brandon’s cock went between my lips as I gasped, my hand going around the base. He bucked against my mouth, my groans of pleasure sending vibrations up and down his length.
“Get her there!” Brandon panted. Aaron’s hand snuck around and flicked at my clit.
I was nothing other than formless flesh, caught on the spikes of two opposing forces. For all my sexual aggression this morning, I now felt helpless, flung about wildly on the rough waves of the men, feeling almost like the impending orgasm was being forced from my body. I was completely at their mercy, swallowing down Brandon, being opened up by Aaron, over and over and over again, until…
I yanked my head back from Brandon’s cock to scream out my pleasure, his dick spurting wildly not a moment later. Aaron’s fingers dug into my hips as he jerked to a stop, momentarily paralysed as his body spasmed. I felt him empty inside me, felt each violent pulse. We collapsed onto the bed in a messy pile. New guy, old guy, it didn’t seem to matter, only sucking in oxygen was a priority, though I was glad when Brandon pulled me into his arms. I felt sheltered for a moment, protected. From what? I knew what my Tirian would say. I looked over at Aaron who gave me a shaky smile. From my own desires. I reached out and smoothed a short curl back from his forehead. His mouth closed, his eyes following the gesture, somehow curiously more vulnerable than when we were fucking. Brandon let out a happy hum when I pulled the strange man closer, willingly caging myself between their bodies. It was weird and awkward, I think we both knew that. We’d said a total of twenty words to each other, so it had to be, but there was
potential there. Aaron laid a gentle kiss on my forehead, not seeming to care when his and Brandon’s limbs got tangled in each other’s as they held me. Nothing in my life had prepared me for relaxing into the embrace of two hot men, but right now, I was dealing with it.
We dozed for a while in the quiet of the afternoon, not fully asleep, the strangeness of each other’s bodies too much for complete relaxation. When my eyes flicked open, I found Aaron looking into mine, his hazel ones soft. He ran a hand across my cheek, and I turned my face into it, kissing the palm and something flared behind his eyes. I felt it too, deep inside, an ache for another round, but it sat cheek by jowl with a more immediate tenderness. He’d been slamming into me when we were both racing towards orgasm and now, I was feeling the after effects.
“I don’t think I’ve got another in me, though god knows I want to,” I whispered.
“S’OK,” he said with a grin. “I’ve had sex one more time than I expected today, so it’s a good day by my definition.”
I pulled myself gently from Brandon’s grasp, straddling Aaron again. His smile widened, his eyes trailing down my body, lingering on my breasts. “You’re so big, all over,” I said, running a hand over his impressive chest. His muscles popped under my caress, and I wasn’t sure if that was deliberate or not. I swivelled around and saw the heavy length of him had risen to the occasion. “Big is part of the problem though,” I said with a sigh. He just chuckled, bunching his abs as he grabbed my legs and flipped me around, so I straddled his face and now looked down on his dick.
“Fucking’s only part of the fun,” he said, rubbing his slightly stubbly chin along my thigh.
“God, Aaron, I’m not sure if I can take… oh!” His tongue flicked out and licked my seam with the lightest of caresses. The feel of his breath on my skin was almost stronger. Taking my silence as permission, he traced his tongue on the most sensitive part of my anatomy, just letting the tip glide along my slick skin, twirling and circling, drawing my attention to each and every aching inch of it. I groaned, feeling my cunt twitch in anticipation. I looked down at his rigid dick. I could take it, with a bit of help from Brandon, surely I could. I started to move down towards it but his fingers dug in for a moment, forcing me to stay put. Two can play at this game, I thought, and I reached out, trailing my fingers along his length.
There’s a weird electrical sensation that comes from letting your fingertips glide very, very lightly over another person’s skin. I let the pads of my fingers only just skim over his hardness, watching them shift as they scudded over rigid veins, spreading when they encountered his swollen head. “Fuck,” he mumbled into my thigh, and I could feel the tension in his body, trying to force me to increase the pressure of my caresses. The weird thing was, his cock felt even harder, as if wanting to thrust into my palm and not being able to get himself there.
His revenge came in the form of a flurry of feather-light touches to my clit. Its sensitive throbbing due to all the attention it’d been getting, and the heat running through my body. “God, please…” I murmured. His tongue flicked faster, not harder and not firmer and not what I needed, but while my other hand began to claw at the sheets, I kept the other around him, just as delicate. My fingers twirled and twisted, my thumb resting in that sweet spot just under the flare of his head. His hand went around mine, forcing my fingers closed and then thrusting into the tight space, but I wrenched my hand away, moving so my thighs encased his face. I ground down, the sudden rush of sensation feeling just glorious. My arms reached up, for what I didn’t know, my hips undulating against his mouth for a moment before he grabbed me and threw me backwards, into Brandon’s vice-like arms. Apparently, he was awake now.
“There’s a pleasure that comes from not having what you want,” Brandon whispered in my ear.
“I’m not feeling it,” I said as Aaron pinned my ankles to the bed, using his body to hold them there as he bent down to begin again.
“Sure you are,” Brandon said as my body jerked at the first ghost-like caress, then he began to pinch my nipples between his fingers. “It’s all you can think about, isn’t it?”
When Aaron moved in closer, cock in hand, I thought, Finally, finally he’s going to give me what I need. I curled one leg around him to drag him over. “Nuh uh, princess. You won’t be able to walk tomorrow if we do.”
“Well, Brandon can fuck me, and I’ll suck you off.”
Brandon chuckled. “I like the way your mind works, but let’s see what he has in store for you.”
That big, thick cock slid through my folds like a hot knife through butter, the hard shaft shoving my clit hood back and forth. It wasn’t satisfying, my legs flailed and I began to shift within the cage of Brandon’s arms, struggling, fighting to take what I needed. Aaron chuckled, avoiding my attempts to catch him and pull him closer, that big head of his grazing the entrance of my aching cunt without going any deeper.
“Makes you want it so much more, doesn’t it?” Brandon asked.
“Yes.” I wriggled out of his grip and then rolled free, standing naked at the end of the bed, both of their eyes on me. “You,” I said to Aaron, “get on the bed.”
He moved to do as I said, and I watched that big body spread out like a welcome feast, right when I was feeling the ache of need deep within me.
“Jules...” Brandon said, coming to stand beside me, then he grabbed my arm, something that made me see red. My lips peeled away from my gums as I snarled at him, which made him fall back instinctively, but he came closer again, much to my disgust. He took in my expression, listened to the rising sound of threat coming from my throat, but he reached out for me, even as a look of resignation washed over his face. “Jules, the heat is riding you, making you think your body can do things it’s not ready for, love. Aaron will do whatever you want, but its gonna kill him to see you in pain tomorrow. And the heat will still be burning inside you, even if you are bruised up from today. Fuck, Jules, we can satisfy you in so many ways, but we’re trying to make sure you get through this in one piece.”