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E rin’s eyes slowly opened as Paetyn stepped away from her. It was on the tip of her tongue to ask him why when Cruz removed his hand from her shorts. She sat on the bed, and the men looked at each other, having some silent conversation she wasn’t privy to until Paetyn dropped to his knees in front of her.
He took her sandals off, tossed them to the side, and placed his lips on the inside of her left ankle, slowly kissing up her leg, nipping at her thigh before pulling away and gripping the sides of her shorts. Erin leaned back on her elbows and lifted as he pulled them off along with her panties.
Paetyn’s lips on her skin again slowly trailed up her thigh, and Erin gasped as he ran his tongue lightly over her slit. He pulled her back up, removed her shirt, and kissed her softly before standing and stepping away.
Erin’s attention was pulled to Cruz as he pulled his shirt off. She’d seen him shirtless before, but seeing it under this context had her eyes roaming slowly over his pecs, down to his defined abdomen, and she wanted to lick each of his abs.
She watched him unbutton his pants, and Erin wasn’t sure if he was doing it for show or to torture her. However, he pulled them down painstakingly slow, in her opinion, and she was a bit disappointed that his boxers hadn’t gone with them as they hit the floor, and Cruz stepped out of them.
Erin waited for him to continue, to take his boxers off. When he didn’t, she wanted to whine in protest, but she refrained as her eyes shifted to Paetyn. He grabbed the back of his shirt, pulled it over his head, and tossed it to the side.
She took him in too. Why were these men so fucking fine? It wasn’t that she’d never seen attractive men before, but something about the two in front of her made Erin feel as if every other one she’d come in contact with was lacking.
Paetyn pulled his pants down in the same fashion as Cruz, leaving him only in his boxers, and this time, she did groan. There she sat naked in front of them, bared to their eyes, not that it was the first time, and they’d decided to tease her by keeping their boxers on. She didn’t like that and wondered if they were testing her to see if she would use the temperatures.
She mildly considered it but decided against it. “Come here,” she requested instead. Both men stepped in front of her, and Erin tipped her head back to look up at them.
She currently had a dilemma she’d never thought she would. Which one of them she should finish undressing first? Erin was sure neither of them would care who she chose, but at the moment, it felt like the most challenging choice she’d ever faced.
Luckily, she didn’t have to think too hard about it as Paetyn took one of her wrists in his hand and placed her hand on Cruz’s abdomen. She brought her other hand up and slid it down over his stomach to the band of his boxers. She paused only momentarily before slowly pulling them down, allowing his dick to spring free, and Erin had to stop herself from gasping.
She wasn’t sure what she was expecting, but she shouldn’t have been surprised that his dick was just as attractive as the rest of him. Erin knew he was larger than anyone she’d taken previously in length and girth. She swallowed as she went to wrap her hand around him but stopped short, turning her attention to Paetyn.
Pulling his boxers down, she found herself at a loss for words. Every part of Erin wanted to question them aloud. Ask them why they both had such beautiful dicks and were so well endowed. She was sure Paetyn was slightly longer than Cruz, while the other man was a little thicker. Fuck if they weren’t going to stretch her in the best way possible.
Erin leaned forward, flicking her tongue against the tip of Paetyn’s dick before he took a step back. She pouted, looking up at him, and he gripped her chin, running his thumb along her lower lip.
“Why don’t you let me taste you first,” he told her.
It wasn’t a question or a suggestion. It was a command, and Erin caught it as plain as day. She wanted to protest and comply simultaneously. Something in Erin said protesting may not work out as she thought, and she moved back on the bed. She leaned back on her elbows, slowly opening her legs for him.
Paetyn moved between her legs, lowered his head, and took her clit between his lips. His hands grabbed her waist, and Erin gasped as he flipped them over. She braced her hands on the bed as she straddled his head. He released her clit, licking up her slit as he moved them down the bed.
As he swirled his tongue around her clit with soft touches, Cruz sat in front of her, spreading his legs on either side of them. Erin lowered her head, intent on taking him in her mouth, when his fingers laced in her hair and stopped her.
“Cruz,” she whined, making eye contact with him. “Please.”
He released her, grabbed the base of his dick, and pointed it in her direction. Erin swirled her tongue around the tip of his dick before taking the head into her mouth and sucking it. He was already dripping precum, and she wanted more.
C ruz groaned as the warmth of Erin’s mouth engulfed the head of his dick. She slowly descended, stopping when she hit resistance. Instead of pulling off, Erin stayed there, swallowing around him, and he moaned. She came up slowly, releasing his dick to swirl her tongue around the head again.
She swallowed before taking him back into her mouth, and this time as she went down, Cruz moved his hand from the base of his dick. Again, she hit resistance. Erin swallowed again and came up until only the head remained in her mouth. She began to suck him steadily, moaning around his dick as Paetyn ate her pussy.
Cruz watched her head bob up and down his dick, each time attempting to take him further down. She looked up, her eyes locking with his as she came up, holding his gaze as she went back down. Erin continued to suck him, her eyes locked to his, and he wondered which one of them would look away first, though he knew it wouldn’t be him.
He ran his fingers through her hair, tempted to control her pace but decided he’d let her pleasure him how she wanted to, take his dick how she wanted to. Erin cupped his balls in one of her hands and massaged them, her eyes closing on a deep moan. She came off his dick.
“Paetyn, please,” she pleaded, and Cruz was sure she was on the verge of cumming.
Her eyes opened, and Cruz ran his thumb over her bottom lip. She took it into her mouth, sucking on it momentarily before releasing it and lowering her head again, taking one of his balls into her mouth.
She began to moan steadily, the vibration traveling through his balls to his dick. Cruz waited only a moment before pulling her up. He kissed her, sliding his tongue into her mouth and swallowing the moans slipping past her lips.
“That’s it, Ma?y. Be a good girl and cum for us,” Cruz spoke against her lips. “Cum all over his tongue. Let him taste it.”
Erin whimpered against his lips, and it was only a few seconds later that she was cumming, throwing her head back, “Fuck!” tumbling from her lips.
Cruz watched her try to move away from Paetyn; however, he brought his arms up, locking them around her thighs to keep her in place. She whimpered and tried again to pull away. Cruz kissed her again, speaking against her lips. “He isn’t finished, baby. Give him some more.”
They waited to see if she would give them a temperature. If she did, they’d give her a minute. Instead, Erin ran her tongue along his lower lip.
“Okay,” she responded, settling back over Paetyn’s tongue.
“Good girl,” Cruz praised before pulling away and leaving the bed.
Erin fell forward, forehead pressed against the bed as the sound of Paetyn eating her wet pussy, filled the room with her moans. Cruz went to his suitcase, unzipping the front pocket and pulling out a bottle of lube and a box of condoms. Six were in the box, but he knew Paetyn had a box in his suitcase in case they ran out.
He placed the bottle and box on the side table, and instead of getting back on the bed, he watched them, watched the way she moved against Paetyn’s tongue as the other man continued to keep her locked in place. Cruz watched them for several minutes, Erin’s legs shaking as she approached her next orgasm.
He went over and slapped her left ass cheek, causing her to jerk against Paetyn’s tongue. “Cum for us again, Ma?y.”
Just as she began to cum, Cruz spread her cheeks, swiping his tongue over her entrance. Erin gasped loudly, pulling away from them, breaking free of Paetyn’s hold, her chest rising and falling. He raised a brow at her with a smirk.
Paetyn sat up on his elbows, the bottom half of his face covered in her juices. He looked between the two of them. “What happened?”
Erin blinked a few times. “He…um…” she trailed off.
“I what?” Cruz questioned. He wanted to hear her say it.
Erin’s eyes widened as if she hadn’t expected him to want to hear the words fall from her lips. When Paetyn began to chuckle, Cruz knew he’d caught on to what happened.
“Did you not like it, Angel?”
“It just…caught me off guard.”
Cruz grabbed her ankle and pulled her back towards him as Paetyn wiped a hand over the lower half of his face, moving up the bed. “Then come here,” Cruz demanded, though he hadn’t given her a choice. “Turn over.”
Erin licked her lips before turning over. He pulled her onto her knees, spreading her cheeks and allowing a string of saliva to escape his lips, dripping between them. His tongue closely followed it, and again, she gasped as Cruz circled her entrance with his tongue. He planned on fucking her there tonight. He needed her nice and wet, so she’d open up easily for him.
He devoured her the same way he would eat her pussy, and after several long minutes, he stiffened his tongue, pushing the tip into her. She constricted around his tongue at the intrusion, and Cruz slipped one of his hands under her, circling his middle finger around her clit. If she was tensing at that small intrusion, he could only imagine what would happen when he slipped his dick in her. He needed her to relax, which he knew would take some time. Neither of them minded that fact. They would give her foreplay for hours if that were what it took to make her comfortable because they wouldn’t slide inside her until she was.
P aetyn sat against the headboard, listening to Erin’s moans filter throughout the room. Her taste was still present on his tongue and his lips. She moved toward him, and Paetyn watched Cruz place his free hand on her waist and pull her back.
Erin’s eyes locked with his. “Come closer, please.”
He did as requested, and no sooner than he had, Erin descended, taking him into her mouth, stopping only when she hit resistance.
“So polite, Angel,” Paetyn stated, and Erin moaned around his dick. Paetyn wasn’t sure if it was him calling her Angel while she had his dick in her mouth or if it was from Cruz’s tongue and fingers.
Either way, the vibration traveled through his dick, and he bit his bottom lip as he watched her. He brought his hand up to cup the side of her face, running his thumb over her cheek, and she slowly rose off his dick.
Erin kissed down his shaft; her soft lips felt like heaven against his dick. She gasped against it, and Paetyn slid his eyes to Cruz. Saliva dripped from the other man’s lips onto the finger he knew was just used to breach Erin’s entrance.
“Try to relax for him, baby,” Paetyn told her, running his thumb along her cheek.
He reached over to the bedside table, picking up the bottle of lube Cruz placed there. Paetyn caught the other man’s attention and then tossed it to him. Cruz sat it aside, his face disappearing behind Erin again, causing her to gasp before she moaned.
Paetyn slid closer to her, cupping the sides of her face, and as he leaned in to kiss her, Erin pulled away. He raised a brow at her, and she bit her bottom lip, glancing down as if she were thinking about something before her eyes met his again.
“I just had Cruz’s—”
One of Paetyn’s hands slipped down to her neck, pulling her toward him, their lips barely touching. He ran his tongue over her lips slowly, nipping the bottom one before slipping his tongue into her mouth. He kissed her languidly, their tongues overlapping, intertwining as he allowed her to taste the delicious flavor of her pussy still present on his tongue. He knew why she was protesting and was surprised she thought it would bother them. They’d been doing this too long for it, too.
She moaned into the kiss, one of her hands wrapping around his dick, giving him a slow stroke. The sound of the lube opening caught Paetyn’s attention, and when Erin gasped against his lips before latching onto his bottom one, he knew Cruz was adding another finger, opening her up.
Her hand released his dick, returning to the bed to help steady herself. Erin’s breathing deepened, and she didn’t have to say anything for Paetyn to know she was about to cum. He was aware that Cruz was playing with her pussy the entire time, trying to get her to relax.
“Do you feel it, Angel?” Paetyn questioned against her lips, and Erin nodded. “Tell me,” he demanded.
“I feel it. I’m going to cum.”
Paetyn slipped his free hand down, and right as she came, he tightened his hold on her neck, adding pressure to her stomach as he pushed it slightly.
“Fuck,” she breathed against his lips as she shook. Erin went to pull away, but Paetyn used his hand around her neck to keep her in place. Again, he ran his tongue along her lips.
He pulled away enough to stare into her eyes, take in the desire that filled them, the haze that settled over them with her orgasm. He enjoyed that look and planned on her giving it to them all weekend. He looked over her head to Cruz.
“Three,” Cruz told him, and Paetyn nodded. She would need to take four fingers before Cruz could fuck her.
Paetyn released her neck, sliding back to his original position. He laced his fingers into her hair and slowly pulled her down on his dick. When he hit the back of her throat, Paetyn pushed again, and she came off his dick, gagging slightly.
Erin took a breath before leaning down, licking his dick from base to tip. She swirled her tongue around the head before taking him back into her mouth. She began to bob her head, and Paetyn allowed her to set her own pace but kept his fingers in her hair.
The reverberating sound of Cruz smacking her ass cheek echoed through the room, and Erin moaned around Paetyn’s dick as he hit the back of her throat again. She continued to push, swallowing as she did so. He moaned, running his fingers through her hair. He realized she was determined to take him down her throat as she continued to push, only rising slightly when she began to gag.
Paetyn knew it would be easier for him to slip down her throat if she lay on her back over the side of the bed. However, if she could do it in their current position, it wouldn’t be as difficult for her next time, and he didn’t mind allowing her to try as much as she wanted.
Erin took a few deep breaths through her nose before slipping back down his dick, breathing as he hit the back of her throat, and Paetyn felt himself slide past the resistance.
“Fuck, Angel,” he moaned as his head tilted back and felt the tip of her tongue on his testicles.
She stayed there for a moment before slowly coming up, releasing his dick, and taking a breath. His thumb traced her lower lip, and her tongue swirled around it.
“Such a good girl, Angel.”
“Did you expect anything else?” Cruz questioned.
Paetyn chuckled. “I won’t fool myself into thinking she’ll always be good for us.” Paetyn gripped her hair, pulling her head back. “But you’ll be good for us tonight. Won’t you?”
Erin moaned as she began to nod. “Yes, I’ll be good for you.”
“She’s ready,” Cruz stated, and Paetyn grabbed the box of condoms. He was done being patient.