Ten - Paisley
I thought watching them together was the hottest thing I’d ever witnessed.
If the evening ended right there, I wouldn’t have complained one bit.
I would have dressed, gone home, and fucked myself silly to the memory of what I’d just seen.
I’d already climaxed once, the kind of body-trembling, screaming climax at your own hand that only happens when something special happens.
But that wasn’t what my pussy wanted. She’d seen something horny as fuck, and was hungrier than ever. Thankfully, so was Kevin.
He moved toward me with his confident swagger, his hard cock pointing and bobbing like an arrow leading the way. My body responded completely on autopilot, opening my legs wider and inviting him between them.
“You look so fucking sexy like that.” He drawled as he neared, dropping to his knees to take his place.
“You looked pretty hot yourself, fucking Aaron.” I quipped back. “You sure you can handle another round?”
He didn’t answer. He simply surged forward, burying his fat cock inside me with one decisive thrust. I was so turned on there was no resistance. So wet that I took him easily, despite his impressive size. It didn’t go unnoticed.
“You’re so fucking wet,” Kevin grunted, settling into a steady rhythm.
“She’s fucking hungry. And so am I….” I looped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, pulling him deeper, pulling his lips to meet mine.
His tongue found mine as we fucked, his hips rutting into me with the kind of steady staccato thrusts that would have me coming and gasping for more in no time at all.
I had to admit, he lived up to his bravado. I worried he might simply jackhammer into me, relying on the sheer size of his cock to do the work, but the angle of his entry, the pace of his thrusts, the way he held me; he was good, in the best possible way.
As our lips parted, I glanced up to see Aaron standing next to me, watching our union with a much more confident, relaxed expression. It appeared that Kevin had fucked the nerves right out of him.
His cock was spent and leaking, but still within reaching distance. I debated whether to simply let him watch and enjoy the show, or drag him into joining for a microsecond before deciding that having two cocks to myself was about the hottest fucking thing I could think of.
I grabbed for him, tugging his cock and savoring its surprising weight, despite its semi-flaccid state. Aaron groaned into it, his back arching and his eyes rolling back into his head.
“You want both of us now? Christ, you are insatiable!” Kevin grunted, fucking me harder as if to make a point.
“I told you I was. I don’t lie about such important things.”
Wanking Aaron while Kevin fucked me, I felt sexier than ever. Two men, two hot men, were horny for me in a way my ex-husband never was. It wasn’t just the sexiest experience of my life; it was validation.
Aaron reached down, stroking and worshiping my body. He felt my breasts and marveled at them like they were precious, like they were the most beautiful things he’d ever touched or seen.
Pure pleasure blossomed out from where Kevin continued fucking me, joining the tendrils of bliss crackling from my skin where Aaron was touching me. It blended in a heady rush that had me toppling toward the release I craved, the release I’d needed for so long.
I howled my peak, feeling Aaron swelling and hardening in my fist. Would he be ready for more soon? The prospect alone was enough to have me thrashing, convulsing, and twitching with a power I couldn’t hope to, or want to, control.
Kevin tipped over his edge just as I did, his noises rising with my own, his thrusts more determined. I felt his girth expanding wildly inside me, and knew that he was coming with me.
I let go of Aaron to pull Kevin closer, to pull him deeper, tighter, harder, until we’d both ridden out our spirals of bliss. Aaron had grown in my grasp, his arousal no doubt fueled by ours.
I rode that high all the way to the top and beyond, finally coming down when Kevin’s hips stopped their relentless piston motion.
Slipping out of me and taking a step back, he looked down with a smile at a job well done, at how hard I’d climaxed. Then he saw my smile, and knew that I was far from done.
“You still want more?” He sounded crestfallen, but he smiled and shook his head at his defeat.
“I told you one man wasn’t enough for me….” I turned my gaze to Aaron. He was hard as a rock again and looked more than eager to take Kevin’s place.