6
Basketball games started with a handoff.
They treated me like I was their ball. As soon as I stepped toward them, their hands were all over me.
They only had two each, but in the overwhelm, you could have told me there were dozens.
They were everywhere, running along my back, through my hair, over my breasts, squeezing, touching, loving me.
The straps from my dress were slipped off my shoulder, and the veil of red was pulled over my head.
Greg gave a low whistle as he saw the special negligee I'd picked out for him.
"She's never put that much effort in for me," Reid said.
"I promise to make it up to you," I said.
Reid cupped my head and kissed me deeply while Greg stood behind me, running his hands over my ass and up and down the curves of my body. He enjoyed the feeling of the lacy material against his skin, but it was only going to have a fleeting stay on my body.
He began to pull it away. It came over my head, and then I wore their hands.
They cupped my breasts and delved deeper, reaching down to touch my thighs and the heat that lay between them.
I was spun around between them, different pairs of lips crashing against mine with every moment that passed.
I started to giggle because they made a game of it, and then I had to stop them by putting my hands against their chests.
"Wait. There's something I want to see," I said.
While I'd lived a wild life, I'd never actually had two men at once. It was like a lustful playground, and I wanted to get on all the rides.
I sank to my knees, tilting my head back as I did so. They were already tall at a normal height, but when I kneeled, they were practically giants.
They pushed aside strands of hair and smiled as they gazed down at me.
I laughed, Reid smiled, and Greg raised an eyebrow.
"You're both just ... very tall."
I started to undress them. Greg's belt was already undone so I just had to unfasten his pants, as I had done in the car. Reid was wearing shorts, and these came off easily. They stepped out of their underwear and kicked them away.
I was staring, completely enthralled by them standing side by side. They were both hard, with bulging veins running beneath the taut skin. Reid was a little thicker. Greg a little longer. Seeing them together like this was like Christmas coming at once.
I reached up, using one hand on each. Air rushed out of me as I curled my fingers around them.
They grunted as I started to stroke and squeeze.
I shifted near them, kissing Greg first then Reid, moving between them, kissing deeper and deeper until I took them into my mouth, feeling them hit the back of my throat.
I sucked long and hard. Soon enough, they were both coated in a layer of my saliva.
They stood closer, staring down at me, these two giants, these two gods, all of their attention on me.
I could feel their desire thrumming against my palm and pulsing in my mouth.
Their tips were raw, and I couldn't get enough of them.
In the end, I pushed them together and took them both in my mouth at the same time.
My jaw stretched wide to accommodate them to the point where it hurt, but the pain was exquisite and quickly transformed into pleasure.
They groaned deeply. They were so hard that they were ready to explode. I was ready to feel everything they had for me, but then they pulled away.
My sore mouth was hanging open. Reid and Greg both pulled me up then with their strong arms, lifting me into the air and carrying me to bed. Greg supported my upper body, while Reid had my legs. It was like I was flying.
They threw me onto the bed. It creaked as I landed. Before I could sit up, they were upon me.
Now it was Reid's turn to kneel. Just as he always did, he feasted on me, hooking his arms around my legs and drowning in me.
He pulled me to the edge of the bed and used every weapon at his disposal.
His lips pressed down on my clit. He kissed it, toyed with it, licked it.
His tongue slid lower, a millimeter at a time.
It slid along my lower lips from top to bottom and back up again.
It slid inside, searching me. I had not noticed it before, but it felt as though he might have been humming, his chin seemed to vibrate ever so softly. A neat trick.
Greg moved around the bed, watching intently.
I was vaguely aware of him. My vision was blurred, and everything started spinning.
It was even worse than last time. The fact that Greg was watching me as I was gripped by ecstasy only made things even more intense.
My body shook, and rumbled, and twisted.
Greg slipped behind me, spreading his legs around me.
I felt his erection pressing against my back.
His arms wrapped around me, playing with my breasts and teasing the hard nipples, which only caused the pleasure to spike.
He breathed against my neck and whispered things I couldn't understand in my ear, but the fact he was there was arousing enough.
He was behind me, and Reid was on me, and everything in my body was pinging and flaring, bursting.
Moans soared, and I was screaming as they tore me apart.
Then Greg clamped his hand over my mouth and pulled my head to the side, making me look up at him. My eyes widened as his burned.
Reid didn't stop. He knew what my hips were telling him, and he settled in, slow and relentless. The heat gathered low in me and started winding tighter. I bucked against his mouth.
Greg's arm banded across my chest and held me open for it, his palm sealing in every sound I made. There was nowhere to go, and nothing to do but take it.
The coil snapped. I came shaking against Reid's mouth, screaming into Greg's palm, wave after wave, and only when I went limp did Reid pull away.
Greg's grip relaxed, and I melted against his chest, but I was only offered a moment of respite.
Reid still had hold of my legs. He rolled me up.
Greg turned my head, forcing me to watch as Reid's thick cock plunged inside my soaking wet pussy.
Greg's palm slid from my mouth, and two of his fingers pressed past my lips.
I sucked on them as I watched Reid fuck me, hard and deep.
He slammed into me over and over again, his jaw clenched with the effort, grunting as he gave me everything. His abs bulged, and his face twisted into what could have been mistaken for pain or rage. His biceps swelled. His cock stretched me. I'd never seen him quite like this before.
Greg continued to prop me up. I was watching porn in real time, and I was the star.
Reid wasn't slowing. Greg's grip tightened.
My nipples were aching, and Greg's fingers were still inside my mouth, and Reid was looking into my eyes now.
He exploded inside me, this hot stream that burned inside me before he fell away, drained and spent.
And again, I wasn't given a chance to rest.
I managed to inhale once before Greg turned me around, grabbing my hips and setting me on his cock.
I lowered myself down, reaching down to hold his cock upright.
I buried my head into the nook of his neck and shoulder.
One hand ran through my hair, still holding my head, while the other grabbed my ass.
I rocked back and forth, whimpering as his hips rose and fell in concert with my rocking.
He went slower than Reid, rolling into me deep and unhurried.
After the pounding I'd just taken, the slowness was its own torment.
He watched my face while he did it, and the heat climbed in me again, gathering low and tightening, until it broke and I came around him, clenching and gasping, my hands grasping at his back, neck, whatever they could find.
I clung to Greg as he fucked me, our flesh slamming together.
This was a week's worth of his lust. This was what he had missed in New York, which I'd given to Reid instead.
I should have felt guilty. I just wanted more.
This was what I missed, only it was even more intense than before because the orgasms were countless, and I was already filled with Reid, and I had no idea how much my body could take, but I wanted these men to push me as hard as I could go.
I bit Greg's neck and leaned up, thrusting my breasts into his face. His hands fell to my waist, and he leaned back, his long body arching back. He was about to come, as well.
I tensed my core, making sure I got every drop. It burst into me, and he leaned forward, his head resting against my chest.
I melted on the bed, as though I was more puddle than woman now. There were pulsing sensations bubbling beneath the surface of my skin. The echoes of orgasm had not left me yet, and I wondered if they would linger through the night.
I nestled in Greg's arms. Reid then crawled onto the bed and lay on the other side of me. I was sandwiched between these two hot, naked men. Their chests rose and fell. Reid played with my hair and kissed the back of my neck, while Greg twined his fingers with mine.
"So, I guess we don't have to talk about exclusivity just yet," I said.
Greg grinned and kissed me.
Then I turned around and kissed Reid.
I'd never been happier.
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