Page 82 of Shameless Game

With a glistening grin, she lifts away. Rolling a condom down Colt’s shaft, she only turns me on more—my woman is getting my man ready to fuck my ass.

My cock drips for it.

“Let’s get him ready together,” Colt tells her.

Then he makes it more taboo, more thrilling, telling me, “Spread your legs for us. Hold your knees back and give us that ass.”

Obeying his commands makes my arousal soar. He and Blair cover their fingers in lube, and when Colt slowly plunges one in my ass, and Blair follows, gliding her finger in, too, “Oh fuck,” I growl. “Fuck yes. If you both could fuck me, hell yes.”

“One day we will,” Blair promises. “That’s why they make strap-ons.”

But now, they make me sweat. They make me ache. They make me feel so dirty and special while together, they finger me, stretching my ass open while they kiss, too.

“Now,” I pant. It’s too much. They have me too hard. “Colt, baby, fuck me now.”

They leave me barely gaping and prepared, but I’m not ready. I could never be ready for the first burn of Colt. The first press of his sheathed cock into my virgin ass. The first look of pure animal lust, then tender wonder in his eyes, watching him stake his claim. Or, the first time I watch Blair fingering herself to the sight of our fuck.

For minutes, Colt can’t speak.

Neither can I.

He braces over me, breaching me. He kisses me like we can’t believe this… because we can’t. He feels too good; he burns too much. I love him, and I can’t breathe. I can’t take him, and I want to.

“Fuck, I don’t know. I don’t know how I… ” I stammer and search for Blair.

So does Colt. He turns, and she’s by our side.

“Give him a little break,” she eases. “Gently, take it out and slowly start again.”

I could be so goddamn jealous, fucking raging actually, of where Blair got her knowledge but not now. Now and forever, I’m so thankful for her.

Slowly, Colt pulls out, and I groan at the odd sensation, but then Blair’s stroking me. I’m half hard, my body not sure how to react, but quickly, her warm touch has me firm and wanting it again.

“Go slow, Colt.” She kneels where we’re about to join again. “Like this. Can I guide you?”

“Please,” Colt’s gruff. He sounds so aroused. “Please let me watch you hold my cock while I fuck his ass with it.”

It turns him on. Me, too. This time, he goes much slower, guided by Blair’s small hand wrapped around his scary length. She starts stroking me harder, too, and, “Oh fuck,” we growl.

It gets us there. It gets Colt easing in, past the ring of fire that burns so good because Blair’s touch makes me crave it. Then it’s Colt’s touch. He starts stroking my dick too while he’s fucking me, while he sinks so deep inside, he’s in my chest, my heart, my throat. His body inside mine is all I can know while seeing stars and only wanting more.

“Fuck me,” I beg, my legs shaking in my hold. “Fuck me, Colt. Deeper. You feel so good.”

In my haze, Colt is over me. He presses his lip to mine. Blair lets us go, and it’s just us.

“You like this, Beau?” He kisses me. “Do you like me inside you? Like you’ve always wanted? Like I’ve always wanted?” He thrusts, and I grunt. “Damn, I love you,” he says, thrusting again and again. “Damn, you feel so good taking my dick. You’re so tight. Your virgin ass is mine.” His next thrust is brutal. He’s almost seated inside me, and I love it. I cry out. “Isn’t it? Do you like my dick? Is your ass mine now?”

“Yes!” I growl. “Fuck yes, Colt. Take it. Take my ass. Take it hard.”

“Blair,” Colt pants her name. He’s serious because he rarely uses it. “Blair, fuck him, too, baby. Fuck him slow while I fuck him hard. We’ll make sure he knows who he belongs to.”

Blair glances at me. I’m sweating. I’m desperate. And hell, yes, I want this. “Do it.” I nod. “Ride me while he fucks me. Give me what I’ve wanted for so long.”

Colt leans back, and I let go of my legs. I let them fall open, and the pressure of his cock in my ass becomes immense. It’s so much and so good while Blair straddles me. She reaches, tugging her teddy aside, exposing her breasts for me to suck, and damn, she’s hot. So is how she reaches down, sliding her lace aside.

Running my tip through her slick slit, she leans over. Offering her nipple to my mouth, I suck it while she takes my cock and Colt takes my ass.

A thunder, a deep guttural roar from a primal place I don’t know, escapes my soul. I don’t know who I am, but this is right. I don’t know where we are, but their bodies take me. They’re all I need.

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