Page 20 of Two Times the Mountain Men
Looking down at his glorious dick, I couldn’t stop the plea from escaping my lips. “Please. Give it to me.”
Brock grinned as he shifted, grabbing the back of the sofa for stability and lowering himself to me until my ankles were nearly to my ears. It was only then when we were staring deep into each other’s eyes, our breaths intermingling that he slammed into me, making me scream out.
He remained balls deep within me for a minute, savoring the feeling of my pussy wrapped around his manhood. He refused to move until I bucked up against his pelvis, silently begging for him to bring me along on his orgasmic journey.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I held tight to him and whispered. “Please. Fuck me.”
A slow, smile touched his lips, so fucking hot that I nearly came just by seeing the feral hunger in his expression. Slowly he withdrew just far enough that all that remained within my warmth was the head of his dick. Once more he left me suspended in need.
“Say it again, baby,” he demanded.
“Fuck me, Brock. Please.”
“Yes, ma’am.” With so much force that I was down on the sofa an inch he slammed back into me. If I’d expected slow loving I was sorely mistaken. Brock was ruthless, his thrusts coming fast and with force, each time he thrust inward he slammed into my G-spot, making me scream out and my breasts jiggle. It wasn’t going to be long before he had me hitting my brink once more at this pace.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck…’’ The word was muttered from my lips over and over.
A thin sheen of sweat began to appear on Brock’s chest. He was getting close; I could feel his cock prepare itself. And God, I was going to come with him. Our moans and whispered words became like a symphony of our passion.
It wasn’t just his cock that was my undoing. Glancing over to the chair I’d been sitting in originally, I saw Tyler. His cock was in his hand, rock-solid again and he was watching us and stroking himself.
Gripping Brock, my fingernails sinking to the hard muscle of his shoulders, I bucked up, meeting Brock’s thrust and released for a second time, my pussy clenching and then relaxing around his cock.
“Holy fuck!” Brock yelled out, thrusting into me a final time before a forceful burst hit into the back of my core, filling me with his offering. I moaned, my pussy clenching one more time and giving me my third orgasm of the night.
I can’t take any more! I can’t! Tyler…
Glancing back at Tyler, my gaze locked onto the motions of his hand onto his shaft. I was hypnotized watching him. It wasn’t until I felt Brock pull out of me, leaving me feeling empty, that the fog within my mind began to slowly clear.
It was as if Tyler was waiting for me to watch again. The moment I laid my eyes on his dick once more, he came. His groan was loud and feral and his cum surprisingly forceful, considering that he’d just reached orgasm not long ago once already.
Closing my eyes, I let my head sink into the cushion beneath my head.
Ohmygod, what have I gotten myself into? I was slightly concerned that what had just happened between us would cause serious awkwardness. But there was another part of me that didn’t think so, as much as I’d like to think I was the first time they’d shared a girl, my gut was telling me that was hardly the case.
They’re just fun…. That’s it. Stress relief. No one is falling in love with anyone here.
