Page 33 of Two Times the Mountain Men
“This has to be a dream,” I whispered.
“Why do you say that, baby?” Tyler asked, pulling his t-shirt over his head and tossing it to the floor. Brock followed suit.
“I don’t know. Just seems too surreal.” Propping myself up with my elbows braced behind me, I watched as the men began to strip out of their clothing.
“I assure you, it’s real,” Brock said to me, undoing his pants and pushing them down over his hips. His erection bulged against his gray boxer briefs, begging for me to unleash it.
Scrambling to my knees, I crawled over to him and slowly pulled his boxer briefs down, exposing his rock-hard shaft to me. There was a shimmer of precum at the tip of his dick and I couldn’t resist but to lean forward and lash my tongue at the tip.
Brock groaned, reaching out and slipping his hand into my hair, resting it at the back of my head. A tiny smile touched my lips as I ran the tip of my tongue down the underside of his dick and then back up to the head. His hand fisted my hair as I repeated the process, grasping his dick at the base and beginning to stroke him.
“Take it,” Brock growled, his voice strained.
This time as I reached the head, I slipped the mushroom cap into my mouth. As I began to slowly take him into my mouth the fire in my core intensified and the dampness between my legs increased.
As my mouth began to move up and down on his shaft, his hips began to rock against my mouth. Our movements were beginning to work in unison. With my free hand, I gripped his balls and gave them a gentle squeeze, while feeing Tyler’s weight join me on the bed.
A moment later, I felt Tyler’s hands wrap around my waist, his lips brushing the side of my neck. “You’re way too overdressed for this, baby.” Grabbing the bottom of my tank top, Tyler began to pull it upward forcing me to release Brock’s magnificent dick from my mouth and hands to lift my hands up so Tyler could get the garment off and leaving me bare chested, since I’d opted to go without a bra this evening.
“Beautiful,” Brock said, crouching before me and placing a kiss at the center of my chest before nipping at one of my nipples.
“Very,” Tyler agreed catching my chin in his hand and urging me to look back at him, so he could plant a brief, but passionate kiss on my lips.
“Thank you,” I breathed the words, hunger and need filling me.
Slowly, I felt myself being lowered to the mattress and a set of strong hands removing my shorts with my panties quickly following suit. My heartrate accelerated as I opened my eyes and saw both men staring down at me, both were on the bed now, one on each side of me, with lust burning in their eyes. Just seeing them visually devour me made my pussy ache to be filled.
“Have you ever fantasized about what it would be like to be with two men at the same time, Genevieve?” Brock asked, ghosting his lips across mine.
A flush colored my cheeks. “I’ve written about it.”
“So that’s a yes?”
A shudder raced through my body and I nodded.
“Have you had anal?” Tyler asked, placing a line of kisses down my stomach. My back arched as the need between my legs demanded satisfaction.
The heat in my cheeks intensified, though I knew what he was getting at. The thought of the two men taking me at the same time both excited and scared me. Their dicks were so big. How would it even be possible?
As if sensing my reservation, Brock gave me a reassuring smile. “It’ll be okay. We promise. Do you trust us?”
Trust them? I barely knew them. But at the same time I was already trusting them with my body, my heart and my life—why stop now? “Yes.”
“Good.” Brock placed another kiss on my lips and then rolled over and onto his back. One muscular arm reached out and pulled me over and onto him as if I weighed nothing more than a feather. As I straddled his waist, Brock’s cock peeked out from between my legs.
Wrapping his arms around me, he pulled me toward him. My stare locked onto his a moment before our lips connected. Closing my eyes, I gave in to his demanding lips and tongue seeking entry. As our tongues played a wicked game of cat and mouse, I rubbed my moist pussy against his stiff shaft, the tip of his dick teasing my clit and turning my desire into a frenzy of need.
“My God,” I gasped.
“Take me in,” Brock ordered.
I didn’t hesitate, positioning myself over Brock’s dick, I lined the head up with my opening and slowly sank onto him, moaning loudly as his dick dove deep within me, spreading my core and filing me to the hilt.
“Fuck, you’re tight. Fucking amazing,” he groaned, his hand on my bottom, digging into the flesh.
Placing the palms of my hands on his chest, I slowly began to move onto him, rocking my hips against his pelvis and allowing the sensations to sweep over me. As I moved on him, moving up and down, while rotating my hips in a circular motion so that the head of his dick was stroking my G-spot I felt Tyler come up behind me, his hands massaging my shoulders and slowly working their way down my back.
Oh God, this is going to happen!
