“It’s time,” Archer says, slowing his strokes.
“She’s ready,” Harvey says.
“Fuck, I think you’re right,” Caleb says.
Harvey pulls out and I almost cry in frustration, but he doesn’t leave me wondering for long when his girth nudges my full pussy. There is resistance.
“Relax, baby,” Jaden encourages.
“Let us see how well you take us,” Caleb says.
Archer holds my face between his hands, encouraging me, coaching me with his eyes. I relax, moving my hips in encouragement, reaching back I spread my ass cheeks.
“I fucking love you,” Harvey says as he passes my first wall.
They groan in deep pleasure. Harvey takes it slow, stretching me, Archer doesn’t move. And my forehead collapses on his. My saliva gliding on his face.
“That’s it, you are doing so well, Sunshine.”
“Such a good girl,” Caleb says on my right.
“She’s a good little whore,” Harvey says and I shudder, clamping hard on them to the point of pain.
Delicious pain.
“Fuuuck.” We all groan together when Harvey is halfway inside me. Caleb squeezes more lube between us and Harvey plows forward.
When he is fully seated inside me, we all still. The stretch is maddening. I would have never thought I could take both of them in my pussy.
Archer coaches me on breathing like I am giving birth. I would laugh if I thought I wouldn't split in two.
I am sensitive everywhere. Even the air feels like it’s troubling my skin too much and I may come if I breathe too hard.
“You are ours, Summer,” Harvey says softly, there’s a depth in his voice.
“I…”
My words disappear when he pulls out slowly and fills me again. The noises I make are foreign to me. There’s something overly vulnerable about this moment for us all. There is an intensity in the air I have never experienced before.
I could die right here and I'd be happy.
I nod absently as the most intense pleasure I've ever felt ripples over me. I could have never thought a feeling like this is possible. It feels like all I am is filled with their essence. Even the small breaths they take I feel deep inside my soul.
I am no longer sure where I begin and where they end.
“Ours,” Archer says.
“Say it,” Harvey growls.
“I… I am… yours…”
THE END