Page 46 of Group Studies

“Of course, this is in the sex professor’s shower,” Ashe grumbled behind me.

The sound of something squirting into his hand had me turning to look. Before I could, Beryl lifted me and pressed my back into Ashe’s chest. I wrapped my legs around his hips and ground my pulsing clit into his abdomen.

“We can have a show and tell later,” Beryl promised. “What you can’t see can’t hurt you.”

He swooped down and pressed his tongue into my mouth as Ashe’s slick finger pushed into my back passage. I started to shy away, and Beryl released my mouth. He backed up to line up his cock, sliding into me as Ashe added a second finger. Magic accompanied his second finger and my muscles relaxed, pleasure rippling straight to my core.

Sandwiched between the two men, I writhed and bucked with Beryl’s thrusts and the sensation in my backside. Ashe began scissoring slowly back and forth and I relaxed more as each movement prepared me for what was to come.

Ashe captured my lips this time, dominating me with his tongue. The blue-eyed mage paused his thrusting to rub his tip against my clit. I moaned against Ashe’s mouth.

Scarily in sync for strangers, Ashe inserted a third finger, as Beryl slid into me. Pleasure and pressure threatened to burst me in all the right ways.

“How are you doing, Kitten?” Ashe asked against my ear.

I couldn’t form words. Groaning, I ground myself further onto his fingers in answer.

Ashe kissed my ear, my cheek, every part of my face he could reach. “This will be fucking tight, at first.”

I blinked stupidly as he removed his fingers and pushed me away from his chest. Beryl took my weight, kissing me deeply as he fingered my clit. Something much bigger and warmer than Ashe’s three fingers pressed against me. The moment I pulled away from it, Beryl’s tongue slipped in my mouth. He pinched my clit. A wave of pleasure helped distract me as Ashe’s girthy dick slowly slid into me.

I groaned, squeezing my eyes tight at the discomfort.

“I promise, Kitten, this will be fucking worth it,” Ashe said. “Relax and focus on fuck-tard in front of you.”

Beryl chuckled, rubbing my clit as he made lazy circles with his hips. Ashe pressed forward, and I clench around Beryl. Ashe’s tip brushed against something I didn’t know existed and sparks flew in my vision.

His next surge forward hit the spot again. I mewled like a cat in heat. Pleasure exploded from inside me, heightening my waves to a whole new level.

“That’s it, Dot,” Beryl said. “Relax, let us take care of you.”

As Ashe drove himself the rest of the way into me, a wave of magic helping me relax, as Beryl stepped forward, sheathing himself to the hilt and sandwiching me between them once more. I squeezed my eyes shut, both fearing and anticipating their next thrust. But they didn’t move. I opened my eyes, and Ashe tilted my head back. He kissed my jawline while Beryl kissed down my neck.

“Relax,” Beryl said. “We’ve got you.”

In the past, sex had always been a race to the finish. It wasn’t love or pleasure settling my magic, but the end result.

With the steam from the shower sinking into my bones and my two lovers waiting for me, I let myself live in the moment. Instead of being desperate for the end, I focused on the here and now. The two men I cared about most in the world held me. I trusted them not to hurt me, despite their girths nearly splitting me apart.

My magic simmered happily but stayed in place.

Beryl moved first, his crooked finger never leaving my clit. I moaned, the build of a climax sparked in my abdomen.

I pulled myself part way off Ashe to meet Beryl’s thrust, and as I did, Ashe’s dick slid over my new spot. I moaned and squeezed Beryl before sliding back onto Ashe. I’d never felt this complete in my life. I gripped Beryl’s shoulders as we settled into a rhythm.

A dance which slowly accelerated.

“Fuck, Kitten,” Ashe growled, taking control of our speed.

Beyond caring, I gripped both of them and started gasping in time with their grunts. Every slapping thrust brought me closer and closer.

I trembled. Beryl gave me another quick kiss before pinching my swollen clit. He pressed into me, his dick swelling as he ground me into Ashe. Both their dicks were so deep in me that their balls almost touched.

The combined pressure was all I could take. I screamed, my climax cresting as pleasure filled the shower with stars. My muscles didn’t know what direction to curl, they gripped everything and rode the explosion, rocking me from head to toe.

Ashe swore as he swelled and joined our release.

The three of us stood in the steam, panting in the aftermath.

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