Page 70 of Four Times Taken

They say stay ready so you ain't gotta get ready. Man, am I glad I had lube and condoms in my car. As she rubbed that ass up against me while Eric ate her out, I could only think of one thing. Double teaming her. As soon as I heard we were heading to the bedroom, I hurried out the door and to my car. Pity Matt bussed off as soon as my lubed fingers entered her ass, or we could double team her together.

He pulled out of her and rolled off to the side as I finger-fucked her ass. Ethan exchanged a glance with Eric, silently asking for permission before climbing on the bed to take Matt's place beneath. Her tight ass suffocated my two fingers when Ethan rested his head between her legs, licking and sucking at her center, leaving his thick, long dick waving in the air. She screamed her delight from my fingers and his tongue working both holes. Falling forward, she rode his face, and I didn't let up in her beautiful glowing ass.

With her head close to his erection, she reached for it like a lifeline. As if she'd been doing this her whole life, she covered him with her mouth. Ethan's grunts were muffled before he pulled his head away to pant against the skill of her zealous mouth. His fingers replaced his tongue, and I had the perfect view of her swollen vulva and her ripe, pink, sopping-wet hole. Fuck, I pulled my fingers from her ass, watching it hold its shape for a few seconds, and my dick throbbed in anticipation.

She popped her mouth off to see why I'd stopped and caught me lubing my dick up, wincing as the slightest touch had me scared of coming too close to the edge. I watched her lick her lips, and her hooded eyes studied the motion of my hand.

"Ready?" I spanked her ass.

She bit her lip but nodded. Damn, I could barely hold myself back, but I had to go slow. Kissing the red imprint of my hand on her cheek, I took a deep breath and positioned myself at her entrance. My breath left me in a rush. The head of my dick was fat as hell for that hole.

"You sure?" I asked her again.

She nodded and backed her ass up, nudging the tip with that tight hole. I gritted my teeth. "Please," she begged.

Applying more lube to her anus, I readied myself for the insert. Nothing could have prepared me for the tease of the friction, the squeezing of my head, the depravity for more. I'm often the one who bottoms. I've topped a few times, and like some men, few women are open to experimenting with anal. But she's brave and oh so fucking beautiful.

"Oh, shit," Ethan groaned, his eyes widening at the close-up view. He licked her clit again, and she shivered.

I kissed her spine in appreciation of her willingness to try this with me, giving my tip some thrust action in the process. Nothing too hard.

"How are you feeling?" I asked.

"It burns," she confessed.

"Do you want me to stop?" I massaged her back and ass.

She moaned, riding Ethan's face. "I think I need more movement," she panted.

I breathed a laugh. "You want more of me?"

She jerked against Ethan's tongue before whining, "Yes."

Fuck. Okay, if that's what you want, that's what you're going to get. "Breathe." I prepared her before pushing in as soon as her anus relaxed. She yelped, and I clamped my teeth together. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, she felt so good. I'd managed nearly half of myself inside her. "More?" I rasped, moving in and out of her.

Her mouth had fallen open, and Ethan had become vicious, tearing up that pussy. I'm afraid she'll say no from the pure shock playing out against her reddened face. But she surprised me with a nod. I let myself go, picking up the pace and getting into a rhythm. Her grip pulled on the flesh of my dick, milking it with each thrust in and out. My entire body shook as I grabbed hold of her hips and pounded that ass. I'm grunting, panting. Hell, I couldn't tell whether it was just sweat running down my face or some tears too.

In my trance, Ethan's growl echoed through. I opened my eyes to find him on his knees, kissing her and fingering her clit. She gripped him tight as if her life depended on it and moaned against his lips.

Ethan

"Fuck, Lily. You're incredible," I groaned against her lips as my finger slipped and slid against her swollen clit. This was the sexiest experience of my fucking life. "Will you let me in your pussy?" I murmured. "Please?"

She cried out, pressing her head into my forehead as Ryan fucked her from behind. I'm more of a vanilla kind of guy when it comes to sex; this shit was something out of my wildest fantasies. She shook against my hand as we brought her to her release. Her breath dampened my neck, and I swore my dick's just going to fucking detach itself from my body. It's hard as shit, the skin around it is so fucking tight, it doesn't feel human anymore. It's become a literal veiny brick, and it's desperate for a release.

"Think you can handle us both at once?" I groaned against her damp hair beneath my lips, testing her pussy with my fingers. She gasped at the thrust of the digits. Tightening around them, she nodded.

"Please," she begged, and I thanked my lucky stars, kissing my way down her body, stealing a moment to sample her breasts before moving beneath her and fitting myself in with the rhythm.

"Ahhh!" She fell forward with her hand on my chest as I entered her. I couldn't fuck her slow, even if I wanted to. She's so tight. Her smooth, wet depth sucked me in, providing the perfect fit. I'm driven crazy by the added friction of Ryan's dick. This was some alien shit, and I didn't even care. I didn't give a shit about sexuality. This pussy was so good, I could be anybody right now. Shit, it gave me wings.

"Lily," I groaned her name as I pounded her flesh. When she came, fuck, I saw stars, as I experienced the tightest grip I've ever had.

Eric

Porn? Who needs it? I think I can cancel my subscription because nothing will ever compare to this. Fuck, I'm so proud of my woman as I watch her sweaty frame tackle the pure animalistic pursuit of my best friends. And yes, I said, 'My woman.' Because as I gripped my throbbing manhood, I whimpered from the thought of having her all to myself.

Next to the bed, Matt grew hard again, and I snarled. "Best handle that yourself," I warned him, a possessiveness unfamiliar to me taking over as I waited my turn.

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