Page 72 of Faking the Play

“Now, be a good girl and get on the bed,” Ryan instructed.

I turned my head for a quick kiss and then did as I was told, purposefully putting a little extra swing in my step. I smiled asI heard both Ryan and Ethan swear, and then I focused all my attention on Logan. Going down on my hands and knees as soon as I climbed onto the end of the bed, I crawled toward him.

Now close enough to touch him, I reached out to the waistband of his sweats and eased them down enough to free his erection. The thick shaft rested on his stomach, a bead of precum already at the tip. I tucked the elastic under his balls, brushing my fingers over that softest of skin before trailing up from base to crown. Logan moaned as I wrapped my hand around him, pulling his cock away from him to allow me to get my mouth on it.

Flicking out my tongue, I captured that bit of moisture at the head, then swirled my tongue around the crown, savoring the taste of soap and salt and him. I’d thought I had lost this forever and I didn’t intend to take a single second of my time for granted.

As I took the first inch of him between my lips, I felt the bed dip behind me and then two sets of hands were moving over my legs and up my thighs. I concentrated as best I could on the flesh in my mouth, lowering my head to take a little more, but as those exploring hands progressed to my ass and down under to my breasts, it became more difficult. Fingers teased my nipples through the sensual slide of silk against skin until the sensitive flesh pebbled.

And then someone eased aside the small bit of fabric covering my most private bits, and I moaned at the gentle touch of a tongue. Whichever of the men had their mouth on me licked over and between my folds, dipping into my pussy before shifting to tease my clit, all from a brand-new angle. Then that mouth was somewhere else and I tried to gasp, but Logan flexed his hips and pushed his cock just a bit deeper. Even that wasn’t enough to distract me from the decidedly odd feeling of a tongue at my anus.

“Do you like what Ryan’s doing?” Logan asked, pushing back some hair that had escaped from the messy knot I’d quickly pulled it all into. “Do you like being rimmed?”

A shiver went through me at his words, and all three men laughed, the vibration moving from them to me wherever our bodies connected.

While Ryan pressed his tongue, and then a finger, into my ass, I worked on getting Logan as slick as possible. Both of those things, as well as Ethan’s attention on my breasts, had my pussy wet with very little direct attention, something that made Ethan grin when he pushed a finger inside me.

“She’s already nice and wet for you, Ry,” Ethan said.

The two men moved their fingers inside me, the digits both much smaller than their cocks, but the feel of them in two different places sent a wave of new sensations over me. I made a sound that had Logan cursing as he used my hair to pull my head up. The sting in my scalp helped draw my focus away from the slight burn in my ass as Ryan worked in a second finger, this one slippery enough to tell me that he’d added some lube.

“As much as I like the idea of watching you swallow my load, we have plans. The other will have to wait.” Logan swiped his thumb along my bottom lip. “You almost done back there, Ryan?”

“What do you think, Lia?” Ryan asked as he twisted his fingers, stretching me.

I nodded, the mounting fire inside me desperate for an outlet.

“Let’s get you in position then,” Ethan said as he withdrew his finger.

I made a displeased noise that turned into a whimper when Ryan pulled his fingers out too. I’d gone from having a part of each of them inside me to being completely empty and I didn’t like it.

I didn’t have time to complain though. Before I’d even fully processed what was coming, Ryan had me turned around and straddling Logan’s lap. With Ethan helping me balance and Logan guiding his cock, it was surprisingly easy for them to lower me right where they wanted me.

As the tip breached me, I bit my bottom lip, nails digging into Ryan’s shoulder and Ethan’s forearm. I let out a breath slowly, my world narrowed down to the discomfort of Logan’s thick cock in my ass. He might’ve had the thinnest dick of the three men, but it was still above average, stretching that part of my body in a way I still wasn’t used to.

“You okay, baby?” Ethan asked.

I nodded, my eyes closing as Logan filled me completely. “Just takes a little getting used to.”

I took a few slow, deep breaths and relaxed as best I could.

“You’re so fucking tight,” Logan ground out, his hands settling on my hips.

“She’s gonna get tighter in a minute.”

Ethan’s words had me opening my eyes. He knelt in front of me now, his pants long gone and his cock hard as a rock. He stroked himself with one hand while the other started making soothing circles on my thigh. His touch and natural easygoing nature helped me relax even more, drawing a sigh of relief from Logan.

“Not that your ass doesn’t feel fucking amazing,” Logan said, “but if you’d squeezed me any tighter, I would’ve been done.”

“Incentive to keep working out with us even if you’re not playing,” Ethan said with a grin. “You get too out of shape and you’ll need me and Ryan’s help satisfying our woman.”

Our woman.

I liked the sound of that.

I didn’t get the chance to think about it for too long because Ethan leaned forward, pressing the head of his dick against theentrance to my pussy, and all coherent thoughts flew away. With my legs spread wide to let me put my feet on either side of Logan’s legs, I should’ve been completely open to Ethan, but at the moment he first entered me, I understood just what this was going to do to me.

My body stretched naturally, but I wasn’t a very big person, and these were two massive cocks. Having one already inside me while the other was being worked into my other channel was like nothing I’d ever felt before.

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