Page 54 of Third Wheel

Then the plug popped all the way in.

She cried out again, the sound muffled by the cock down her throat, as her body sagged with relief, her muscles untensing. All the muscles except the ones around the plug now deeply embedded in her bowels. Those ached, straining from their new dimensions, her poor little hole throbbing around the stem between the base and bulb of the plug. Thankfully, that stem was far thinner than the thickest part of the bulb, which gave the tight ring some relief.

The feeling of uncomfortable fullness made her pussy clench, and she sucked hard as Kincaid’s cock retreated and then thrust in again. Sucking gave her pent-up energy some relief, her body quivering as she adjusted. Now that she was no longer so focused on the toy pushing its way inside her, she was more aware of her nipples still pulsing and the way Kincaid’s cock felt as it bumped against the back of her throat.

“How’s her mouth?”

Zach’s crude, almost casual, question made her pussy clench, and she shuddered again.

“Fucking perfect,” Kincaid replied. He looked down at her.

Looking up to meet his gaze made her crane her neck painfully, but she did it for a moment, anyway, wanting to see him watching her swallow his cock. His handsome face had a hungry expression, which made her quiver internally. The gripon her hair tightened, tugging at her scalp like a slightly painful massage.

“She’s a good little cocksucker.”

“I bet she is.” Zach’s hands ran over her ass, caressing, then one of them lifted, and he gave her buttocks a sharp slap that had her wriggling. It didn’t hurt nearly as much as it could have, and it sent a flash of pleasure through her overwhelmed senses. Her muscles clenched around the huge plug, which made them ache all over again. “She likes sucking cock, don’t you, my little slut?”

She couldn’t answer, but that wasn’t the point.

Zach just wanted to spank her.

And he did. Over and over again, his hand peppered her backside while Kincaid casually thrust in and out of her mouth, holding her in place by her hair, enjoying the way her cries sent vibrations over his dick. The pace and intensity of the spanking became faster, harder, and every time Zach’s hand came down, she clenched around the plug. The discomfort from those little spasms lessened as the pain in her cheeks grew hotter, as if she could only contain so much.

Then, suddenly, his hand was no longer coming down on her heated backside. No, his hands were curling around her hips. The tip of his cock slid up and down the length of her pussy, coating the mushroom head with her arousal. Amy moaned around Kincaid’s dick, pushing back.

As full as she was with the plug in her ass, she wanted more.

Needed more.

Her pussy was so empty.

“I think our little slut wants to be filled at both ends,” Zach said, his voice floating over her head as if from very far away.

“Then let’s make that happen,” Kincaid replied.

They both thrust in, and Amy screamed from the sudden jolt of painful pleasure.

Neither man was small, and Zach’s cock sliding alongside the huge plug in her ass made her feel fuller than she ever had in her life. She hadn’t known she could feel like this, as if every centimeter of space inside her was taken up. She couldn’t breathe, and not just because Kincaid’s cock was blocking her airway.

The slap of Zach’s body against her heated cheeks as he thrust home gave her another jolt of pained pleasure, and she sobbed against Kincaid’s cock as he buried it in her throat.

Oh, fuck… oh, fuck…

Thoughts flew into the air, her head no longer able to contain them. There was nothing but sensation as they used her, rocking her back and forth between them in an erotic rhythm. They were two sides of the coin, and she was the center, a vessel for their pleasure, her own body buzzing with the ecstasy rolling through it.

She didn’t know when she started to orgasm.

She wasn’t even sure she could call it that.

It was just waves of sensual bliss, washing over her, again and again, washing away all thought, all sense, all care, and leaving her floating on air.

Pain? Pleasure?

One and the same.

And she was drowning in it.

Zach

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