Page 117 of Tell Me What You Want

Eric pauses in his thrusting and grabs a jar of lube from the bed. Björn keeps murmuring things to me, face-to-face, and gives me little lashes on my ass.

“Open her up,” Eric whispers.

Björn grabs my butt cheeks and pulls to separate them. I realize Eric is using his fingers to lube my asshole. It’s a warm liquid, and he spreads it inside me by inserting his finger. He sticks it in, then out, then in again. I moan and move away. I’ve never had anal sex, and I’m afraid of the pain. Eric takes his finger out, then slides it back in with a good bit of lube. This time, his finger goes in circles inside me.

“Good, love, good ... Relax ... You’re doing great,” Eric whispers.

I whimper and lean forward. My breasts fall on Björn, who gives me a love bite on my nipples.

“Yes, beautiful ... yes ... give us your precious ass and I promise you’ll have a very good time.”

Eric’s finger is going in and out easily. Enjoying it now, I wiggle my ass to seek out that new pleasure, but then I feel Eric insert two fingers. The pressure is incredible, and the pain is more than I can bear.

“Eric ... Eric, it hurts.”

Carefully, but immediately, he pulls his fingers out and replaces them with something that feels like a pacifier. I whimper once more, and my flesh opens and molds to it. I’m gasping, my mouth open and desperate for air, when I feel Eric take it back out, and I moan. Eric leans down and kisses my neck.

“That’s it, love. I won’t touch it again today.”

Björn releases my ass cheeks and reopens my legs.

“Eric ... c’mon, make her breasts swing over me.”

Eric goes back inside me, deep, the way I like it. He does it in one swift move, and I scream. My breasts bob in front of Björn’s face, and he grabs one to bite carefully on my nipple. When he lets it go, he looks up at me.

“I hope someday Eric will let me fuck your ass. It must be wonderful to fuck it.”

I don’t know what to say. I just look at him, seeing his very obvious desire.

Björn doesn’t kiss me. He doesn’t bring his mouth near mine. He remembers Eric told him my mouth is Eric’s and Eric’s alone. But he looks directly at me, and I feel his excitement as my body jerks from Eric’s plowing.

Eric assaults my body over and over until he tenses up and drops on me. I collapse on Björn. The sweat from Eric’s face dribbles on my back, and he kisses my waist. I smile, realizing he’s good and happy. Then he pulls his penis from me and frees me.

“Now you ...,” he says to Björn.

Björn rolls me aside, undresses, and picks up one of the condoms on the bed. He tears it open with his teeth and quickly puts it on. Eric is looking at me, his chest still heaving from the effort he just made. He peels off his condom and tosses it aside.

“Lie down on the bed, beautiful,” whispers Björn.

When I do, I see that they both get up. Eric whispers something to him, and Björn indicates agreement. Then they both climb back onto the bed, and Eric picks up the champagne.

“Bring the soles of your feet together and open your legs.”

Once more, my shiny, open sex is flooded and on display for them. Björn leans down and smears his mouth all over it while Eric pours champagne on my belly button. My stomach flexes, and the champagne runs everywhere. Björn sucks up the runaway liquor that drips all the way to my vulva.

“Mmm ... this is marvelous. More.”

Eric pours some more, but this time, directly on my vulva, and I arch while Björn licks me eagerly.

“Masturbate for us, Jude,” Eric says as he hands me a vibrator for my clit.

He pours more champagne on my sex, and I’m once more grateful for the reinvigoration. Björn is on it instantly, lashing me with his tongue. I turn the vibrator to the first setting and place it on my already swollen clit. I move and turn it up. I gasp when I realize how my sex blossoms from the buzzing. Then Eric ups it to “three.” Björn puts his hands on my thighs so I can’t squeeze them shut, and my body grows hot. I shove the vibrator off my clit as I shout and raise my hips.

Wanting to get inside me, Björn grabs my thighs and puts my legs on his shoulders. He slowly sinks into me with great care. I moan, and he penetrates me again while Eric comes at me from the other side of the bed, splashes champagne on his penis, and brings it to my mouth.

“All yours, sweetness.”

Excited by our configuration, I play with Eric in my mouth. With my tongue, I draw circles on the head of his penis and feel him react. He lengthens and grows as I suck, and I hear Eric moan as Björn continues to slide in and out of me. Since my arms are free, I move my hands to his testicles and slowly caress them.

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