“So—are we doing this, or what?” I impatiently whimper, trying not to give in to the desire I have for them to both be inside me again.
I need to see them together again. It’s eating at me.
“So fucking needy…” Malachi snarls, pinching my nipple harder.
When I start to lose control, my knees buckling beneath me, Dean places his hand between my legs, slipping three fingers inside me as he holds me up, pinning me to the cupboard with his hips.
“She’s so fucking wet…” Dean groans as he thrusts his fingers deeper and deeper inside me.
“Is our girl going to play with her pretty pussy while she watches?”
I nod my head as I let out a loud moan, Deans fingers motioning against my g-spot at a rapid speed.
“Let’s go…” Malachi hisses, slapping my ass as he passes by us. Dean then pulls his fingers out of me and picks me up, heaving me over his shoulder like I weigh nothing as he slaps my ass and finds my pussy with his fingers, pushing every single finger into my pussy as far as they’ll go.
“Hold up…” Dean groans, stopping halfway down the hall to set me down against the wall. I try to hold myself up but he pushes me down to the floor and kneels down in front of me, cupping my chin with his hand. “I wanna see if she’ll let us put as many fingers as we can inside that sweet pussy of hers.”
My eyes widen as Malachi bends down and spits onto his hand, sliding his fingers along Deans hand slowly. I close myeyes as I feel their fingers line up to my entrance, and I take a deep breath, anticipating how this might feel.
When they slip inside me, their thumbs press down on either side of my clit, nearly sending me over the edge in pleasure within seconds of them thrusting their fingers inside me.
“Fuck, that’s impressive,” Dean groans, both he and Malachi focused on my face as I fall apart completely.
“I—f-fuuuckkk, I’m gonna…fuuuckkk!” I cry out as they slide in so deep that it hurts. I’m sure having two cocks inside me not even an hour ago probably isn’t helping.
“Look at that fucking face…” Malachi reaches up with his other hand and grabs my nipple again, pinching it hard as I come around their fingers.
“That’s one,” Dean smirks as his eyes darken. “We want at least two more before we’re done in the shower…”
With that, they pull their fingers out of me and stand up to head into the bathroom, leaving me in a sticky pool of my own cum. When I finally feel like I can stand on my own, I wander into the bathroom and linger in the doorway, watching them both remove their clothes and toss them to the side.
Neither of them touch each other as Malachi turns the taps on and runs his hand under the water. Dean then points to the wall and motions for me to sit there before he steps into the shower, Malachi getting in right behind him.
A few moments later, Malachi grabs a cloth from the shelf just outside the shower and lathers it with body wash, bringing it around to start washing Dean’s thighs. Once he gets to his groin, he places the washcloth against Dean’s abdomen and reaches around with his other hand, gripping his cock, gently twisting his hand around his shaft.
As soon as Dean tilts his head back, I can’t help myself. I quickly place my finger over my clit, keeping my legs spread wide open so they can see what they’re doing to me. Malachilooks over at me with a devious smile as he starts to quicken his movements up and down Dean’s hard cock.
Just then Dean looks in my direction too, focusing in on me pleasuring myself against the wall. His mouth falls open as water trickles slowly down his face.
I never thought I’d want anyone as much as I want Malachi, but here we are.
I have no idea how we went from escaping my abductors to this, but I’m here for every fucking filthy second of it.
Ikeepmyeyesheld on Nikki as I thrust violently into Dean’s ass, feeling his walls pulsate around my cock as he finally lets go, slamming his fist into the wall with a loud growl.
Once he comes down from the high, I slam into him a few more times, making sure that I release my come deep into his ass.
I then step back and motion for Nikki to come join us, pushing her to her knees in front of me when she gets inside.
“Suck him off me,” I demand, reaching down to grab a section of hair on the back of her head.
Like the good girl she is, she opens her mouth wide and sticks her tongue out, a depraved look in her eyes as I push my cock past her lips and to the back of her throat.
“That’s it…fuuuckkk yes,” I manage to breathe out, my already too sensitive cock throbbing against her tongue.
I pull her off me and let go of her hair, expecting her to get up, but she doesn’t. Instead, she turns around behind Dean,straightens her back and grips his asscheeks, spreading them apart so she can lick the cum that’s dripping out of his hole.
“You filthy little slut. Atta fucking girl,” Dean groans as he slams his hand into the wall again.