Page 35 of Montana Falls
“I am up for fun suggestions. But only if I’m not… stealing the moment.” I said.
Misha shifted, opening both eyes now, his gaze locking onto mine.
He was so fucking pretty it was unfair.
“You could never steal a moment, sweetheart.” He said.
“You only make them better.” Price added as he gave me a squeeze.
I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help the smile that tugged at my lips.
“I thought to give you time to yourselves sometimes. To just be you without me there. Not that I mind being there – you know I like it – but I just figure that sometimes you need to be alone. So if I interrupted that alone time on accident, then I am sorry and I can go… go somewhere else.”
Misha waved a hand, cutting me off. “We appreciate it, but it’s honestly okay. We almost never had you back the last timeyou were gone, so I don’t care if you’re with us every minute of every day.”
“Exactly. And with how many people you have to spend time with, it’s really not hard for us to be alone if we wanted to.” Price tugged my towel open, letting it drop as he pulled my legs wide. “There are also more things we can do together.”
“Oh, yeah?” I leaned back, letting my head rest against the warmth of his chest. “Tell me all these fun things we could do together.”
Misha scoffed, but there was a glint in his eye that told me he was enjoying this just as much as I was. “Anything you want, sweetheart.”
“I want to eat candy all day and nap.” I crossed my arms with a mock-serious look on my face. “After you both fuck me until I can’t walk straight for a week. Does that sound good?”
Their laughter filled the small room, the sound bouncing off the walls and mixing with the hiss of steam. It was dark enough that we wouldn’t be entirely obvious, but light enough I could see everything as Misha moved from his bench and dropped to his knees before me.
He trailed kisses up the inside of my thigh as Price bit and kissed my throat.
“You have to be quiet.” Misha breathed. “If you’re too loud, someone will interrupt us and you don’t want that, do you?”
It was hard to be quiet. I tried. Really. But, as I had told the others far too often to be a brat, Misha had a talented fucking tongue. He was so enthusiastic as he devoured me and the tiny moans he let out that vibrated against my skin were enough to make me shake. It honestly wasn’t a shock that he had me screaming barely a few minutes later as Price kissed me hard enough to steal my air.
“I think she likes your mouth on her pussy.” Price chuckled into his kiss. “What else do you think she’d like, Misha? You can pick.”
“Whatever we want to do to her.” He got to his feet and pulled me down until I was lying on the bench, not Price, and my legs were quickly put over his shoulder. “She’s going to lie there and take both of us, and she’s going to enjoy it anyway.”
It shouldn’t have been so hot that he wasn’t talking to me. He was just telling Price what they would do, and there was no asking. The fact he was going to take what he wanted from me made me shiver, and my brain didn’t register it as something bad. It was more like… like I was his. Theirs. We belonged to each other so completely, with an extraordinary amount of trust, and I fucking loved it.
I shouldn’t have moaned harder as Misha buried his cock inside of me with a moan, and didn’t wait a single moment for me to adjust. He just fucked me like I belonged to him and didn’t once talk to me. He just ordered Price to join him.
“Let her suck your cock,” He panted as his fingers dug into my hip. “I want to listen to her choking.”
Price did as he was told, and a second later I couldn’t breathe. The pair of them worked far too well together, fucking me at the same pace and roughness until everything inside of me lit up like the fourth of July and I screamed.
Or at least, I screamed as well as I could with a giant dick in my mouth that was making tears stream down my cheeks.
I was barely finished spasming before both of them pulled out and Price grabbed me at Misha’s behest and moved to the bench until he was almost lying down. He slid me down onto his lap, my legs straddling him and my head on his chest as he held up my quivering frame. If he wasn’t hugging me, I would have slid to the ground and curled into a ball, unable to do anything but breathe and whimper.
But then Misha moved behind me, and I knew I wasn’t done.
“We’re going to try something.” He swirled his fingers in my pussy, gently pushing in and out. “I wanna see how she feels with you at the same time.”
Price cocked his head as he grabbed my hips, lifting me up just enough he could carefully push his cock inside of me and stretch me entirely too full. My own wetness and Misha’s tongue had made things more than lubricated enough that it was only good pain that made me whimper.
“You think she can handle both of us? I don’t wanna break her.” Price laughed, but it did weird things to how we were connected. Like the vibrations were making things even better.
Misha grabbed hold of my hair, tugging on it until I turned to face him. His eyes were blown wide, and he looked so damn relaxed that I didn’t care in the slightest what he asked of me. I would have let him call all the guys down to do their worst if it meant he looked so happy.
“She’ll like it.” He kissed me hard, his tongue tangling with mine. “Isn’t that right, sweetheart? Tell Price you want us both to fuck your pussy and fill you up with cum.”
