Page 17 of Take Me Slowly: part 2
"For your information, Connor Difficult Ferguson and Riley Fucking Crane, my middle name is Amy," I said tartly.
They exchanged grins.
"I think she won that round," Riley said.
"It was time we gave her one." Connor looked back at me. "I'm ready to give her a good, hard one." He grabbed my hands and pulled me to my feet. Leading me over to the side of the couch, he pushed me forward, bending me across the high back.
"Stay like that," he ordered. He reached around to undo the front of my jeans and push them down to my feet. My panties went next.
"Tell me something, did talking to your stepbrother about him watching you make you wet?" He nudged my thighs apart and slid his hand between them. Slowly, he moved it up to my pussy, then slid a couple of fingers inside me. "The answer is a definite yes." He slid his fingers up and down insde me and out, moving slowly. Fucking me with his hand.
"She looks good like that," Riley said.
"She's going to look better in a moment." Connor slid his hand out of me and slapped it down on my ass.
I let out a squeak, but I liked the sting the slap left behind.
"You look amazing with my handprint on your ass," Connor said. He slapped me again, a couple of times, then he was pushing his cock inside me. Pressing my body down to the couch with his, he started to slowly thrust in and out of me. His hand found my clit and rubbed while he thrust.
Before either of us could come, he pulled himself away. "Riley, get on your back. Pants off."
Riley hurried to comply, lying down on the couch, his bare cock in his hand.
Connor guided me over to straddle Riley's lap, lowering me all the way down his cock. "Lean forward and stay there."
I did as he ordered, watching him disappear into another room before he reappeared with a tube of lube in his hand. He opened it and smeared a cold dollop on my rear hole. He tossed the tube onto the table and straddle Riley, right behind me.
"Has anyone ever fucked this?" He slid the tip of his finger into my ass.
"Never," I whispered. "Please…" I wanted to feel both of them inside me at the same time. Could I take him? He was big. Big enough to hurt. Big enough that I wanted to try. He'd make me feel so full it would drive me wild. If he didn't break me.
He pushed in another finger, rubbing the lube around while stretching my muscles, readying me for him. Finally, he slidthem back out and replaced them with the tip of his cock. Slowly and carefully, he eased himself inside me, giving me time to get used to the feeling of having him there. Pressing until he was all the way in.
"Holy fuck, I can feel both of you." Riley's eyes crossed.
"Me too," Connor said, already breathless. He was still for a minute or two before starting to move, setting the pace for all of us. "You're so fucking tight."
And then we were moving in unison, a rolling of hips, grunting and groaning. Thrusting and sighing.
I was the first to say, "I'm going to come."
"Me too," Riley strained to say.
Connor grunted something unintelligible, but it sounded like agreement.
A moment later, I came, both guys following half a heartbeat later. The whole room echoed with our groans, grunts and moans as we shattered as one, swamped by a tsunami of bliss like nothing I'd ever experienced before.
Eventually, we all came down, puffing and sweating, clinging to each other as if we were one person and not three.
My heart was still racing through my ears when Riley said something which sounded like, "I love you."
8
CONNOR
"We need to find the asshole."I worked the plug open and pushed on the side of the dinghy, letting the air out. The last of the white water rafting tours for the year was done. Like we always did, we inspected each one carefully before deflating it and stacking it away. In spring, we'd re-inflate and inspect them again.
"Which one?" Riley glanced over at me and grinned. "Josiah or Brooks?"
