Darren smiles and kisses me on the lips, sweetly. He is my sweet guy. I put my hands on his cheeks, bringing the kiss deeper.
Darren slowly slides out of me and I hold in my cringe not wanting him to see how sore I am.
I move to my knees, bending in front of Walker, who is still hard, painfully hard. “Do you want me to take care of you or do you want to?” I wiggle my eyebrows like a total loser.
He smiles at me. “Darlin, I don’t think you could handle me tonight.”
Is that a challenge?
“Wanna bet?” I ask him.
I throw my leg over him, rubbing my pussy along his dick. His hands grab my hips, holding me tighter to him.
Darren is watching the both of us with a shit eating grin. I lean forward pressing my lips against Walker’s, kissing him softly and then I lean over doing the same to Darren.
“I don’t know how to do this,” I tell Darren.
His scoots closer to me, his hands on my hips. “Hold him in your hand baby behind you, do what makes you feel good, trust me there is nothing you can do wrong.”
I hold Walker in my hand, slowly tilting myself back, pressing him inside of me. I bite my lip at the sting.
Walker leans forward, his arms wrapping around me, pulling me down on top of him. He feels himself shift and press against me, then slowly lifts his hips sliding inside of me.
I spread my legs further wanting him as deep as I can handle.
Darren kisses the top of my head, his lips drifting down my back, as Walker oh so slowly moves inside of me, he is savoring every moment.
I lift my head kissing him. His hand cups the back of my head, controlling the kiss. I’m overwhelmed with all the touches and feelings I have right now.
Darren's lips kiss my ass cheeks. He pulls them apart and I pull my lips from Walker’s when I feel his tongue against me.
“Oh God, oh God,” I moan, fisting the blanket and Walker takes his cue to pound up into me.
I scream, it’s too much but I need more.
A finger replaces Darren's tongue, his hand snakes between me and Walker rubbing my clit.
I can’t breathe. I bury my face in Walker’s chest as I fall apart.
I try to pull myself off of Walker from being overstimulated, but he keeps pounding and Darren keeps moving his finger and I bite Walker’s shoulder, overwhelmed.
“I can’t come again.” I shake my head.
I’m lifted up, Walker still moving inside of me and Darren's fingers are still stroking me. God, I’m so full.
Darren face comes around in front of me. “Walker, brother, not a fucking word.” Darren lays his head down on Walker’s lower stomach, pulling me slightly down and runs his tongue over my clit.
I come hard, Walker comes hard with me, I can feel him jerking inside of me as he fills me.
I’m filled with them both.
Walker sits up with me, sliding me off of him, Darren lifts me off the bed bridal style carrying me into the bathroom.
They could throw me away and I wouldn’t mind at this point.
I’m spent and hurting, but God I wouldn’t change a thing. This was unreal and I want it to happen again and again.
I peek my eyes open and I see Walker starting the shower. I sigh and snuggle deeper into Darren's chest. “You guys have really killed me this time.”