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“Please.” Her pussy quivered against me. “Put it in,” she said.

He laughed, pulling her up by her shoulders. “Mmm, but I like teasing you so much,” he whispered in her ear, and the way her body vibrated against mine was so hot. I could see the tremors bubbling across her skin.

He stuck his tongue in her ear, and through my condom I felt heat as a hot flood pooled around me from inside her walls. He kissed her neck and her grip pulled at my dick. He kissed her cheek and she sighed, releasing her hold on me until he reached for her breasts and started to move against her again while his hands roamed over her body.

“Besides, you should see my cock between your ass cheeks. You’d lose your mind,” he said against her neck, kissing her shoulders. She tightened again around me. The constant tightening and releasing of her center had me weak as hell and I began to move within her. My hips took on a life of their own and I spat on my fingers to play with her clit.

Mm, fuck yes. She began to bounce on top of me, taking away my need to move, and I could hear Mario sloshing about behind her between those cheeks until she paused, wheezing.

“Yes, yes, Mario, please!” she screamed.

His breath shook so loud I could hear it rattle.

“Damn, you’re so fucking tight. Although Anthony did a great job stretching you out for me,” he said, shaking her ass. “Lie on your belly, sexy,” he said. “And breathe.”

She bit her lip and did exactly that, her warm breath heating up the nerves in my neck, and I tightened my arms around her waist, trying to keep still as Mario continued his entrance. I knew he got more than just the tip in when I felt his giant hardness press against me. She shook in my arms, panting and tightening around me.

The hole of her pussy became tighter and tighter with each push of his length within her, and her moans sounded so sexy, I couldn’t help my hips from moving beneath her. “Is that okay?” I asked her, gritting my teeth.

She nodded.

“Damn, you’re fucking amazing, you know that?” I asked her.

“Mmmmmmm, fuck,” she said as he began to move within her. “You both make me so fucking horny. I can’t get enough of you.” She started to sob. “Fuck, I love the way you both feel within me. Mmmmm, you feel so good.” A gasp escaped her, and she began to whine. “You feel so good, you feel so good, you feel so—so—so, mmmm,” she groaned, and it was guttural. “I’m gonna cum again. Fuck. I’m cumming.”

“Cum, sexy, cum,” Mario said from above her as I murmured the same thing against her cheeks.

“Oh, fuck!” she screamed. “Yessss!”

I hammered her pussy with my dick, rendering her silent as she shook against me.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” she said, whispering her gratitude almost inaudibly.

Chapter 22

Tiffany

“Uhhhhh.”Ahigh-pitchedwhineescaped me. I was so tender. So loose.

Coming off the throes of one orgasm, Mario pulled himself out of my anus and inserted himself within me again before I could blink an eye. My body warmed and tingled, buzzing, lighting up sensitive areas in my body I didn’t even know existed. Below me Anthony was angled to hit the perfect spot within my walls, making it hard for me to breathe. The hold was so tight, but it was incredible. Their movements synchronized and soon as I was no longer in the room. Their arms were on my back, my ass, in my hair, and on my breast. The room blurred and it felt like I had been dropped in a pleasure chamber and that was the only emotion I was allowed to experience.

Even the bottoms of my feet felt naked and exposed. The brush of the air in the room against them pulled on something within my vagina, turning me into boiled, wet noodles. The initial feeling I got whenever I needed to pee was turned on inside of me and it was amplified, constant and relentless.

At first, the sensation of a dick in my anus was strange. Instead of something leaving my ass, something hard and long was entering it, and my brain wasn’t sure how to process that information. It freaked out. But my body soon adapted.

The girls were right. They’d said that as long as I was relaxed, completely and utterly relaxed, it wouldn’t hurt, and it didn’t. It just felt like my hole was stretching at first and it confused me, but my body knew what to do with the length within me as soon as it hit something. I wasn’t sure what, but something that had the fullness feeling hot. It made my vagina so wet my pleasure went from one hundred to one thousand. And more than anything, it was the thought of them both so deep inside me that I was unable to move that had me cumming at the speed of light.

They had full control over my body, and I licked my lips as I felt every inch of them within me. It was like one massive cock moving inside me, hitting erogenous zones that they seemed to invent on the spot. I loved the way Anthony held me against his body so that my nipples squeezed into his chest and the nerves in my breasts pinched against him. I wanted to feel Mario’s body flush against my back, even though we were hot as fuck in this room. I wanted to feel both of their breaths on my body, feel both of their lips on me at once.

“Sandwich me,” I breathed.

“What?” Anthony whispered, and I reached my arm behind me, feeling for Mario.

“What is it, baby?” Mario asked in such a low, sexy tone, my heart hopped and a sudden orgasm rocked through me, gripping my stomach, and surrendering moans filled with gasps and cries came from deep in my throat and chest.

My body began to move as the intensity caused my hips to rock, and as I rocked, I felt every inch of both their hard, massive dicks slip against each nerve ending converting my ass and pussy into one hole. The thin layer between both orifices may have well not existed, but the fact that it did made my pleasure all the more delicious. It was like a magic slider buttered on both sides, milking the pleasure of each of their dicks moving against its succulent layer on the way further up inside of me to bang against previously unlocked packets of pleasure.

Liquid pooled in the bottom of my belly and a sweet ache held me captive. It felt like the head of my clit was being squeezed and stroked, building pressure all the way down to my labia and my sweet, sweet vaginal hole as it tugged on that thin flesh that acted like a tongue against Mario’s cock in my anus, sucking and pulling until I felt like I was being squeezed so hard, I would burst. As I bounced back on both of their lengths inside me, there was still a need for the sweet ache to keep climbing.

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