“It’s time, MF,” Holland said, sitting up and touching our shoulders. We broke the kiss, turning our heads to her.
“For what?” I asked, my head spinning from the kiss.
“No more barriers. No condoms. I want Max in my pussy and you in my ass, and Grady, you can choose my mouth or hand. I’m not picky,” she said, turning back to him.
My brain had gotten stuck on the no condoms part and then froze entirely on the “in my ass.”
“I think you broke him, sweetheart,” Max said, making Holland giggle.
“He’ll catch up, lover boy. On your back. I need my dick carousel!”
“So greedy,” he purred, kissing her as he lowered to the bed, pulling her with him.
“Too sweet,” she countered, making him smile. “But show me how dirty you can be, lover.”
She pushed his chest down and straddled him. She gave him two strokes, his eyes fluttering closed at her touch. The rest of the room waited in silence as we watched her notch his cock at her entrance and then lower down.
Fuck. That was hot as hell. Her greedy pussy swallowed Max whole, and they both groaned as she bottomed out on him.
“Holy shit, that’s amazing,” Max breathed.
“Mmhmm,” Holland muttered, her fingernails biting into Max’s chest. “I wouldn’t dawdle, MF. I won’t take long,” she taunted, opening her eyes and keeping them on me as she started to rock forward.
Leaping off the bed, I grabbed the lube from my bag at record speed and was back as I watched Holland ride Max. It was the best show I’d ever seen, and if my cock weren’t leaking to be in her ass without anything between us, I’d just sit back and watch.
Squeezing lube on my fingers, I pressed one into her opening, massaging around as I helped spread her. Holland’s movements slowed as I worked her over, letting me press two fingers in, scissoring them in and out as I went. Once I got up to three fingers, she and Max were moaning so loud from how good it felt that I couldn’t wait any longer to be in her if I tried.
Lubing up my dick, I notched the head at her hole, taking a deep breath as I pressed in.
“Deep breaths, Temptress. I got you.”
She whimpered but didn’t pull away, trusting me to take care of her. If that wasn’t the sexiest thing ever, I didn’t know what was.
Halfway in, I paused, the tightness and heat of her almost bringing me to my knees. Squeezing her hips tighter, I pressed in more and didn’t stop this time until I was completely seated. We both sighed in relief, adjusting to me being inside.
“Move,” she pleaded.
“Hold tight.”
I pulled out and slammed back in, making all three of us groan in unison.
“I can feel you,” Max groaned, his eyes wide as he stared at me. Holding his gaze, I pulled back again and slammed in, my cock twitching with the effort. I could feel his jerk in response, and I groaned, desperately trying to keep my eyes open.
Finding a rhythm together, I was on the brink when I realized Grady had moved over at some point, his dick now in Holland’s mouth. Each thrust I made pushed her further onto him, his cock slipping down her throat. I felt like the ultimate force as I orchestrated our orgasms, everyone at the mercy of my requests.
That spurred me on; I picked up the speed and slammed a few more times into them, reaching down to hold one of Max’s hands as I unloaded my cum in Holland’s ass.
“I’m coming,” I moaned, my eyes finally closing against my will.
“Me too,” Max shouted, pushing up and stilling in her as he shot out his own release. It was the oddest sensation, feeling it as he sprayed her walls with his cum.
“Shit, I can feel you,” I groaned.
“Fuck,” Grady shouted, holding Holland to him as he came down her throat.
He fell back onto the bed when he was done, his cock softening against his leg as he did. Holland trembled between Max and me, the aftershocks continuing in her body, her walls continuing to flex around us both.
“I want to add that we should do that as much as possible,” Holland panted. “At least once a week, but I’m always open for more.”