Gage pops off my breasts with a smirk. “Our little princess is gushing from two ends. I think she needs to be fucked.”
“Gage…” I hiss. His teeth scrape down my hard nipple, and milk sprays all over his lips. My eyes widen in embarrassment.
Shaw steps next to us. “Jesus, I didn’t know she was leaking like that.”
“Recent,” Gage mumbles. His gaze turns feral as he stands back and grips my dress, ripping it straight down. He lets it go, and it pools around my feet in shreds.
My mouth barely opens in shock before Shaw’s chest presses into me from behind, his hands rubbing my belly. His mouth brushes against my ear. “Feed your brother from your milky tits while your daddy plays with your pussy.”
I close my eyes as Gage’s mouth latches onto one of my nipples again, his fingers playing with the other. Shaw’s hand dips between my legs, tapping them to open further. I try but struggle a bit to shift them open.
“I don’t think our princess can handle us in this position,” Shaw teases. He starts to push me towards the side.
“No! Not in the rocking chair. Actually, not in this room at all.” I grimace, uncomfortable with how far we’ve already gotten.
Shaw chuckles, lifting me into his arms and carrying me across the hallway to the master suite I’ve recently started occupying with Gage. He sits on the foot of the bed, and I face them, watching as they quickly strip off their clothes. Shaw cups my face and kisses me attentively, his tongue swiping at my lips before he climbs on the mattress.
He taps his thighs. “Come here, princess.”
Gage chuckles and smacks my ass as I crawl toward Shaw. I straddle his hips as his hands roam over my protruding belly. His thick hard cock is pressed against his stomach, my wet pussy resting on it. My fingers caress the soft steel shaft, smiling when he twitches from my touch.
“Put me inside you, baby. Ride Daddy’s cock.”
Palming his erection, I notch him to my entrance and sink down onto him, panting at the stretch as always. He groans, his fingers caressing my belly as I continue down till my thighs meet his pelvis.
“God, you take me so well now,” Shaw praises. Gage moves onto the bed next to me, his hand stroking his cock, and I reach over to pump him myself.
“Milk her tits, get your cock nice and slick to slip into her ass,” Shaw says.
“What?!” I exclaim, trying to move away, but Shaw keeps me in place.
Gage groans, and I gasp when he pinches my nipple, cupping his hand so leaking drops start to pool in his palm. He brings it to his cock, lubing the hard shaft with my breastmilk.
“Oh my god…” My pussy clenches as I watch him, and Shaw throbs inside me. Gage does it a few more times before moving behind me, and I exhale slowly.
They’ve fucked my ass a few times over the months, but always separate. I’ve never taken them both like this.
“Lean forward as much as you can without putting a lot of pressure on the goods,” Shaw instructs me, and I lightly press my belly to his.
I jerk when Gage’s rigid head pokes me between my cheeks. I hear him spit and feel the wetness spread against my hole. He slips a finger in, and I clench in response, already feeling fuller than ever.
Shaw watches my face as Gage works a second finger in, slowly pumping in and out. Then he pulls out, and the burn of the stretch of his cock working its way inside my ass starts. I squeeze my eyes shut as I hiss out a cry.
“Too much?” Shaw asks, and Gage pauses.
I shake my head. “No, no. Keep going.”
Gage pushes forward, making it past the small ring of resistance before he starts to slide in more easily.
“Fuuucckkkk,” Gage grunts. “I can feel you. She’s so fucking tight.”
Opening my eyes, I stare down at Shaw’s face, twisted in pleasure. I struggle to breathe, I’m being stretched so full.
“You good, Princess?” Gage asks, his hoarse voice causing me to clamp down on Shaw again.
I nod, my nails digging into Shaw’s chest as I struggle to stay up.
“Move, please,” I plead, and Gage starts to pump in and out. I moan as he fucks me. Shaw stays still under me for a few moments before slowly starting to thrust up every time Gage pulls halfway out. Neither of them fully extract themselves from where they’re buried.