Page 27 of The Naughty List

“Nice,” I say, and move against the pair of them. “You’ve got some real talent there.”

I know they’re going to love me stoking their egos.

Dean pulls my panties off, and I help Ryan with my crop top. I’m still in stockings and stilettos, but I’m on full display now and I give myself up to it, offering my tits back to Ryan with a moan, and spreading my legs open wide for Dean. I let them know I want it.

“Do what you want,” I say, making sure I laugh and rememberparty time. “You’re paying a decent whack for me, aren’t you? Take advantage of the goods, boys.”

“Don’t worry,” Dean says. “We fucking will.”

The banter is leaving the room now, I hear it in his voice. He pushes three fingers right the way inside my pussy, but I don’t so much as flinch. Just whimper for him, letting my character take over.

“You’re so fucking good,” I tell them, and give myself up to the sensations. My body is thrumming on instinct. I always want cock as soon as my clit’s sparked, and Dean’s stoking the fire.

They don’t play long before Ryan’s stripping his suit off. He presents his cock like a trophy, and in fairness to him, he has a right to. He’s pretty big. Impressive.

I take him in my mouth when it’s offered, slurping as I stare up at him through my long, fake lashes. He bulges my cheek and I grin around his dick, my eyes switching to Dean who’s stripping himself bare between my legs.

Dean arrives up at my head on the other side of me, both of them up on their knees. Ryan was talking millimetres, not inches, when he said he had the bigger dick. Taking both of them at once is going to be both a feat and a pleasure.

“My turn,” Dean says, and twists my face away from Ryan’s, my spit trailing.

He fucks my face harder than Ryan, more seriously, and I bob my head up at him like the kinky bitch they’re paying me to be. It must be working, because they struggle to share, twisting my face from one to the other as they slam their cocks in my throat.

“Both at once,” I gurgle around Dean’s dick. “Do it. Fill me up.”

“Dirty bitch,” Dean says, and Ryan pushes his cock in as well, ballooning my cheeks. My eyes are watering as they mash their dicks together and fuck my face, but I encourage them, giggling and moaning, slurping for more.

I am a dirty bitch, and I can show it.

My hand slips between my legs, but these two are so busy fucking my face they don’t even notice. I hook my fingers inside myself to get myself ready, and it spurs me on. My gasps are for real as I fuck myself, my palm rubbing my clit as I do it.

I picture the two cocks in my mouth pounding me in my ass and pussy at the same time, and I love the sense of the competition between them. I can already feel their rivalry fuelling their fires. Why not fucking fuel them some more?

“Which one of you is going to fuck me the hardest?” I ask them once I’ve gulped in some air. “I love it nice and rough.”

They both shove their cocks back in my mouth as they eye each other up. Yeah, I am right. There’s rivalry here. Maybe they’ve been schoolfriends, competing since they were young? Who knows? Who even cares?

Not Holly the whore.

I wait for another air break before I keep on going.

“Who’s usually the best? You must know it by now. Who’s going to get me off the hardest?”

“Me,” Dean says, but Ryan gives him a sneer.

“Whatever, Dean. You know I always top the charts at everything.”

“Fuck off, Ryan. We’ll see.”

Yes, we will…

I gurgle some more, still working my own pussy, knowing my face is covered in streams of spit. It’s Dean who discovers I’m playing with myself, slapping my hand away when he realises.

“Cheeky little fucking bitch, using your cunt before we do.”

“I can’t help myself.” I flutter my lashes. “I’m just too fucking horny.”

It definitely pushes his buttons. His cock is away from my mouth in seconds, and he’s storming down the bed, slamming himself balls deep in my pussy in one.

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