Double Score

Isaac’s fingers swirled and darted in and out, swirling my honey between my legs as he moved higher to my backside. He ran a finger over that forbidden zone. I froze. It tingled. I was scared. I was intrigued. He pressed gently, and I held on to Dylan.

I wanted it. I wanted to feel those sensations. I wanted to know what it was like to have a man there. To give him something no one had had before.

I hissed as he sank his thumb inside. I bucked under the sensations. He breached the electric ring of muscle. Before I could get my bearings, I felt the head of his cock push against my entrance.

My pussy stretched around him. He was so thick I was lost in a haze of lust.

“Fuck me, please,” I begged.

I heard the end of a foil wrapper rip and I looked at Dylan. “We’re going to be safe about this.”

I nodded. I just wanted him inside me.

Isaac returned his cock to that torturous position. I wiggled and bounced, desperate for him to push inside me.

“Tell me you want it, baby,” he commanded.

“Yes. Yes. Fuck me.”

“You’re so sexy,” Dylan groaned.

“Oh shit,” I whimpered. Isaac thrust inside me, sinking his shaft deep in my walls. Dylan kissed me wildly once more before presenting his cock to my lips. I hungrily devoured it, sliding it inside my mouth. I sucked hard as Isaac pumped in and out of me from behind.

Dylan pulled my head closer, thrusting deep in my throat.

It was like nothing I’d ever felt. My body was open on two ends, exploring the newness of these amazing men. I spiraled and catapulted. I shook and trembled.

I couldn’t get enough. I didn’t want it to end.

My ass bounced in the air as Isaac slammed into me.

“God, watching you fuck her, makes me so hard.” Dylan groaned.

“I wish I could take her ass right now,” I heard the guttural anguish in Isaac’s voice. His thumb moved to my hole and pressed against it.

The world swirled with colors. Exquisite shades of pastels as he began to pump his thumb in and out of my precious rosebud with the rhythm of his cock. I sucked and licked Dylan, encouraged by the grunting coming from his chest.

“I have to have that pussy, man. Damn it. Let me fuck her.”

Oh shit. They were going to move. I wasn’t prepared when I looked up as he moved from my mouth and took his place behind me. Within seconds he had rolled on a condom.

“Oh God,” I groaned as he slammed into me, stretching me wide as he pushed my knees farther. He wanted me to remember how he felt. He wanted to sear his steel rod into me. I clutched around it, desperate to hold onto him.

Isaac stared, his hand fisted around his cock. “You’re so beautiful, Vanessa. I never thought anything like this would turn me on, but you’re so fucking perfect.”

“So perfect,” Dylan echoed, his cock deep inside me. He rolled me on my back, scooting me to the edge of my bed. He wrapped my legs around his waist. I looked in his eyes.

Isaac climbed on the bed. He rolled the condom off, tossing it on the floor. His head lowered, taking my nipple in his mouth, clamping his teeth around it.

I bowed off the bed. It was just like my fantasy. I reached for him. I wanted to feel his solid cock in my hand.

“You want me, baby?”

I nodded. Why couldn’t I have them both? Why wasn’t I ready? Why couldn’t my body give me what I wanted? I hoped that working up to the ultimate three-some didn’t take me long.

I began fisting his gorgeous erection, letting the silkiness of his skin slide in my palm. He groaned, leaning back on the bed. My eyes raked over the hard planes of his body, taking in every rippled inch of him.

Dylan’s gaze was intense. “Fuck. I’m going to come. Fuck, you’re so tight.”