Double Daddy Trouble

She shivered and felt her juices run to her thigh. She’d never been so turned on in her life. Her body had never craved anything so viciously. She would melt from the inside out if they didn’t release her from the pent-up anticipation of everything they had talked about. Of waiting for the three of them to share tonight.

“Remember what I told you today, baby. You have to relax. You have to let me in,” Sawyer’s voice was strong behind her.

Jack teased her clit to the point of madness.

“Please take me there. Please,” she begged. “I’m so ready for you both.”

“You are.” Jack smiled. “We know you are. What you did at the wedding, stole my breath. God, I want to make this baby with you. All night.”

She felt her heart fill with joy. She wanted it to. She wanted so many things all wrapped up in one.

He looked past her and nodded to Sawyer. In that moment, she knew the three of them had entered into a deal they would never back out of it.

This was their moment. Hers with the two men she had chosen to share her body with. Her men who would take a part of her ripe and virgin ass. The men who would have her last bit of innocence. A part of her she wanted them to have.

“Spread her for me, J,” Sawyer groaned.

“Look in my eyes and relax,” Jack whispered as he pulled her wide.

She hissed.

Her body seized with searing pain as Sawyer eased just the tip of his cock inside her. But before she could adjust he didn’t stop. With one slow thrust he breached the sacred barrier. He pushed past the ridge of muscles, pumping his full cock inside her.

“Fuck, nothing has ever felt this good.” He pulled her hips back with a hard smack to meet his.

“Sawyer,” she cried.

Jack reached up to her chin. “Relax into it. Open up. Spread your ass for him. Wider. Much wider,” he urged. “Give yourself to him. The wider, the deeper he goes. The better you feel.”

She’d never been filled so fully in her life. It was as if her brain turned off and her nerve endings took over. There was pain. There was burning.

She hissed as Sawyer’s fingers dug into her hips. She didn’t know if she could keep going, but with his next thrust he sliced into her, turning the foreign feeling into cataclysmic waves of soothing heat. She reveled in the friction.

“Oh yes,” she moaned, dipping her hips up and down, playing with the angles Sawyer could reach. Each stroke was beautiful and full.

Jack palmed her tits, massaging his hands over the tight buds. “Sweetheart, you’re a fucking rock star. I need you. Open your pussy for me.”

“Oh yes. Please yes.” She wanted more. If it was this delicious from behind, she couldn’t imagine how it would feel with pleasure under her too.

She wiggled enough and as Sawyer withdrew, Jack slammed into her. She realized he had been patiently waiting his turn and he was at his limit. There was nothing slow and easy about his cock in this moment.

“Oh fuck, she’s still tight,” he howled. “Fucking glory.”

Lily was lost in the ecstasy. She was spiraling through blinding light. Every direction she moved was filled with an experience she’d never had. His cock filled her in a way that was like home—familiar and right. He pushed inside her, hilting himself against her walls.

She threw her head back, reveling in the rhythm of the three of them.

She knew to trust them. She knew they would take her higher and higher. They knew exactly what they were doing. Sawyer plunged deep in her ass, as Jack shifted her off his pulsing cock. Sawyer would in turn press her hips onto Jack’s cock as his dick slowly withdrew. Her back arched. It was beautiful. The cadence of their movements grew closer together. Each man was picking up his pace. The tempo built as their frenzy for each other escalated. She realized what was happening. What she wanted. What they wanted. They were going to fuck her at the same moment. Bury themselves inside her together.

“Oh, Oh,” she mewed. Her body wildly waved between them like a seesaw. She bounced her tits on Jack’s face as he pushed her toward Sawyer then shoved her on his own cock.

She clung to Jack’s shoulders. It was all happening so fast.

“Oh God,” she moaned.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Fuck us. Fuck us hard.”

She clawed and gripped when the climax came for all three of them. She felt stretched and pulled. So whole she thought she would burst into embers. There was fire in her core. Lava-like rawness in her ass. Her blood was on fire and she was pulsing and moving, trying to find a release.