Double Daddy Trouble

“You’re a rock star, baby.” Isaac planted himself behind me. “The way you sucked me. What you’re doing to him.” He sighed. “Nothing but perfection.”

His words propelled me to keep going. To show them both I could do so much more. I

moved backward, wiggling my ass in the air.

“That’s it,” Dylan coaxed. “Don’t stop.”

I was out of control. Lost to the ecstasy. Lost to the sexual goddess bursting out of me. I widened my knees as Isaac stood behind me. I felt his hands move between my legs. His fingers sliced between my folds. Rubbing and massaging my clit before pushing his fingers deep inside me.

“Ohh.” I jerked back, taking my lips from Dylan.

He tangled his hands in my hair. “Easy. Relax. Open your body to us. Let Isaac have your pussy. Give it to him.”

He backed away, leaning down to kiss me. His tongue moved inside my mouth as I sighed, widening my knees enough for Isaac to pump his fingers in and out of me.

“Ohh,” I whimpered.

“So fucking tight, baby.” Isaac worked his fingers from my clit back to my wet pussy, dancing between the two.

Dylan plucked my nipples as he drew one deep kiss after another. I was locked between them, ricocheting in pleasure.

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.