Double Daddy Trouble

Isaac slid the sleeves of the coat off, revealing the sheer lingerie underneath. The garter was cut so that everything between my legs was exposed.

“Fuck.” He looked at me.

I was hungry for him. Anxious for both of them. There was nothing I loved more than being in bed with them. Having their arms and legs wrapped around me. Their cocks buried deep inside me while they kissed and lavished me with dirty words. Dirty promises that made all my fantasies come true. I needed those now. I needed this to bring us back together. I needed this to make me forget everything else outside the bedroom door.

Dylan was behind me, kissing my neck. His hands played with my nipples through the fabric. They were so sensitive and tender. I leaned forward, taking Isaac’s cock in my hand. I had missed it. I licked my lips as I lowered my mouth.

“Fuck, baby.” He thrust upward as I sucked him to my throat. I moaned with satisfaction. I loved how he tasted.

“Damn, I missed watching you do that.” Dylan kissed my shoulder. “You give the best blow jobs.”

I loved the encouragement. I loved their reactions to my body. Dylan’s hands slid along my thighs.

“Keep fucking her mouth, man. Shit.” Dylan pried my legs wider as my head bobbed up and down, working his cock like crazy. “This tight little ass is mine today, isn’t it?”

I wiggled backward as my answer. But I had to have them both. I needed it. I looked in Issac’s eyes.

He lifted my chin, sliding his shaft from my lips.

“Fuck me, baby.”

Oh yes. This was my favorite place to be. I straddled him, sinking the wet walls of my pussy over Isaac’s cock. I clenched and ground into him as he hissed and groaned.

Dylan was behind me, nudging against my asshole. I relaxed the tight muscles as he rubbed lube into me. And with a howl he slammed into me.

I screamed their names. First one then the other. Over and over as they pumped into me. This was my bliss. My heaven. The place where art streaked across my vision. I was lost in the purity of our skin melting into each other.

My ass stretched as Dylan claimed it mercilessly riding me, fucking me like crazy. I was on the edge faster than I had ever been. I wanted it to last a little longer, but Isaac reached forward, strumming my clit and I wasn’t strong enough to resist. My inner sex panther broke loose, clawing her way out. I screamed and bucked as the orgasm tore through me. I soared as Isaac’s cock drove into me.

“Yes, yes! Isaac. Dylan. Fuck me. So much harder.” I grabbed at Isaac’s chest as the tears started to rain from my eyes. The climax curled my toes and lit my skin on fire.

“I love you,” I whimpered. “I love you so damn much.”

“I love you too, baby,” Isaac groaned as he pushed his final thrust upward and his release claimed me.

“Oh fuck, Vanessa. I love you. Fuck. I love you.” Dylan’s fingers dug into my waist as he exploded inside me.

“Oh shit,” I whispered, collapsing on top of Isaac with Dylan still inside me.

“That was incredible.” Isaac kissed my head.

I nodded. “Don’t ever leave again.”

“I won’t, baby. I swear.”

Dylan was slow to pull out from me. He kissed my lower back and fell backward on the bed. “Fucking insane. When did you become a sex panther?”

I giggled. “You know I was thinking my spirit animal was a sex panther.”

He laughed loudly. “It fits you.”

I wanted to stay here all day like this. But we had a team to save, and it was time I started breaking the news.

Forty-Two

Vanessa

The shower felt good after sex. I told the guys I needed a minute to myself. I washed my tender body, letting my hands rest on my belly. The stick was sitting on the counter. I knew it would say pregnant before I even took it.