This is… is…
There were no words for it, really. No way to describe being held and kissed and fucked. I felt greedy — that’s the best way to put it. Like I somehow didn’t deserve this. Greedy as in I was taking more than my share.
And the whole time, I worked hard to give it back to them. My body matched them stroke for stroke. I kissed them hard, with the same hunger and desperation I felt in the pit of my stomach, at the end of each of their thrusts.
They screwed me like that for a long while, kissing me like a girlfriend, passing me back and forth between them in the soft goose-down envelope that kept us shielded from the cold. Jeremy was strong but sweet, holding me steady while driving into me with all the finesse of an experienced lover. Shane was more forceful and rougher around the edges, but I loved the fierce roll of hips at the end of every grind.
It was Shane who came first, gripping my shoulders with iron-like fingers. He groaned hard as he emptied himself inside me, all while Jeremy kept kissing me slowly, kneading my breasts in his firm hands.
My God, Morgan!
I didn’t want to hear it. I only wanted to come. And with Shane’s seed creating a virtual lake of heat and wetness, I wasn’t far off.
“On your back,” Jeremy ordered, rolling on top of me even as Shane rolled off. “And spread your legs.”
He slid in, forcing my legs wide as I stretched out across my back. As he bottomed out I could feel the rising heat in my loins. The lovely pressure of my impending orgasm, which I could tell right away was going to practically black me out.
“Can I… is it okay…”
“YES,” I gasped, clutching him against me. My hands slid downward, over his perfect ass. My fingernails curled inward, digging into his tender flesh.
“Because I’m… I’m about to—”
My eyes rolled back. I grunted more than said the words: “Me too…”
I all but erupted, squeezing down around him at almost the exact moment he let loose inside me.
“UNNNNGHH!”
Jeremy grabbed me at the last second and pulled me upright as he came. Face to face, eye to eye, we shared a deep, intimate connection as his cock thumped and pulsed and spasmed, somewhere between us.
“My God…” I whimpered. “You’re coming so hard!”
He nodded slowly, numbly, totally lost in the ecstasy of his thrumming, throbbing climax. I was the one who held him this time, clutching him close, keeping my breasts pressed against his magnificent chest until I was sure I’d drained him of every last drop. Only then did I relax my grip, allowing him to fall backward onto his own arms, his ripped stomach heaving with the exertion of having come so fully, so completely, so deeply in my womb.
“Holy shit, that was totally hot.”
We both turned together, and Shane was grinning back at us. Already sticky and sated, he’d obviously enjoyed the show.
“I can’t believe you did that,” he chuckled, nodding in my direction.
“We,” I corrected him. “We did that.” Fighting off my embarrassment, I managed to smirk at the both of them. “And you guys initiated it.”
“Hey, whatever,” Shane shrugged. “I’m just glad it happened.”
Me too, the more nefarious voice in my head chimed in. My entire body was throbbing and flush with heat. My legs, still trembling.
We lay there in silence for a while with me between them, just staring up at the ceiling. Noticing how it looked dangerously bowed with the weight of a thousand snows.
“You guys uh… ever… you know…”
“Done that before?”
Now I did blush. I couldn’t help it. “Yeah.”
They were frat boys. They shared things. It wouldn’t be surprising to me, not in the least.
“Actually no,” Jeremy answered. “Never.”