“Oh my God oh my God oh my God…”
I was sandwiched between them. Both my holes, packed deliriously full.
The feeling was nothing I could’ve imagined, or described, or fantasized about ever wanting. But now that I had it…
“Fuck me…” I breathed, almost in a whisper. “But please… be gentle.”
It was tribute to my trust in them that we’d gotten this far. And my boyfriends? They didn’t disappoint. Ryan held me close to him while Jason went first, rocking me slowly, testing how much I could take. The push and pull of his cock in my ass felt so good it was ludicrous, made better by how full I was with someone else inside me.
“You like it honey?”
I nodded, my hair shaking everywhere. It must’ve looked like a lion’s mane.
“Two guys inside you? One fucking your pussy, the other fucking your—”
“YES!” I screamed, all at once. “I like it! I love it!”
Jason bounced a little faster, placing his hands on my shoulders, as Ryan began thrusting into me from beneath. They had control over everything. I was a warm, helpless vessel, trapped between them. The grunting, squirming meat in a delicious man-sandwich.
“We’re going to come like this,” Jason whispered dirtily. “All up inside you. Filling you, Sammara. Filling you from the front and behind.”
“Yes…” I was so excited I could barely speak. “YES!”
My orgasm was coming on a freight train, unstoppable, unimaginable. I was actually worried it would be too much. That the contractions of my climax would squeeze them so hard I’d black out from the pain, or the pressure, or the feeling of—
“AHHHHHHHH!”
It happened so fast I didn’t know the order, until afterward when we all came down. Jason came first, buried so deep in my ass, his cock surging and spasming inside me, filling my ass with warmth and heat. The feel of him thrusting all the way in triggered my own climax, which rocked me so hard I saw stars for the next two minutes.
I remember my pussy convulsing, clenching and unclenching around Ryan’s throbbing hard dick. Each wave of pleasure knocked me mentally backward, flooding my brain with endorphins, sending me to cloud nine. It was like I was ascending. Rising up to a place where only pleasure existed in the purest, most concentrated form.
As I slowly came down, I knew anything and everything I had to do to get there again would be my lifelong priority.
Though I’d been riding Ryan, I woke up on my back. I was sated, sore. Elated and spent. My legs were still spread, and as I glanced down I could see a steady stream of hot come leaking from both my holes…
Ryan was gone. Jason however, was lying beside me with the biggest grin on his face.
“You want…” I groaned. “I want…”
I didn’t even know what I was saying. I’d come so hard, it felt like I was drunk.
“I was… I…”
“Shhh,” he smiled. “You’re delirious.”
It took another minute or two before I was coherent. In that time I just enjoyed the high, floating in and out of whatever place my mind was still clinging to.
“I want you to do something for me,” I finally said. There. A complete sentence!
Jason leaned and kissed me, throwing one big leg over both of mine. He cuddled in, pulling his body against me.
“Anything.”
I smiled and kissed him back. The word was simple, but powerful. I knew he meant it.
“Do you still have access to those computers?” I asked softly. “At… I guess… the NSA?”
He raised an eyebrow. Apparently it was the last thing he expected me to ask of him.