Sharing Hannah

“Doesn’t matter,” Adam shook his head. “This… this is just so…”

I rolled my hips in a tight circle, then screwed down with all my weight. Adam responded by throwing his head back and tightening his grip on my thighs. He groaned so loudly I thought he’d lost it. The intensity was just too much to bear.

“Go on and come if you have to,” I said, shifting to lean over his hard body. I could smell the day on him. The scent of hard work and toil and sweat. Everything about it turned me on.

“Let it go,” I said sultrily. My hair fell forward, ticking both sides of his face. “Finish inside me.”

My whole body was a machine, now. Churning, rolling, grinding into him. Using his cock to reach the deepest of all places inside me. To bring me to a level of excitement so high, so crazy, release would be the only option.

“I need it baby,” I cooed. “I have to have—”

Adam came in a rush, soaking me from within. Screaming into the silence of their shadowy studio, while bucking and thrashing beneath me. Dante knelt behind me, holding me steady. Pulling my head back to kiss me passionately, as his friend continued pumping me full.

When it was over I shoved Dante backward and mounted him too, his erection almost irrationally hard and thick. It speared me all the way on a single thrust, having just taken everything Adam could give me.

Thank God for this…

He reached for me with eager hands, but I pushed them away. This time I rose up on the balls of my feet, planting my hands on his chest for leverage as I began bouncing up and down on his throbbing manhood.

“Lay back,” I grunted, picking up speed. “Enjoy this.”

I focused on making it good for him. Riding the entire length of his shaft, first all the way out, then all the way back in. I bounced hard at the end, bottoming out on him. Savoring the distinct feeling of having all of him in me… every last inch, every millimeter — all of it, buried inside me for a single, glorious moment.

It went on and on, minute by beautiful minute. Our bodies slapping excitedly against one another at the end of every thrust. The forbiddenness of it was indescribable. The naughty yet silky feel of having already taken one man’s seed, while another man was plunging in and out of my body.

Adam sat beside us, pulli

ng my hair back. Kissing my face tenderly, while telling me how incredible it felt to put his come in my pussy again.

Fuck…

I was dripping with anticipation now. Totally lost in lust. I looked down, and realized I was close to scratching holes in Dante’s beautiful, unblemished chest. I knew he wouldn’t stop me. I had to stop myself.

“Come for me,” I growled, sliding down on him. I put my mouth right up against his ear. “I’m not asking you…” I whispered. “I’m telling you.”

It was like pushing him over the edge of a cliff.

Dante pulsed, powerfully, somewhere so deep inside me it made me gasp. I could feel him flooding my womb, splashing it with his heat and wetness. Over and over he twitched inside me, his magnificent cock jumping and thumping through a sequence of rhythmic jerks that triggered my own orgasm and left me squirming and squealing against the broad expanse of his warm, wonderful chest.

When it was over they closed in on me, from either side. Pressing every inch of their hot, naked bodies against my still-cold flesh. It felt like paradise. Like slipping into a hot tub after taking the Polar Bear Plunge.

Only this hot tub had four strong arms, wrapping themselves around me. Two hot mouths planting kisses all over me… twisting me back and forth between them, so they could take turns making out with me while the other spooned me from behind.

I was in a warm, beautiful nest. Ensconced in heat and safety and hard, trembling muscle. For a long time they just held me between them… kissing me, over and over. Twenty soft fingertips exploring my skin, lingering along every curve of my naked, sated body.

When they’d finally driven the last shiver away, I sat up between them. Reaching out to caress their gorgeous, stubbled faces, I slid the backs of my hands lovingly down their chests and wrapped them around their already-stiffening members.

“I’m not done,” I whispered. “I need one more thing from you.”

Adam smirked. Dante smiled. They each shifted to accommodate my two stroking hands.

“I need you both inside me. Together.”

They looked at each other for a moment, then nodded. Dante reached for my hips, while Adam slid toward the other end of my body.

“No, not like that,” I said. “More like…” I bowed my head, flushing with a little embarrassment. God, it was one thing to fantasize about it! But to actually ask for it…

“I want it the other way we talked about.”