Unwrapping Holly

Brody entered the room somewhere behind me… and halted dead in his tracks. I only knew this because I heard his feet stop moving.

“Oh, hey,” he said awkwardly.

His voice was thick, heavy. Like he was trying to talk, but also trying to concentrate on something else too.

“I uh… I guess I’ll leave you two to the rest of your date…”

My head was still moving up and down. My eyes shot up to look at Donovan though. My pulse was racing.

“Or…” Donovan began casually, “you could stay.”

It was as if my whole body been lit on fire. My heart felt like it might explode.

Stay?

Silence reigned. For three or four agonizing seconds, no one said anything.

“Yeah?” asked Brody.

“Yeah,” Donovan replied with a fiendish grin. “You should definitely stay.” He leaned forward with one long arm and spanked me firmly on one asscheek. “Right Holly?”

I was frozen on my hands and knees, blowing one boyfriend, listening to the other. Very slowly I popped Donovan from my mouth and glanced back over my shoulder, letting my eyes settle on Brody’s.

“Yes,” I smiled wickedly, wriggling my ass at him. “You should stay.”

Twenty-Seven

HOLLY

My whole body turned to goosebumps as Brody knelt down behind me. His hands brushed my waist. Inch by inch they brought my sweat-shorts down, lifting one knee after the other to help me out of them entirely.

Holy shit holy shit holy shit!

I couldn’t believe it was happening! I was actually doing this! And even more astonishing to me, that Brody and Donovan were really going through with it. Two romantic rivals calling a ceasefire, just long enough to team up together.

To team up on you…

Brody was on his back, sliding beneath me, and suddenly I felt his mouth close over my pussy. I let out a long moan, practically screaming around Donovan’s cock. In the meantime, Brody’s hands clamped firmly over my thighs. Gently he pulled me downward, to sit on his face.

Oh. My. GOD…

I was doing it — I was having sex with both of them. I was going down on the full length of Donovan’s gorgeous, glistening shaft… while my other boyfriend devoured me expertly from beneath.

This… this is…

It was paradise, that’s what it was. Pure nirvana, having two sets of strong, masculine hands roaming their way over my body.

Holly. Holy fucking shit, Holly…

Holy fucking shit was right. I wasn’t just experiencing this, I was actually thriving on it. All at once I was sucking Donovan harder and faster. I found myself screwing down into Brody’s mouth, driving his tongue deeper and more forcefully into my most secret of places.

This is… is like…

It wasn’t like anything, really — not even in my wildest fantasies. I was moaning and grinding and licking and sucking, and then all of a sudden they were switching places. Brody was on the couch, and I was sliding his pants over his thighs. A moment later I was taking him deep into the back of my throat, while Donovan’s clamped down on my hips.

Oh God.

He entered me from behind, completing the circuit. Making that final, lust-fueled connection between the three of us, with my warm, writhing body right in the middle.