Unwrapping Holly

I nodded, gasping. So good. So fucking good!

“Now lean forward.”

I did,

pressing my chest against Lincoln’s. Not even caring as my hair flopped down like a waterfall, enveloping our faces on all sides in a little cocoon of shimmering auburn.

“Sit tight,” said Lincoln. “We’re gonna try something.”

My eyes went wide. My body stiffened.

“Easy,” he chuckled, his lips brushing mine. “This will go better if you relax.”

I felt it now, Brody’s hands clasped firm on my hips. His body squatting, adjusting, positioning himself behind me…

Oh God.

Then it happened; his cock probed its way forward. But not in the way I expected. Not in the place I expected.

Oh my God, they’re going to—

“OHHHHHH!”

My whole body went weak as Brody pushed himself straight up inside me.

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HOLLY

It was tight. So incredibly tight and intense and a whole host of other adjectives I couldn’t quite grasp. But at the same time, it was the most wonderful feeling in the world! The craziest, fullest, most incredible—

“That’s it,” Lincoln whispered, kissing me tenderly. “He’s in.”

He sure fucking is.

I groaned as Brody slid out slowly and then back in again. He was fucking me from behind now. Fucking my pussy. Fucking the same pussy that Lincoln was already fucking, already buried in, and yet somehow they both managed to fit.

You’re fucking two guys… the little voice in my head screamed. AT THE SAME TIME.

I was. And not just from a tag-team or a spitroast perspective either, but actually fucking them both simultaneously.

“God it feels good,” Brody murmured from behind me. His voice was lower and thicker than I’d ever heard it before. “Holly you’re so. Fucking. Tight.”

I sure hope so, I wanted to gasp. And yet I couldn’t say anything. All I could do was keep still while Lincoln held my ass spread in his two powerful hands. Keeping me open for my other lover, so he could gain more leverage as he glided in and out of me.

“Two cocks inside you…” Lincoln murmured. “How’s it feel?”

I wanted to pound his chest with my fists. Bite down on his shoulder so hard my teeth would leave marks.

“It’s… oh, it’s fucking amazing,” I said truthfully. “It’s so hot. So tight and full with the both of you in there. You feel so thick together!” I gasped as Brody’s thrusts became more confident. He was getting bolder. Going deeper…

“Oh my God… Oh my God…”

I wanted to screw back against them, as I always had. Only I was afraid. I was already walking the razor thin edge between ultimate pleasure and what could possibly be pain… I decided to trust in what Brody was doing and let him take full control.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” said Lincoln, kissing my face. “The expressions you’re making right now. God… they’re so beautiful. I’ve never seen anything—”

Suddenly there was a surge, and I felt Brody let go. It happened without warning, without anything other than a flare of pain as his fingers dug into my hips and a screaming war-cry from just behind me.