36 Inches (Size Matters 3)

As Mason fondles my breasts, Parker takes a supporting position and reaches for me, his arms going over me as his hands look for the clasp of my bra. Grabbing it, he unhooks it in one single motion, pushing it down my shoulders. I let go of their cocks for one second, just enough time for me to throw my bra to the side; before I can have them back on my hands, though, they're already grabbing at my naked breasts and caressing my nipples.

I slide my hands up their legs and grab at the hem of their shirts. I tug violently, forcing them to come down to my level. They both kneel in front of me, the muscles in their legs moving like hard pistons as they do it. As if my fingers were claws, I grab Parker's shirt and pull on it with uncontrollable violence, the buttons scattering everywhere.

I want to do the same with Mason, but Parker doesn't allow me to. Before I can even move, his arms reach for Mason's shirt and he's the one who pushes on it, ripping it apart and baring his chest. I look in a trance, Parker's knuckles brushing over Mason's rock hard abdominals as he opens his shirt.

Dear God, if I was wet before, now I'm completely drenched.

With a growl, I grab their cocks underhandedly, jerking them as hard as I can. I grit my teeth, moving my hands furiously and relishing the fleshy warmness of their members against my skin.

Parker's hand darts forward, pushing my thighs apart and lodging itself over my thong. He rubs on it, my wet folds brushing against each other as he does it. Pressing hard, I shiver at the pressure on my clit, flames spreading outward from it and licking my whole body. I bite my lower lip so that I don't moan hard, but I can't help myself as Mason suddenly pinches my right nipple, his touch almost electric.

"Fuck," I whisper with a moan, my mind turning into mush as it tries to process both men's touch. Fucking each one of them was amazing ... but having the two of them so close, their cocks crying out for me... Fuck, just thinking of that is almost enough to make me cum right now.

And that's exactly what happens.

Parker flicks my drenched thong to the side, sliding his index finger inside of me in a hook motion. It happens in less than a second: his finger brushes over my folds and goes deep in a heartbeat, his fingertip immediately finding the way to my G-spot. The moment he touches me there I have to bite down hard on my lip, exhaling through my nose as sparks of delicious pleasure jump inside of me, igniting my body and sending my mind into a downward spiral of pleasure.

My limbs are still shaking when I feel Mason's hand on my lower back. He looks at me, flames of eagerness darting behind his eyes, and then gets up. My eyes follow his cock, and I have to fight back against the urge to lean forward once more and suck him off.

He gives me his hand and, grabbing it, I get up after Parker slides his fingers off of me. The moment I'm standing, Parker grabs my ass hard and pulls me into him, pressing his mouth hard against my clit. I cry out as he does it, the final waves of the orgasm still making my skin prickle.

Parker gets up too then, grabbing my other hand. I'm standing between their naked bodies, my torn dress still on my waist. I walk across the room, pulling the two men after me; I sway my hips from side to side, fully knowing that their eyes are enjoying the way my ass moves.

I guide them toward the large round table on the center of the room and, turning on my heels, I place my hands on my waist and slide what's left of the tight dress I was wearing down my legs. The only thing I'm wearing now is my thong and heels; I want the heels to remain, but the thong needs to go too.

"Take it off," I tell them, hooking my thumbs on the small string of fabric that delineates my hips. They reach for me at the same time, a hungriness to the way they move, but I step back against the table, my cheeks pressing its edge. "No. With your mouths."

Parker grins at me and he's the first one down, kneeling at my feet. Mason follows him not even one second after, both men's cock pointing upward and glistening with pre-cum. They start kissing up my knees to my thighs, the sound of their lips on my flesh almost like a lullaby. I throw my head back, savoring the way their mouths climb up my legs; they bite down on the fabric of my thong then, Parker on my left thigh and Mason on the right one. Gently, they start to pull it down my legs, my skin prickling as I feel the wet patch of fabric that covers my pussy leaving my body.

I can't control myself. I kick my thong off, sending it flying across the room, and run my fingers through both men's hair. I grab them harshly, pulling them into me as I lean against the edge of the table. They come willingly, kissing my inner thighs, their mouths both drugging me with the ecstasy they drag from me with their magic tongues.

Mason places his hand under my ass and pushes me up; I let his strength lift me up and I sit on the table, Parker pushing my legs apart so that the two of them can fit there.

I close my eyes, not even wanting to know which of them takes the lead. I just let a deep and vicious moan tumble out of my lips as the tip of an eager tongue traces the contour of my pussy, flicking against my labia and scooping up my juices. Then there's a finger on top of my clit, pressing and rubbing with small but precise circular movements.

God, I need to see this. I open my eyes, looking down between my legs: Mason is flicking his tongue against my pussy and Parker, placing his arm over Mason's shoulders and around his neck, has his hand on the mound right above my pussy, his thumb carefully stroking my clit.

"Now this is teamwork," I tell them, running my hand through Mason's hair and brushing my finger alongside Parker's jawline. Mason pulls back, looking at me with untamable hunger; he reaches for my face and so does Mason. It is so erotic, both of them touching, just in this moment, it starts to feel surreal. This is not a dream or a fantasy—no, this is really happening.

I fall back, laying across the table's surface and opening my legs wide. Parker opens his mouth, taking in my folds and sucking on them as his tongue jabs in and out of me. He laps at me incessantly, each time his tongue meets my clit pleasure gathering inside of me. I gasp as Mason places his hand under Parker's head, brushing one finger against my pussy as Parker focus on my clit. He slides one finger inside of me, gently probing as Parker applies an almost magical pressure on me with his tongue.

"Faster," I moan, arching my back as Mason starts a hurried coming and going motion. He keeps on going until my muscles start tensing up, climax looming over th

e horizon and cresting the ridges of my rational mind, threatening to choke it down and drown it.

As if the two had rehearsed it, Parker presses his mouth hard on me, steadily wrapping his full lips on my clit as Mason slides one more finger inside of me and hooks it tightly against my G-spot. Just like that, I scream, the high-pitched sound bouncing against the walls and the glass panels, a shriek of pure ecstasy dancing on my lips. My back is arched, high voltage running through my spine all the way up to the base of my skull.

They hold still as the orgasm ripples through me, only pulling back when I stop flailing my legs. Propping myself up on my elbows, I grin at them as they get up, their cocks pointing toward me like a loaded weapon. Fuck, I need them inside of me. I need to feel their thickness ravaging my pussy, to feel my inner walls being stretched to the limit as they pound me without a single trace of mercy in their thrusts.

"Seems like you actually know your way around a woman," Parker says with a smirk, turning to Mason. "Not a hopeless case, after all."

Mason doesn't say anything; he simply looks into Parker's blue eyes, his cock twitching hard. He licks his lips unconsciously, unable to control himself; his eyes wander down Parker's chest and toward his cock, the atmosphere in the room becoming as heavy as concrete. Fuck, the look they're enchanting is so hot I'm actually surprised my eyeballs aren't melting out their sockets.

"Let’s see what you can do then," Mason manages to say, stepping out from between my legs and freeing the way to Parker.

God, this is insane.

Parker grins as he approaches me, both his hands reaching for my tits as he places himself between my thighs. Guided by instinct, I reach for Mason's cock with my hand, pulling on it.