24 Inches (Size Matters 2)

All I have to do now is unbuckle their belts and pull their huge cocks out, stroking them until they become even harder and ready to completely demolish whatever sanity still lives inside my head…

“You need your cum … and you’ll have it,” Logan says, pulling back from my kiss and offering me a devilish grin. “Every last drop of it.”

“That’s exactly what I wanted to hear,” I shoot back, squeezing their cocks hard under my curled fingers. Returning my grin, Logan lets go of my ass and takes his hands to my tits, flattening the palm of his hands against my round breasts before squeezing them in such a way that I can’t help but moan hard.

At the same time, Anders rests his hands on my shoulders and hooks his thumbs on the straps of my dress. Wasting no time, he pulls them down my arms, making the front of my dress droop over my tits to reveal the outer edge of my bra.

“I want to see what’s under this,” Logan whispers teasingly, curling his fingers around the edge of the right cup of my bra and pulling it down, my hard nipple revealing itself to both men. “Looks delicious,” he continues, and then leans down, parting his lips and wrapping them around my rosy tip, sucking it into his mouth and running soft circles around it with his tongue.

While Logan takes care of my nipple, I feel Anders’ fingertips moving over my shoulder blades. Then he’s on my clasp and, with a quick flick of his fingers, he releases it. The moment the bra is unclasped, both men pull back from me; each one of them grab a cup, and I lift my arms as they simply yank the whole thing off of me, the cool air of the room caressing my now naked nipples.

“Like what you see, boys?” I tease them, taking my own hand

s to my breasts and giving them a squeeze. Their eyes seem to light up as I do it, and so I squeeze harder, enjoying my own touch.

“You’ll be the end of us, Lana…” Anders whispers, lowering himself and placing one of his knees on the floor. The moment his knee touches the ground, he reaches for me with both hands and grabs the fabric of my dress; tugging on it, he pushes it until it’s all bunched up around my waist and then gives it another hard tug, sending it down my legs. The moment the fabric pools around my ankles, I simply step out of my dress and smile at them, now wearing only my petite thong.

“Don’t talk about the end, Anders,” I reply. “We’re just getting started.”

With that, I close the distance between him and I, and press my naked tits against his chest. I feel my burning nipples brushing against his shirt, and I rest my fingers over his leather belt; unbuckling it, I then pull the zipper down and turn my hand around so that I can curl my fingers around his hard cock.

Using my other hand, I reach for Logan’s crotch and, somehow, manage to unbuckle his belt using only one hand. I pull his zipper down as well and grab his cock, closing my eyes as I feel both their members throbbing against my fingers.

Suddenly, I let go of their cocks and take one step back.

“Undress. Now,” I tell them, sounding more confident than ever. Between you and I, the tone of my voice even surprises me. I enjoy when they dominate me completely, but I guess that being the boss can be fun as well.

“Bossy,” Logan laughs, his eyes roaming up and down my almost naked body. “I like it.” Then, never taking his eyes off me, he starts unbuttoning his shirt, taking his time with every button. Anders follows his lead and starts undressing as well, starting by un-tucking his shirt.

They pull their open shirts down their arms at almost the same time, and my heart tightens up into a fist as I see their washboard abs coming into sight. God, they’re just so … lick-able.

Going down on one knee, they untie their shoes and then take them off before stepping out of their pants. Standing only in their boxers, they hook their fingers under the hemline but then Logan stops.

“No … you can take these off yourself,” he tells me, and my body reacts before my mind does. Before I know it, I’m already on my knees in front of them, my hands reaching for their boxer briefs. Grabbing them, I yank them down as hard as I can, making their cocks jump up to salute me.

“Hello there,” I purr, running my index fingers up the length of their shafts. Then, doing it as slow and teasingly as I can, I curl my fingers around their thickness. I start stroking them slowly, looking from one to the other; every time my heart beats I start picking up the pace, and it doesn’t take long for the movement of my hands to become a blur. I’m not sure if you can even say that I’m stroking them; more than that, I’m inflicting wicked punishment upon their cocks.

And, oh, they’re loving every second of it.

I can tell by the way their lips curl, by the way their eyelids flutter almost imperceptibly … and of course, by the way their tree trunk cocks throb against the palm of my hand.

“Want more?” I ask them, allowing my tongue to slip out from between my lips. I lean forward, reaching for the tip of Anders’ cock with the tip of my wet tongue, but I stop millimeters away from it. I do the same with Logan, teasing them both endlessly until they simply can’t take one more second of this kind of punishment.

Logan is the first to snap.

With a growl on the back of his throat, he grabs his cock with one hand and grabs my hair with the other; then, holding my head still, he simply shoves his cock into my mouth. I have no other option but to open it as wide as I can, allowing his meaty thickness to slide over my tongue and ram the back of my throat.

The moment I feel him inside my mouth, I tighten up my lips around his shaft, and that’s when he starts to rock his hips. Moving them back and forth, he fucks my tight little mouth as if he was put on Earth to do it.

Not wanting to leave Anders behind, I keep on stroking it, doing it at the same pace with which Logan is fucking my mouth. We remain like that for a few minutes, the wet sound of Logan’s cock sliding between my lips echoing through the room.

Then I simply fight back against his hold and throw my head back, taking a mouthful of air. My breathing is ragged and shallow, but I don’t want to lose momentum; as such, I just throw my open mouth straight into Anders’ cock, allowing it to slide deep into my mouth and against the back of my throat.

I give him exactly the same treatment I gave Logan, but this time I’m the one in command. Instead of having Anders rocking his hips, I’m the one bobbing my head back and forth, completely devouring his cock.

Then I feel him throb against my tongue, and that’s when I stop moving. I just throw my head back and allow his cock to pop out of my mouth in a hurry. I don’t want this to be all over just yet, after all.

“Let’s make this even more fun,” I tell them both and, as I say it, I position myself on all fours in front of them. I wiggle my ass from side to side, and Anders immediately gets the meaning behind my words. He walks around my body and knees behind me.