Candy Ever After (Hot Candy 2)

“Yeah,” I whisper.

Looks like I can take him, after all. I’m taking everything these boys have to offer. I’ve wanted it too long to chicken out now.

I gasp when Jet pulls out of me, and his breathing is ragged, too. Joel reaches for me, and I’m passed from one to the other like a doll. Joel lifts me easily in his lap, then produces another condom and rips the foil open with his teeth to put it on.

I remember how his cock felt inside me the first time, so thick and long and frigging hard—but a shocked cry escapes me this time as he slides into me.

“Okay?” His eyes are concerned as he looks up at me. God, he has pretty eyes.

“Yeah.” My voice is breathy. I’m so full of him, like I could burst. But something is missing. “Jet…”

“Right here.” Jet puts his hands on my back, slips them down to my ass and squeezes. “Love your ass.”

I moan when he runs his thumb down the crack, teasing my back entrance. His thumb continues its journey down until he touches the place where Joel and I are joined, making me jolt. My breath comes in short gasps.

“Wanna take us both at once some day?” Jet’s voice is husky, laced with desire, and oh crap, is he hardening again? Because I’m sure I felt something hot and hard brush my back. “Front and back? One in your pussy, the other in your ass?”

My vision grows slightly dark at the edges as the image forms in my mind. Joel’s cock twitches inside me, and I drop my head forward, trying desperately to swallow a moan that’s clawing up my throat.

“Is that a yes?” Joel rumbles, his hands moving up my sides to cup my breasts and tease my nipples.

That short-circuits my mind, and that moan finally breaks free. I clench around him, and I know when I come this time it will destroy me, but the image of them taking me at the same time is still there.

Because I want it so bad. And because I’m an ass virgin and admittedly scared shitless to try. Yeah, I experimented in college, who doesn’t? But I never got that far. I kissed girls, dated several boys and tried all positions possible for a non-gymnast.

It felt quite adventurous at the time.

Jet’s thumb massages the crease of my ass, and jeez, it feels delicious. I open my mouth to say something or moan, probably the latter, when Joel decides he has waited enough and slides his hands back down to my hips, rocking up into me.

Someone is moaning like a porno star, and I think it’s me. Holy shit. I brace my hands on Joel’s big shoulders and roll my hips, hunting more sparks.

And I get them.

Joel leans forward, puts his mouth on my breasts, sucking and licking, while Jet’s thumb teases my ass, brushing over my butthole over and over, and I’m on overload, caught between Joel’s mouth and Jet’s hands, that monster cock filling me to the brim.

“This…” Jet kisses my shoulder, hot, open-mouthed kisses. “This is what I wanna do to you one day, when you’re ready. Put my dick there. I’ll make you ready for me, Sugar.”

And his thumb presses into me, an insistent pressure, pleasure glancing off my nerve endings, gathering in my belly until I’m tittering on the edge.

Feeling so full. Like they’re both fucking me. I can’t stop thinking what it would feel like if Jet had pushed his cock inside me instead of his thumb, how much fuller I’d feel. How much better it would be.

His hard cock is rubbing against my back, and Joel releases the tip of my breast he had in his mouth to fuck me harder, his hands on my hips like vises, lifting me and slamming me back down on his hard-on, wringing breathless cries from me.

Holy crap, I can’t believe I’m the one making all these desperate sounds, making so much noise. I can’t stop. Can’t stop sliding up and down Joel’s stiff cock, can’t stop myself from pushing back against the intrusion of Jet’s thumb in my ass, spiraling upward into a dark eddy of ecstasy.

“Give in,” Jet whispers, licking my shoulder, his thumb fucking my ass. “Let it consume you. Let it pull you under. So fucking good.”

“God…” My ears are filled with his voice, with Joel’s groans every time he slides back inside me, the sound of flesh hitting flesh. My body is filled with them and that thought alone…

“Christ, Candy.” Joel’s rough whisper might be what pushes me over the edge.

Or Jet’s cock jerking on my back, spilling heat.

Or Joel’s hard dick inside me swelling so much it makes me cry out loud, my whole body spasming around him.

Or the fact he slants his mouth over mine at last, and we shudder together.

Darkness is seeping into my vision. I’ve never passed out from orgasming before—but I guess many things have changed.