Stacy's Destiny (The Town of Pearl 2)

The bed creaked, and the gentle breeze parted the curtains against her bedroom widows, caressing her perspiring skin. She was in tune to her full breasts, Max’s huge hands gripping her waist and lifting her as he thrust into her pussy with purpose.

Eric growled behind her gripping a handful of her hair as he thrust his cock balls deep against her crevice.

“Fuck, she’s so tight, she’s gripping my cock and killing me. I’m gonna come,” Eric grunted then nibbled on her shoulder and neck.

Stacy moaned as she felt her whole body tighten up, and she knew she was going to lose it.

“I can’t take it. I can’t,” she stated, and Max and Eric took that second to thrust into her together.

“Oh,” she screamed in a hoarse voice as she saw spots in front of her eyes then the room spin. Thrust after thrust, Eric and Max kept going until they both roared then came inside of her. She felt their hot semen and the aftershocks of their lovemaking. They were all perspiring and sticky as both men began to kiss her mouth, her neck, and her breasts. They held one another, connected at the ultimate level, and their love touched each of their hearts. No words were said. They just held one another close.

It was Eric who eased out of Stacy first.

Eric cupped her face between his hands.

“Are you okay, honey? We didn’t hurt you, did we?” he asked.

The tears rolled down her cheeks, and her whole body shook

“No. I just feel so—”

Eric lifted her off of Max and pulled her into his arms, and she wrapped her arms around his neck and cried. He moved onto the bed.

Max caressed her back, and the three of them settled down on the comforter.

“Talk to us. What’s wrong?” Eric asked.

“Absolutely nothing. Everything is perfect. I’ve never felt so loved or so in love in my life. I just don’t know how to handle it. I’m scared, I’m happy, and to top it off, some lunatic might ruin it all.”

Max and Eric began to caress her skin and kiss her tenderly.

“We aren’t going to allow that. We love you, and this is going to work out just fine,” Eric stated.

“Let myself and the department worry about this asshole. You’ll be safe here. I promise you,” Max added then kissed her softly.

They snuggled together for a few minutes. Then Eric looked at the clock.

“We better get moving if we want to make the chili and baking contest.”

“Oh my God. I completely forgot. I was supposed to have everything in town by two o’clock.” Stacy sat up and began to crawl from the bed with her ass pointed in Eric and Max’s direction.

An arm swooped around her midsection and flung her backwards onto the mattress.

“Hey!” she squealed.

“Charlie and Ben took care of it. As soon as you left the house in an uproar, they knew you had forgotten. So let’s take a shower then head into town,” Max stated.

“I can’t wait for you to beat Betsie Whinston,” Eric added then smiled, and Stacy gave him a dirty look.

He caressed her breast then tweaked her nipple as he leaned down to lick the tip.

“You don’t still believe that I’m interested in Betsie?”

She closed her eyes and moaned as she held his head to her breast.

“No, I just don’t want to ever hear her name come from your lips again.”

He smiled at her.