Her Men

She felt and heard Drake moan as he continued to lap at her pussy. His tongue plundered her hole before sliding up to tease her clit. It was like he didn’t have a clue which he wanted to do more, suck or fuck her.

Abby loved his tongue, and as James wrapped her hair around his fist once again, she followed his commands as he made her suck his cock exactly how he liked it: going deep, and then sucking on the head before taking more of him into her mouth.

If this was what he wanted to keep secret, she could understand why he’d done what her parents had requested. This was private. What they did together behind closed doors with a willing female was between them.

Her parents had taken something beautiful and tried to make it ugly. She’d show them both that she wasn’t like either of her parents. That she believed in what they were doing. She’d gladly be between them, loving them both, showing each of them what she felt.

Drake focused on her clit, and as he started to flick the bud back and forth, the pleasure started to intensify. She whimpered as he kept on working her. It was all too much, and as he pushed her toward orgasm, she screamed his name with James’s cock in her mouth.

“You’re right, James, she’s so fucking pretty when she screams,” Drake said, standing up behind her. He kissed her neck. He wrapped his arms around her waist, one hand cupping her tit, the other her stomach.

“Do you want to feel how good her pussy is?” James asked.

Staring up at James, she was shocked by what he was offering his friend.

“We share, Abby. There’s no shame in wanting him. I’ve seen the way you look at him, and you’re not going to get any judgments here. I like to watch.”

“If you want me, Abby, I’d love to feel how wet and tight you are. You’ve been watching me, and I’ve been watching you.” Drake whispered the words against her ear at the same time he stroked her body. “Those suits you wear at the pool drive me nuts. All I want to do is peel it off you, taste you, touch you, fuck you. Take everything you offer, and show you how hard you make me.”

“Show her now.” James pulled out of her mouth and stepped away. “On the bed.”

James took control, patting the mattress, and within a matter of seconds she was on the bed, flat on her back.

“Wait, wait, you need a condom.” She held her hand up.

Drake reached into the drawer beside the bed and found a condom. They must have done all their sharing here for him to know where to look.

She stared up at him, her legs spread.

Did this make her a slut?

She wanted him, and he wasn’t her husband.

Her pussy was so wet, and she’d brought herself off plenty of times thinking about him. Imagining him sliding inside her, taking her, fucking her, controlling her.

It would be so good.

She knew that.

Abby had no idea how both of these men had remained single, but she wasn’t about to judge.

They were both perfect men as far as she was concerned, and the fact they wanted her—she couldn’t believe it.

With the condom rolled on, Drake stepped between her thighs. James wasn’t going anywhere.

Drake was first, sliding his cock into her pussy. He was just as big as James but not as wide.

“You like him in deep?” James asked, his lips so close to hers.

“Yes.”

“Good. I like to see that. His cock spreading your pussy lips wide. You taking his cock. If he didn’t have the condom on, I’d love to see him fill your cunt. When you get on the pill again, we’re going to have to enjoy that.”

She gasped as Drake touched her clit.

With his cock filling her, it was a whole new sensation.

“Open your mouth,” James said.

She looked between them as she opened her lips and James slid his length deep inside her. They were both staring at her. She was the center of attention, and she lapped it up. This was all a new experience for her as they drove her toward orgasm.

Drake stroked her clit as he fucked her and James took her mouth. He never went past her gag reflex, giving her time to become accustomed to the sheer size of him. Both men were not small in any department.

They surrounded her, and James cupped her cheek as he drove his cock within her.

When she came, he didn’t pull out this time as she moaned, her pleasure clearly driving his higher as she saw his teeth grit.

“I can’t control it. I need to come,” Drake said.

“Then do it. Fill her. Come for me, Drake.”

Hands on her hips, Drake drove into her five more thrusts until she felt his cock jerk and erupt within her. The pleasure went on and on, but she took it, loving that he came.