I recalled the way they stopped right before I came at my workplace; the way they left me desperate and horny as I trekked up to my office with that telltale blush on my skin. This time they were going to finish the job thoroughly—I had to make sure of it. Without him even licking me yet, I pushed his face against my center. He responded with his wet tongue prodding my insides.
“You taste good,” Riley muttered, taking a pause from licking my pus**sy.
I knew he was lying because I’ve tasted myself before, but his words sent renewed tension to my center anyway. “Don’t stop,” I demanded.
“Yes, princess.” He smiled slyly before proceeding to press his tongue on my cl**it. His fingers went up my pus**sy and he pumped them as fast as he could.
I moaned as I stroked Ryan’s co**ck.
“Don’t forget to suck it,” Ryan reminded, and I went on to do as he said.
Sweat started to cling to my skin as we rutted in the middle of the living room. I looked at Ryan as his co**ck throbbed in my mouth and saw him with his eyes closed, fully enjoying the pleasure. Knowing that I was doing well, I sucked him harder with more confidence.
The tightness in my pus**sy was begging for release; it built up into a coiled knot. Erotic pleasure shot through me like an electric pulse. Finally, I reached my cli**max. Unable to contain myself, the knot burst open, releasing white hot pleasure that reverberated through my being. I popped his member out of my orifice, needing to take in large breaths because the orgasm left me breathless.
Riley stroked me with his fingers even faster, studying me through his hooded eyes. The contractions of my pus**sy stopped too soon, but they left me in a state of pure bliss.
That was amazing.
“I think she’s ready,” Riley said, dragging his fingers out of me, leaving a sticky trail behind.
Ryan grunted. He bent down and scooped me up. I was on a high and feeling giddy. Without thinking and acting on impulse, I kissed him.
They brought me to their bedroom and rested me on the bed I thought about f**king them on before. They both removed their shirts, revealing their toned muscles and abs. Although I already came, a jolt of need made me even wetter, if that was possible.
“Turn over,” Ryan ordered.
I got on all fours and pointed my butt up to him. He slapped it in response as he liked to do and sent a tremor through me.
“Stop dawdling and f**k me already,” I said, getting impatient.
Riley smirked and groped my bre**asts. “Someone’s being desperate.”
I scowled at him. Desperate? I wasn’t desperate—it’s just that they’ve been teasing me all this while, parading their co**cks everywhere, and now my pus**sy was aching to have them inside me.
Ryan pinned my hands behind me and slid into my pus**sy without so much as a warning. He buried it all the way to the hilt, filling my insides perfectly. Just like that, I found myself close to coming despite him not yet moving.
“Oh my God,” I mouthed, relishing in the blinding sensation. He immediately began rutting against my as**s, barely allowing me any time to adjust.
He groaned. “Fuck, you’re so damn tight.”
His co**ck pounded against my pus**sy relentlessly, not stopping even for a second. I cried out his name in wanton heat, pleading for him to stop yet knowing that I wanted more. My mind had turned into butter and I felt like putty in his hands. Tears began to pool in my eyes as the pleasure built up into something more than I could take.
The strokes of his co**ck pressed and caressed against my inner walls for the next twenty minutes. Each thrust sent toe-curling heat to my center. The knot around my pus**sy tightened again. I tried to control it, but I came abruptly and unexpectedly. My walls pulsed around his member. He slammed one last final thrust into me while shouting out a loud groan.
“Not inside!” I shrieked, reason suddenly snapping through my mind. I took birth control pills regularly just in case, but I wanted to be extra safe. None of my ex-boyfriends had sex with me without a condom before.
“Too late,” Ryan said. He lost his hot liquid inside, pumping into me as he did, filling every crevice of my walls. I arched my back to accommodate him, half-worried, but the dirty side of me was having too much fun to care.
When I looked up, Riley was sitting across the room, fisting his member. He was close to coming, too.
He walked toward me and pulled my head back so I looked straight up at him. “Open your mouth.”
I did and stuck my tongue out like a good, naughty girl, ready for his cum. He released his sem**en all over me. He didn’t aim properly—perhaps on purpose—and some of his juices landed on my cheeks; it was warm and sticky. Reluctantly, I swallowed it, knowing that the twins would be unhappy if I spit it out in front of them. Smiling, he said, “Now my turn, princess. It’s not fair if only my brother gets to play.”