Who Falls Hardest (Clearwater University)

“Yes,” I breathe.

“Will you let Trent have your pretty little ass?”

My inner muscles clench around Reese in response to his words, and he chuckles. Then he pulls me down to kiss me deeply as Trent’s and West’s hands roam over my body.

A finger teases my back hole, and I gasp into Reese’s mouth as the intrusion deepens, gently stretching out the tight ring of muscles. I just came hard, but my body still feels desperate for more. So much more that I can’t even articulate it.

“Ride Reese,” Trent murmurs from behind me. “Get off on his cock and I’ll give you mine.”

I let out a soft groan and begin to undulate on top of Reese, sliding up and down on his cock. I clench my walls around him, squeezing his thick shaft as he grunts. And a second later, the head of Trent’s cock is at my back entrance, pressing gently inside me. He sinks in deeper with each thrust, matching my movements, and it feels strange but so incredible to have him inside me like this.

His pelvis finally presses against my ass, and I arch my back a little, panting hard.

I’m full. So full.

But I still want more.

“West,” I gasp.

It doesn’t take much urging. His cock is so hard it looks painful, the smooth head almost purple and beads of precum leaking from the slit at the tip. He pumps his fist along his length twice as he positions himself in front of me, giving me access to exactly what I want.

I lift my head, resting my hands on Reese’s chest as I lean forward and run the tip of my tongue over West’s rounded cock head. My ass and pussy both clench, and all three men let out satisfied groans.

When I wrap my lips around West’s cock and begin to bob my head gently, taking more of him into my mouth each time, the other two men take that as their signal to move.

They’re gentle with me, even though I can feel the strain in their bodies, the effort it takes to hold back. But they take perfect care of me as they begin to thrust inside me, West claiming my mouth, Reese my pussy, and Trent my ass.

It’s… perfect.

My body feels like it was made for these three men, as if every encounter I had with each of them was a preamble to this exact moment.

Every thrust drives me closer to an indescribable bliss. Every nerve ending in my body blazes with sensation as the four of us move together, finding our rhythm. West’s hand tangles in my hair, and I take him deeper with each bob of my head, fighting back my gag reflex to draw him deeper into my throat.

I want more of him. I want to take as much of these men as I can.

“Fuck, Emma. Your mouth feels so damn good. Suck me harder,” he grunts, his hips jerking as his cock swells, thickening and pulsing.

“Are you close, baby?” Trent whispers from behind me, one hand snaking around to palm my breast, squeezing and tugging at my nipple. The sharp bite of pleasure and pain sends an electric jolt all the way down to my clit, and I writhe on top of Reese, groaning around West’s cock.

My words were indistinguishable, but Trent doesn’t need to hear words to understand my meaning.

I’m about to come apart.

My clit grinds hard against the curls at the base of Reese’s cock every time he impales himself inside me, and my pussy clenches hard around him as I reach the peak of pleasure and begin to free fall into ecstasy.

I can’t keep my rhythm on West’s cock, and the sensations barreling through me make me afraid I’ll accidentally scrape his thick length with my teeth, so I release him with a wet slurp and wrap my fist around his shaft instead.

My head falls back against Trent’s shoulder as he and Reese each rock into me, their thrusts growing harder and more desperate as they feel me convulse around them.

“Goddammit. I can’t hold on any longer,” Reese grits out, his hands grabbing my hips in a punishing grip as he slams into me one more time. I feel the throbbing pulse of his cock as his cum floods my core, and a second later, Trent growls out his release, palming and squeezing my breast as he grinds his hips against my ass. He gives one final tug on my nipple before dropping his hand.

They’re both still buried inside me, still throbbing with the aftershocks of their orgasms, and I never want them to pull out. I never want to lose this feeling of being utterly complete.

I’m so wrung out by pleasure that I don’t even have the strength to lift my head from Trent’s shoulder. But my hand keeps working West’s cock, and my gaze lifts to find him staring down at me, some

thing like awe in his expression.

I pump him harder, watching him the whole time, and I see the exact moment he comes.