"Take my cock out and suck it."
Reece lets go of my hands and I reach for James. I grab his warm cock and take him into my mouth. I'm at a strange angle, but James leans in closer. I have to tip my head back, and as I do, James’s fingers glide slowly down my neck in a massaging manner.
"That's it, relax your throat," he says soothingly, and slips his cock deeper into my suctioning mouth.
The swollen tip breaches the back of my throat and I swallow, trying not to panic and gag. Fucking spray isn't working, damn it. James groans, rocking his hips into my mouth. He's growing, thickening, and my pussy is aching to be fucked. All I can think about is how I wish it was always like this.
"Lift her ass," James says, pulling out of my mouth.
I'm so helpless, unsure of what will happen next. I lift my hips to hold myself up as James descends. His eyes are glazed over as he takes my pussy lips and carefully spreads them wide. He holds them open for his friend to lick me. A gasp of intense pleasure rips through me and my thighs tremble. I lift my head up and watch and I'm overrun with euphoria at the sight of both men pleasuring me and how erotic this moment is.
Reece pulls back and licks his lips coated with my pleasure. His eyes are dilated and I wonder what kind of drugs he's on when he slurs his words. "James, come taste this pussy. So fucking sweet."
"Yesss," I hiss.
They switch places and then James is on my pussy. Stars explode behind my eyes and a throaty moan rolls off my lips. His hands hold down my wrists while Reece is on one nipple and tweaking the other to the point of pain. If death by pleasure is a thing, then please kill me, because this is too much. My entire body is tingling and I'm panting from the overwhelming sensations wracking through me.
Holy. Fucking. Sex.
There's no stopping my orgasm now, and I wiggle my arms trying to break free because I want to press their heads into me, but James is too strong. Something about being restrained makes my heart beat faster.
"Oh, fuck," I pant, breathing heavily. I draw the word out, my eyes rolling shut.
James is holding my lips open and I want to cry out from the hunger taking over my body. The pleasure is rising and my blood is rushing through my veins so fast I can barely catch my breath. My hips are moving of their own accord, rolling into James’s. Reece nips my nipple and I yelp. I need more, I want more, and suddenly I'm about to beg them both to fuck me.
"I… I can't take it…"
"Come in my mouth, Val," James says, and fuck it all, I do.
I come so hard there's no denying the moan is real. I couldn’t fake one like this if I tried. James’s tongue is wicked and tortures my pussy in all the right ways, making sure he wrings every ounce of pleasure from me. I feel my release slide down to my ass. My body is damp and I'm bursting with the most intense orgasm I've ever had, and I never want to come down. His tongue is wild, penetrating my entrance, as Reece now rubs my clit so hard it feels like there's a vibrator on it.
James pulls away and leans higher to kiss my mouth fierce and bruising hard. My legs wrap around his hips and I dig my heels into his ass so his cock grinds into my pussy. He drops his weight to me. I moan again, tasting myself on him. It's salty and erotic, making me even more aroused.
James breaks our kiss to stand and walk away. I blink a few times and reach out for him. Our eyes lock and my lips part with want. He notices and I swallow hard, retracting my hand. James takes a large gulp of his drink, eying me until my heart can't stop pounding. I don't want Reece to fuck me, I want James to, and he clearly knows that.
"Turn over and get on your knees." He pauses, then addresses Reece. "Don't be easy on her. I have a feeling she can handle anything we throw her way."
Thirty-Two
I do as he says, my head light and my limbs weak. I feel like I'm high. I mean, I kind of am. James is stroking himself and it's incredible the way he sinks lower into the chair and twists his wrist, tightening around his glistening head.
Grabbing my hips, Reece doesn't hesitate, slamming into me in one motion. He lets out a long moan, his width warm inside me, and I take a deep breath, trying to hold back from allowing myself to really feel. If he was as big as James, I would've split in two, but thankfully he's not.
Just like I hoped for, his thrust is hard but slow. His fingers are gripping me hard, digging into my hips, and I like the strength he exudes. I'm sure I'll have bruises tomorrow.
Pulling out, he slaps my ass painfully hard then surges back in and holds himself there. I gasp, feeling the pleasure from it and fall onto my elbows. My back arches at a steep angle and I reach out in front of me, taking him deeper.
"She's fucking squeezing my dick," Reece grits out. "Fuck, she's so tight," he says, and then starts thrusting harder. His thighs are slapping into my backside but his strong hold doesn’t let me go anywhere.
"Eyes on me at all times, sweetheart," James says. "Get up on all fours. Now."
I do and eye his stroking hand again. I can't not. The way James pleasures himself, how he swipes the pre-cum to coat his thick head makes me wet with need and I contract around Reece, feeling my orgasm climb. I throw my hair over my shoulder to make sure I don't miss a thing.
"You're going to watch me while he fucks you," James
says, and I nod, driving my hips back into Reece.
I need it harder. I want it harder.