“The faster you make him come, the faster you get what you really want.” Gerard moved his finger a little faster and then I felt his breath on my clit. “Until then, I’m going to have a little fun making you come again.”
Another one? Wow—but I need to focus on Liam right now.
Gerard’s tongue started to dance on my clit as he moved his finger inside me. I had already been taken to heaven twice with orgasmic euphoria, but that didn’t seem to be enough. My body was already begging for more bliss—another taste of paradise. My hips shifted, and a tingle shot through my body as his tongue worked on my sensitive clit. The tingle teased the lingering remnants of my last orgasm’s afterglow and made me crave that feeling of pleasure again. Gerard’s finger started to move a little faster. He was going as deep as he could, making my vaginal muscles squeeze every time I felt a slight spasm. His finger felt really good but having it while his tongue was moving against my clit magnified that pleasure. He swirled his tongue around my clit, pushing on it to send waves of true bliss through my entire body. I could already feel the pressure building, even after a few seconds.
“You don’t know how fucking good your mouth feels on my cock.” Liam gasped, and I felt his dick throb aga
inst my tongue. “I can’t wait for you to swallow my cum.”
I gave a slight nod and moaned as I pulled Liam deeper into my mouth. I could feel him pushing against the back of my throat. I loved the way he felt against my tongue—the way his cock twitched when he gasped—the way a quick motion along his shaft could make his hips squirm. I hadn’t even managed to take the entirety of his length yet, and I could already tell the pleasure was coursing through his veins. Each time I pulled him into my throat, I struggled to breathe. It was going to take concentration to swallow his enormous cock, and I was struggling to concentrate because Gerard’s tongue was incredibly distracting. I moved my lips faster, feeling Liam tremble with pleasure. I took him into the back of my throat until I felt myself start to choke. I wanted his cock to go deeper, but it was a fight against asphyxiation when I tried. I kept my lips moving—going as fast as possible, desperate to show him the same kind of pleasure he showed me.
“So fucking hot…” He exhaled sharply, and his fingers got tangled up in my hair. “I can feel how bad you want every inch of my cock—swallow it all.”
I controlled my breathing and pulled as much oxygen as I could into my lungs. Liam slammed into the back of my throat as I descended on his cock and I started to swallow. It wasn’t perfect, but several inches pushed into my throat. It was a start if nothing else. I repeated the motion—then repeated it again. I gave myself time to catch my breath by teasing the bottom of his length with my tongue, which made him groan with pleasure each time. He kept going deeper into my throat each time and it began to get more comfortable. I was almost there. I pulled back to the head, gasped for air as I moved my tongue around it, and then moved down his shaft. He went further than before, and then my lips were against his balls. I heard a quick gasp rush from his throat, followed by an almost primal growl. I kept him buried in my throat for several seconds until I had adjusted entirely and then started moving my lips along with length with more vigor. Each time he slammed into the back of my throat, I swallowed every inch—and each time I did that, his cock throbbed.
“Oh god—yeah. Keep doing that. Exactly like that! You’re gonna make me come.” Liam’s breathing was hurried, and his words were trapped between grunts.
If Liam was the only thing I had to focus on, I could have probably made him come a lot faster, but Gerard was still doing his best to distract me. His finger was deep enough to rub my g-spot, and his tongue was like a tornado moving in circles around my clit. The pressure was getting so intense that it was all I could feel. The orgasm was on the cusp of reality and surging towards bliss. There was heat resonating from within me—like a blaze that just burned out of control. My body craved the next orgasm—and it would probably crave the one after that too—especially when I had something a lot bigger than Gerard’s finger inside my pussy. The way Gerard was making me feel—the things he said to me—it was finding a way to take the bad memories and suppress them. I was connecting joy to him instead of heartbreak—I remembered the good times without embracing the horror that came after it.
This is the first time I’ve felt like I could let go of that experience—because I’m going to have one a whole lot better to think about when my thoughts return to Gerard.
“Fuck! Oh yeah! I’m gonna come!” Liam’s fingers twisted in my hair. “Keep going—take it all the way!”
Liam was there—he was on the edge of his release, and his cock was starting to pulsate. My lips moved faster, and I took every inch of his cock into my throat. I knew it would be an explosion—an eruption of cum. I remembered how it felt when Gerard unloaded inside of me the first time, but I wasn’t going to have a condom to catch Liam’s seed. I had to swallow it. I felt the first burst in the back of my throat and swallowed as hard as I could. I pulled him along my tongue and tasted the thick, salty personification of his lust. I immediately swallowed his cock before another rope of cum could be released. His cock throbbed, and then another eruption of cum splattered into my throat which forced me to swallow immediately. I started to choke and gag, but I managed to keep his cock buried in my throat. His grunts were faster, and they matched the pulsations in his shaft. I swallowed each time I felt him pulsate and got another salty reward in the back of my throat. Once the throbbing stopped, he grabbed the base of his cock and started to pull it out of my mouth. I moved my tongue along the shaft and the bulbous head once it against my lips.
“That was really fucking good.” He let out a long sigh, and his tongue moved along my lips. “I’m going to want those again—real soon.”
“Then you better be nice to me.” I grinned. “It’s the only way I’m going to have dirty dreams and wake up horny.”
“I bet you’re going to have some filthy dreams tonight.” Liam chuckled and dropped down on the mattress beside me.
“Yeah…” I moaned when I felt Gerard’s finger go deep inside me again.
Liam’s lust was satisfied—for the moment. I turned my attention back to what my body craved—the orgasm that was rapidly building. I squirmed on the bed and felt myself spiraling towards the edge of bliss. I was almost there—so fucking close. All of the pleasure seemed to hit me all at once. My moans echoed from my throat, and my eyes were forced closed because my head was spinning. I sank into the moment of euphoria. My muscles got tight, and I felt the ache in them from the tension that had been left behind after my first two orgasms. I didn’t care. The pressure inside me was so intense that it felt like it was tearing me apart. Gerard’s tongue made several quick rotations against my clit, and he pushed his finger as deep as it could go. My g-spot reacted to his touch and sent more pleasure coursing through my veins. My body started to shake, and there was no holding back—the orgasm seized control of everything.
“I’m coming!” I moaned and then started to squeal.
I grabbed onto Gerard with both hands, and my hips began to buck against his lips. My back arched, and it felt like I was literally floating—on a cloud—just like the way my dreams started. Except it was definitely no dream. It was the most real thing in the world. Ultimate pleasure made me shake harder as it surged through veins. The pleasure was so intense that my squeals turned into screams. The waves of pleasure were amazing, and they crashed into me. Each one was better than the one before it. My pussy spasmed on his finger and I clenched him so tight that he struggled to keep thrusting it into me. His tongue swirled faster—so fast that it felt like one continuous moment of pure pleasure. I felt my heart beating faster in my chest, and my pulse was racing. I stayed trapped in that orgasm for what felt like an eternity before it finally began to fade. My body was weak—my arms fell against the bed. I was numb but thoroughly satisfied. More satisfied than I had ever been in my life. Gerard’s lips lightly teased me, and he kissed his way up my stomach, my chest, and then he was against my ear.
“I claimed your pussy once.” His words were like a growl echoing in my ear. “This time it’s forever—I swear on my own fucking life.”
“I don’t want you to swear on your life.” I exhaled sharply. “If you really care about me—swear on mine. Tell me that everything is going to be okay and then prove it.”
“Everything is going to be okay—I’ll swear on your life because I’ll never let anything happen to you.” He nodded, and then he exhaled sharply.
“Neither of us will.” Liam leaned against my other ear. “I’ll swear that on anything.”
Gerard slid back between my thighs and unrolled a condom on his length. I watched as he pushed it against my pussy and then it started to disappear inside me. I had felt him before—the only one that had ever been inside me. It was familiar, yet there was still a little bit of pain. Thankfully, it was nothing like the first time. His finger had reintroduced me to penetration, and after experiencing so many orgasms, my tightness provided very little resistance once he started to push against it. He grunted and groaned when he felt my pussy take several inches, and then a gasp rushed from his throat as he went deeper. He gave me a few gentle thrusts th
at sent him deeper, and it was my turn to groan and gasp. The memories came flooding back—the night we spent together—the good part of what we had before he tore it apart. That was why I held onto it for so long, why I put up the barrier that didn’t let others in—why Liam was pushed away when I wanted him. Gerard had done things to me that I didn’t understand at the time, but it was becoming more evident—and despite everything, I wanted the good version of him again.
“I thought I remembered how good you felt—but nothing compares to the real thing.” Gerard leaned forward to push more his length inside me.
“Is it better than your dream?” Liam kissed my neck and played with my breasts.
“Yes!” I nodded quickly. “Way better.”
Gerard was going deeper, and I braced for the agony that would come when he drove himself all of the way in. I knew how good it would feel—the pleasure I craved that would soon be mine again. Feeling him brought the memories to the surface in a major way, and they didn’t hurt. I was at peace with my decision to give him another chance—at peace with my decision to give myself to two men. They were both incredible in their own way, and I believed the words they said in the heat of passion. I was willing to be naive again—to trust blindly. I didn’t deserve to have that robbed from me. As Gerard went deeper, I felt myself sinking into the haze of the dream, and I wanted Liam’s lips. I wanted them against mine. I reached for him and pulled him close. God, this was nothing like a dream—it was erotica and sensual—fucking incredible with Gerard actually inside me. I melted into the searing heat that came when our lips were pressed together. Liam didn’t hold back—he ravaged my mouth with the same intensity that I felt the first time he kissed me. I could have the best of both worlds—my dream could become a reality. My reality could give me dirty dreams. I wondered how perverse and filthy they really would be after living out the impossible fantasy my mind created before.