Obsession

“Are you okay, Penny?” Jack asks, I expect because I look like a rabbit caught in the headlights. I nod, too stunned to be able to find the words to respond to him.

“If there’s anything you’re uncomfortable with”, he says, mounting me slowly. “Just let me know.”

I’m on my back, with Jack above me, the heat of his body pressed into mine, while Logan lies alongside me, the tips of his fingers dancing lightly across the exposed skin of my arm.

Jack kisses me, pressing his lips against mine and teasing his tongue into my mouth, while he drops his weight against my body, the thickness of his cock unmistakeable against the wetness between my legs. I pull him into me, suck his tongue into my mouth and spread my hips wide enough I can wrap my legs around his back and rub his shaft against the outline of my pussy. The two of us linked like this with Logan alongside watching us feels dirty, and even though I know there are two layers of fabric between him and me, the sensation still feels absolutely incredible.

He kisses from my ear to my collar bone, out across my shoulder and down along the line of my bra, before pulling away to a kneeling position, to better appreciate my form. He spreads my hair out across the pillow, and then begins to trace a line between my breasts that takes in my belly button and stops just at the edge of my panties, my skin tingling in the wake. It could be minus zero in here and I’d still feel like I’m wearing too many clothes. I’m so hot, I could be misdiagnosed with a fever and set on a course of antibiotics.

Jack adjusts himself again, sliding a little lower down the bed so his torso comes in line with my thigh, and while he explores my belly button with delicate kisses, his fingers now threatening to navigate the ruffles the swollen lips of my pussy make in my panties, Logan takes his turn to kiss me.

Kneeling to my side, Logan leans over to slide his fingers underneath my bra in search of my swelling nipples, while simultaneously lowering his lips to mine and kissing me deeply. He has my bra off and cast to the side of the bed even before I realize he’s doing it, my fat nipples hardening quickly between his fingers, and when he runs his tongue around each one in turn before popping them into his mouth and sucking lightly, I seriously feel like I’m about to come.

The sensation of having four hands on my body and two pairs of lips kissing me at once, is almost too much to bear. I feel tingles break out across my skin and weird sensations in my stomach that feel like explosions of adrenaline mixed in with bursts of dopamine, that make my whole body run through a cycle of totally tense to completely relaxed before the whole thing repeats again.

Jack pushes my legs wide to kiss along my inner thigh, his mouth so close to my pussy I can feel his breath through the thin cotton fabric of my panties, while Logan shifts himself slightly so he’s kneeling behind my head.

I could quite happily stay like this, let Jack rip my panties off and tongue my pussy until I come hard against his mouth, my nipples like football studs between Logan’s fingers, but if that’s the way it’s going to happen for the first time between us all, I might as well at least have the pleasure of one of these amazing cocks in my mouth too.

I wriggle out from below Jack, my foot confidently against his chest to push him away playfully, and then reposition myself on all fours between them both. A little wiggle of my ass gives Jack all the encouragement he needs to continue to remove my panties, and while he happily sets to work, I zero in on Logan’s throbbing manhood.

I’ve sketched this scene a number of times, fantasized about it a hundred times more, and yet as real as it always seemed to me in my mind’s eye, that poor imitation pales in comparison to the real thing now. I thought I had a powerful imagination, capable even of improving on real life experience, but here, in this moment, with this incredible pair, nothing could be farther from the truth.

I’m less of a slut that I am a promiscuous girl, but even so, I can’t help but feel turned on by the idea I’m about to be dominated. Logan towers down on me from above, my eyes following the lines of his body, his cock even bigger at this angle than it seemed before, the presence of this unbelievable man doing things to my body and mind I never thought were possible for a mere mortal to experience.

Jack flattens his hand against my back, making me arch my body like a cat. He works it across the bump of my ass, encouraging me to widen my legs even further, and when he’s satisfied he’s got me where he wants me, he lies down, head between my legs, ready to pull my pussy into him.

Logan needs little prompting to expose himself, clearly well aware of what he’s doing to me. Together we lower his boxershorts over the extension of his throbbing dick, which I’m delighted to see is shiny with precum. For a moment I can do nothing else but kneel there and appreciate him, his cock now clear of the cotton wrapping it came in, twitching magnificently with swollen pride.

Like I say, one of these men on their own would be absolutely incredible, but the fact that I’m about to slide Logan’s huge dick into my mouth while Jack simultaneously pushes the fabric of my panties to one side to run his tongue along my slit is absolutely mind boggling.

I’m so wet, it feels like I might have already come, so sensitive I have to concentrate hard not to as soon as his tongue nudges my clit. As he pulls me down into him, I let my weight drop so I’m grinding my pussy into his mouth, before the sensation becomes too much and I have to pull away again. While Logan places his hand on the back of my head and slowly feeds his huge dick inside my mouth, I repeat the same action with Jack, letting him tongue my hole just enough to push me to the edge, not far enough that I tumble over it.

“Deeper”, Logan says, holding his dick and feeding it bit by meaty bit into my mouth, while I try my best to accommodate him. I run my tongue around his rim, open wide and press the fatness of his crown up into the roof of my mouth, sucking his salty sweetness into my throat, everything about what I’m doing turning me on even more than I expected.

“You’re so wet”, I hear Jack gasp against my pussy. “I want to feel you come.”

“Take my panties off”, I command him.

Jack pushes my legs together, pulls my panties down and leaves them just above my knees.

“Spread my pussy and tongue my hole”, I order him, the uniqueness of the situation lending me a rare self confidence I would never have otherwise had.

Jack obeys me, his hands flat against my asscheeks to spread my pussy lips wide enough to open my hole for his tongue. I feel him feed it into me, the sensation sending shivers of pleasure down my spine as I stretch against his insistence.

“Fuck, that feels so good.” I say, pushing my weight onto him.

Logan smiles and then stretches his hand along my belly in search of my swollen clit. I nearly explode in orgasm when he finds it, his index and middle finger splayed into a Y to expertly pull my hood back and forth over my tumescent nub and threaten to send me spiralling towards an explosion of intense and unadulterated pleasure I know I’ll have no chance of making my way back from.

It’s so good I have to pull away from his fingers after a while, panting hard and trying to catch my breath between greedy licks of his rock hard penis. Logan’s insistent, though, and when I won’t give him access to my pussy, he settles on playing with my tits, each pass pushing me closer and closer to losing control.

After about a minute of trying to escape it, I know there is no

thing else left for me to do. I want these two men inside me and whether it’s together, separate, one after another or both at the same time, all I care about is that it happens right now.

“Fuck me, Jack”, I whimper.

Jack is half way through a circuit of my pussy, which he sees fit to finish before moving onto anything else. Perhaps knowing this is the last time he’ll get to do it for a while, he runs his tongue up towards my clitoris and while Logan pulls back on my hood and exposes my swollen sensitivity for him, he sucks away eagerly on my sticky nub. I am so close to coming I almost give into it completely, before Jack pulls away again just at the last minute, leaving me teetering precariously on the edge of orgasm.

“Next time I’m going to make you come like that”, Jack says, sliding out from underneath me.

“There might not be anything of me left if you do”, I confess, the words stuttering out of me in staggered pockets of air.

“Then I’ll just have to make sure I’m extra careful”, Jack says, moving himself in behind me.

“Wait”, I say, rolling onto my back. “I want to see you first.”

Jack smiles before stepping off the bed to remove his boxershorts.

“Like this?” he asks.

I take a good long look at him.

“Like that”, I say before rolling back into the pussy cat position I was in a moment ago. “Now, you can come over here and let me taste you, while Logan shows me what else he’s good at.”

“I can’t promise I won’t make you come”, Logan says, already moving in behind me.

“And I can’t promise I won’t scream when you do”, I say.

Jack takes two condoms from the top drawer of his bedside table, passes one to his brother and puts another one on the side ready to use when he needs it. Logan doesn’t need to be told twice. When he’s prepared my pussy with his tongue, running the rough edge across my asshole and into my sopping wet gash, he nudges my thighs wide, and guides the tip of his huge dick towards me.