Inescapable

The humour of the moment forced her to breathe, breaking the tension.

“Sorry guys. It was just so tempting.” He removed his fingers, mercifully, a moment later, and she found her hips steadied by his strong hands.

“That’s good.” She got the condom into position on the head of Adrian’s cock, and slowly rolled it on, marvelling at how hard he was. Her sex ached to be filled with him.

Standing straight she turned to Seth, grabbed him with her hands around his head and kissed him passionately. Then she eased backwards and sat on to Adrian’s lap, her hand guiding his erection inside her aching sex.

The head of his cock buoyed up against her cervix and she rocked her hips, her spine straightening, her mouth open in a rush of pleasure, a loud moan escaping her. Adrian spread his legs wide, giving her space to stand between his knees, and she lifted up and down, smiling up at Seth as she did so.

“Let me see what you’ve got,” she teased, and nodded at his zipper, where the fabric was tight and bulging under the strain of his erection.

He didn’t need any more encouragement, his hands undoing his belt in a flash, his cock pushing between the buttons on his jeans. He rode it with one hand while he watched her rising and falling on Adrian’s lap. “You are so hot. I could come just watching you right now.”

The surge of female power that swept up through her when he said that made her stronger. “That’s not good enough.” She flashed her eyes at him. “I want your cock as well.”

He swallowed, visibly. His hand was still riding his shaft but he moved it slower, as if he was drawing out the pleasure and forcing himself to take his time. “How are you going to manage that then?”

His eyebrows were lifting, one corner of his mouth, too.

“Oh, I’ve had lots of ideas, believe me.” She winked as she bore down onto Adrian.

He cursed.

He was wedged deep and she rocked her hips so that he rubbed in all the right places.

His fingers ran down her back, and she knew he was wired to let loose, but it was not going to happen yet, she wanted more. Then his hands ran down her spine, lower, to where the back of her open crotch began, and he followed the crease between her buttocks. When his fingers stroked the tight button of her anus, she moaned longingly and nodded her head.

“Open another condom,” she said to Seth.

Silently, he did as instructed, but when he went to put it on she stopped him and guided his cock to her mouth, kissing it before taking it into her mouth for a moment. When he cursed aloud, she sucked him harder, feeling wicked, deviant, and able to take on the world. She moved it against the roof of her mouth several times before she pulled back. “Put it on. I want you both.”

Lifting away from Adrian’s cock, she ran her fingers over his sheathed cock. It was slippery with her juices. She could take it. Easing it back to her anus, she felt Adrian grasp it, and she held the arms of the chair as she worked her bottom against the pressure, relaxing enough to ease it inside.

“Fuck,” her head dropped back, her arms straining.

Adrian steadied her with one hand on her back, and she moved again, resting the back of her thighs against the edge of the seat between his legs, she leant forward to accommodate him. His cock seemed even larger and harder as it eased into her forbidden passage, and then she quivered, opened, and took him in.

Adrian grasped her around the waist, and drew her upper body back so that she had her back to his chest. Pure, ragged sensation shot the length of her spine, and her mouth parted. Seth was on his knees between her legs, stroking her splayed pussy. The pleasure that pulsed from his fingertips entwined with the intense, almost painful sensation at her rear, making her cry out and pant for breath.

Seth rolled his condom on, and moved the crown of his cock into her splayed opening, pushing inside.

“Oh, oh. So much.” Her voice was garbled as she tried to get the words out. Her body was primed for this, but the intense and various stimuli swamping her groin made it difficult to breathe.

“Can you take it?” Seth asked, his voice low. “Just tell me to stop, sweetheart, if you can’t.”

“It’s almost too much,” she said, and it came out on a blast of breath. “Almost.”

Seth braced himself with one hand and the armchair, the line of his mouth tight as he waited for her word, her command.

“More.” Her head rolled back, dropping against Adrian’s shoulder and he kissed her neck. Seth shifted again, the head of his cock wedged just inside her. “Give me more, slowly,” she instructed, emphasising that final word.

“You got it, whatever you want.” He gave it to her an inch at a time; slow, so slowly but inexorably stretching her to take his gloriously hard cock. Whimpering, her fingers locked on the arms of the chair, the sensory overload taking her over.

“Sorry,” she breathed, to Adrian, “I can’t move, can’t move.”

He gave a husky laugh against her ear. “No need to move.” His hands stroked her breasts from behind, outlining them through the lace. “We can do that for you.”

His hands moved lower. Cupping her bottom he manipulated her easily, shifting her position ever so slightly. The reverberations weren’t so slight—the two upright shafts inside her made her nether regions hum with sensation, heat swamping her.