Who Falls Hardest (Clearwater University)

I swallow hard, feeling the first flush of an orgasm spread through my body. Something about the intimacy, the familiarity, and the pure filthiness of Trent’s action makes my heart pound harder in my chest as my body hits a new level of arousal.

“Please,” I gasp, releasing Reese from my mouth long enough to beg. “Trent. Fuck my ass. Now!”

I don’t need to give him any more encouragement than that.

He grunts something under his breath that I’m too delirious with need to make out, and then I feel the thick head of his cock find my tight back hole.

Oh, shit. He was right.

He stretched me out, spent time preparing me, and it’s not the first time we’ve done ass-play. But this is something else entirely.

As he begins to press inside, moving slowly and gently to let my body adjust, I groan at the sheer size of him.

Holy fuck. He’s so big. There’s no fucking way he’ll fit.

“You can do it, Ems. I know you can take me,” he whispers in a choked voice. He sounds like he’s dying, and I can only imagine how tight I must feel around him.

I want him to be right. I want him inside me so damn bad. I want to feel him and West inside me at the same time, their cocks separated only by a thin wall, moving together, filling me up.

So I concentrate on Reese instead, letting my body do what it instinctively knows how to as I allow my muscles to relax. Everything I’m feeling, I pour into the blowjob I’m giving Reese, sucking and licking and slurping at his cock as all three men watch me.

“That’s it, Ems. Just like that.”

West’s voice is low, and he slips a hand between us as he speaks, finding my clit and rubbing in fast circles.

The jolt of sensation that flies through me makes my body tense up again momentarily, but then the pleasure begins to seep through my body like a slow-moving wave, filling each of my limbs and letting me take Trent fully.

I feel it the moment he’s finally all the way inside. His hips rest against my ass, and every time he or West moves, sensation radiates outward from my core.

Tears sting my eyes as I take Reese all the way into the back of my throat, swallowing until my gag reflex kicks in and then repeating the gesture, wanting to feel all of them as deep inside me as possible.

“Yes, beautiful.” Trent’s whispered words brush against my ear. “You’re so perfect for us. For all of us.”

And then we all begin to move.

Slowly at first, careful to take care of each other.

Then faster and harder as need and desire swirl together, as the last vestiges of pain and tension dissolve into nothing but pleasure.

I don’t speak. I literally can’t.

But little noises pour from my throat, reverberating around Reese’s cock, and the grunts and curses of the three men surrounding me fill the air, becoming the only soundtrack I ever want to hear.

A sheen of sweat covers my body, and my muscles begin to shake with effort. I lose track of time, of anything but the present moment, as we all rock together, thrusting and grinding and grasping and licking.

And when I finally come, it’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.

I feel it in my whole body, a starburst of sensation that momentarily blocks out every bit of light.

I’m floating.

I’m breathless.

I’m free.

I’m fucking loved.

Then pleasure rips through me like a bolt of lightning, and I scream around Reese’s cock as Trent and West both swell and pulse inside me.