Sharing Her

I lick my lips and try to channel Tiffany’s confidence as much as I can. I drape my arms around his shoulders and lace my fingers behind his neck. Immediately, I feel his cock touch my lips, and a shiver runs up my back.

“Do you feel good about this, Amanda?” he asks, stroking my ass with his thumbs as he holds me up.

“Uh-huh,” I say, nodding. I feel dumb, but I can barely form words, I feel so good. “Anything you want.”

“Good girl,” he growls, and he lowers me onto his cock.

I feel a sharp pinch that makes we yelp, but after that, I feel nothing but pure bliss. His crown is every bit as huge and fulfilling as it looked, and I sink all the way down to the hilt.

“Fuck,” he groans, breathing onto my face. His breath smells like cinnamon, and his cologne is manly and strong like my dad’s. “Not many girls can go all the way down, honey. You’re good.”

His approval makes me bolder, and I bite my lip. I start to move my hips up and down on his cock, and the look of pleasure on his face makes me feel so, so wet.

He puts a hand around the back of my head and brings me into a hot, fierce kiss as he starts bucking up into me.

In no time, we start working in tandem. His hips thrust up, and mine thrust down. David moves in a steady, unstoppable rhythm, and it’s hard work keeping up. Now I know how it must feel to work for him.

But if this is how that feels, I want to get signed up immediately.

I feel my whole body start to get tense, but I want to hold it back. I screw up my face as we kiss, trying to hold back so much pleasure, but I want to get him off at the same time as me. I don’t know how I’m able to think those things. It’s so unlike me!

I was always a preppy girl. I never even thought that many dirty thoughts. But being on David’s cock like this and realizing how much these huge, powerful men have wanted to claim me...it awakens something in me that’s just as primal and base as what’s in them.

“Just like that,” David groans as he fucks me harder. I feel his thick cock touching every part of my inner depths. I feel him pulse and throb inside me, and the thought that he wants to release in me as bad as I want it is too much to bear.

“I’m gonna cum, David,” I whimper, “I’m sorry, I wanted to make you cum with me!”

Something about my whimpering tone must have triggered something in David, because I feel his cock get stiffer and thicker than ever. He leans his head back and draws in a sharp breath as if he had just gotten burned, and then he brings his lips to mine in a hot, fierce kiss.

The next second, I feel his hot, thick cum shoot up into me, and it sends me spilling over the edge.

A full-body orgasm hits me, and I convulse and writhe on his cock. David shoots load after load of hot cum into my insides, plastering me with his pearly gold, and my squirming only gets more to come out.

I’ve never felt anything this thrilling. Getting more of that wonderful cum from his cock is better than anything I’ve ever tasted, and I want so much more.

David lets out a shuddering sigh when the last of his cum leaves him. My orgasm is still making me glow, and I open my eyes to give David a shy smile.

It’s enough to earn me another spurt of his cum up inside me, and we both shudder before I melt onto his chest. He wraps his arms around me and strokes my hair gently, moaning softly.

I hear the sound of something moving behind me, and I turn my head to see that Michael has his cock out, working his shaft as he looks directly at me with a hungry gaze. It’s like David isn’t even there--all he sees is me, and I feel like a deer in the headlights.

“Hope you’re not too tired, honey,” David growls. “Because now, you’re his.”

I feel a rush of excitement run through me as David helps me off his cock, and his cum spills down his spear before Michael takes me from his hands. I’m getting passed around like a prize to be used, and that alone sends excitement through my body.

“I’ve got you,” Michael coos as he takes my hips. I realize he’s about to take me from behind, and I brace myself.

But nothing could have really prepared me for the feeling of his monstrously huge shaft filling me up in one swift, strong thrust.

I let out a shuddering cry of delight when he enters me. I don’t know what Tiffany’s time has been like, but she can’t be having as much fun as I am.

Michael rips my remaining lingerie off and tosses it aside to make it easier for him to grope my breasts. He plays with them as if they were made just for him. He squeezes them one second and feels their weight the next, letting his thumbs explore the stiff nipples and toy with them idly.

He wastes no time in bucking up into me. While he does, David watches my bouncing breasts and starts touching himself, massaging his balls and shaft in the afterglow of his orgasm.

Michael reaches around to my front and starts fingering my clit while he bucks up into me. Each thrust touches a new, deeper part of my pussy at a whole new angle.

I never realized that a different position could feel different, but it’s a whole new experience. Michael’s swollen crown grinds against parts of my inner depths that David’s cock couldn’t get to from that angle, and I love every second of it.