Sharing Her

“This one’s mine,” Brett says proudly as he pushes the door open. Inside is the biggest bed I’ve ever seen, so comfortable and firm-looking with satin sheets and natural moonlight filtering in from a window on the ceiling. It draws my eye so much I barely notice the rest of the gorgeous room.

Best of all, it smells like Brett’s cologne and his natural musk.

Mike carries me to the bed and tosses me onto it, and I yelp as I bounce. He takes hold of my ankles and pulls me to the edge so he can pull my shoes off for me and toss them a

side.

“We’re a little impatient,” Mike says with a wink as Brett starts to strip, but he stops halfway through pulling his shirt off.

“Hold up, Mike,” he says with a wicked smile. “This is Maddie, after all. Let’s make her work for this.”

“I like how you think,” Mike chuckles at me, and he nods at my legs. “Why don’t you show us how much you like what you see?”

“Huh?” I ask, confused.

“Mike hasn’t gotten a chance to see you in action,” Brett says, and he makes a swirling motion with his fingers between his thighs. My eyes widen as I realize what he means.

“C’mon, Maddie,” Mike growls. “Do it for me?”

I bite my lip. “I fucking hate you both so much,” I whimper, but I find myself opening my legs wide for them.

I’ve never been so exposed for anyone in my life. I never thought my first time would be for these two.

My fingers touch my overstimulated clit, and I whimper as I feel electricity shoot up my body again. But the boys reward me for it.

Both of them strip their shirts off at the same time, and I swear, it’s like a dream come true. Their muscles are perfect, with endless abs running down to a V that hints at how strong their crotches are. They kick their shoes off, then undo their pants and toss those to the side.

I start moving my fingers faster around my pussy, my big blue eyes flitting to each one as they strip for me. Soon, there’s nothing left on either of them but their boxers, and I’m already feeling close to the edge.

“I’ve always wanted to have you in my room,” Brett says as he approaches me, and I see the massive bulge sticking straight out from his boxers. “But this? This is better than any of the times I thought about you in the shower.”

I let out a whimper at that thought, and I feel my body tensing up, ready to come at any second already.

Then Brett drops his boxers.

His cock is long, thick, and ribbed with veins. His dark, bulging crown looks like it’s desperate to be inside something.

Mike does the same, and his is just as unbelievable. I had no idea the two of them were like this, but I always hoped.

“Alright, good girl,” Brett says teasingly as he gets on his knees and pushes my legs apart. “I’ve always wondered how you tasted.”

Before I can react, he sticks his face to my cunt and lets out his tongue. I want to stop him, but I’m already so, so close to cumming that my body won’t let me. The next second, I feel my high school bully’s tongue run up my slit and lick up the honey I’ve been spilling on my fingers.

I toss my head back and lean on my elbows as heat crashes up my body. I’m right on the brink, and Brett’s moaning as he works his tongue toward my clit only pushes me closer. His tongue is strong and huge, and it’s so nimble that the tip plays with my clit in a way that makes me feel just as good as when Mike had me.

His tongue darts out over and over again, to the point that I feel like a guitar string pulled so tight I’m about to snap.

Mike approaches, massaging his cock, and just the sight of him with Brett eating me out does it for me.

I squeeze Brett’s head between my thighs and let out a long, high-pitched squeal as I come on Brett’s face, dousing him in my honey, and he doesn’t let up. His tongue keeps washing over me, pushing my lower lips aside and exploring the place that’s been so private, so sacred to me all my life.

I’m these guys’ toy now, and I’m loving every second of it.

“Damn, Maddie, you made a mess,” Brett growls, and I swallow, ashamed of myself. Brett crawls up the bed to me, looming over me with a face covered in my own juices. “Let’s see how you like it.” He presses his lips to mine, wetting my face with my own cum, but that isn’t what he meant.

He shoves his whole cock into me without warning.

I scream into his kiss, but he holds me with a grip so tight I doubt he can even feel me thrashing. Once he’s down to the hilt in me, he breaks the kiss and sits up, scooting us back and picking up one of my legs to drape over his shoulder.