“And why don’t you make yourself come again just like this.” Neil guided my hips a slow, rolling rhythm. “Then, I’ll fuck you, too.”
There was hardly anything I loved better than being totally filled by them. That had been a secret fantasy of mine all through college, but I’d never found myself in one of those fabled wild co-ed dorm orgies that porn and urban legend had promised. Now, I could have it any time I wanted.
“I want you both to come in me tonight,” I gasped, the thought of it tightening the white-hot spiral centered in my pelvis. “Oh god, at the same time. I want you to come at the same time.”
Neil lifted his head to kiss me. El-Mudad said, “We can certainly try.”
“And if you can’t do it,” I said, feeling particularly evil and naughty, “You still have to keep going until everyone is done. I don’t care how painfully sensitive you are.”
Neil pulled his mouth away. “You’re a demon, you know.”
“I know.” It was the thing I found hottest about the times Neil fucked me while El-Mudad fucked him. Trapped in either my pussy or ass, helpless to stop the stimulation to his post-orgasmic cock, Neil would cry out and thrash and beg. He’d actually used the safeword once, and El-Mudad and I had both privately agreed that we’d made him come twice. My cunt clenched at the memory of the way Neil had tucked his head against my neck, his jaw clenched, sweat pouring from him as he had suddenly begun to thrust again, his body working against itself. He’d shouted in what had sounded like the most exquisite, tortured pleasure. He hadn’t even taken time to come down before he’d pulled out of my ass, crying, “Red!”
It was one of the rare times I’d ever heard him use the word, and his voice was seared into my memory.
I reached down and touched myself as I fantasized, the slide of my pussy over Neil’s cock making wet, obscene noises. I wanted him inside me so badly, wanted El-Mudad... My orgasm was the only delay, which made it surprisingly difficult—and enjoyable—to be patient as my already satiated body worked itself up once more. I thought about the way El-Mudad had jerked himself off onto my tits to finish when Neil had tapped out, how the heavy, hot droplets had felt landing on my skin while I’d played with myself, my legs splayed lewdly open as Neil’s cum had trickled from my ass to pool on the sheets beneath me. I thought of how that hadn’t been the end of it for me; I’d been so fucking turned on, I’d begged El-Mudad to bring me to climax over and over until I was so exhausted I’d had to be carried to the shower, and even there I’d wanted more. It was like I’d been addicted to my orgasms. I was quickly feeling that way now.
“I’m coming!” I gasped, my release taking me by surprise. My eyes flew open, and I stared down at Neil in shock at the powerful jolts that went through me, my body almost convulsing with the intensity. “Please fuck me now. Please!”
It was a request I made of both of them, and they were swift to comply. El-Mudad hastily pumped more lube over me, scooping it up with his fingers to quickly coat me inside. The bottle sputtered, so he’d used nearly all of it on me and on his cock; when he touched the head to my opening, he slipped right inside. Neil guided himself into my cunt, and together they entered me slowly, deeply, stretching me until I was too full, ready to split apart.
Ready to be fucked.
El-Mudad reached for Neil’s hands and, threading their fingers together, pressed them into the mattress. I squirmed between them; they were both taller than me, so I felt more or less enveloped by their bodies. El-Mudad kissed me at the top of my spine, then leaned over my shoulder. Neil raised his head, and they joined their mouths with mutual groans of passion while they both carefully withdrew and thrust in again. There wasn’t much for me to do but lie between them and get fucked; there was nothing else I really wanted to do, though, so I didn’t mind. First, they moved in unison, leaving me nearly empty one moment, before gliding into me as though they were a single body. Then, as their breathing grew harder, they lost a bit of that mutual rhythm, each of them speeding up until they pounded me mercilessly.
“Don’t forget,” I warned them, breathless. “Come at the same time, or pay the price.”
“I don’t think that’s going to be possible,” Neil practically whimpered. “I beg you to reconsider.”
I smiled sweetly at him. “No.”
He let out an agonized, humorless laugh, which quickly turned into a gulp and a dry, cracking, “I’m too close.”