I was the luckiest girl in the world.
Thirty-Three
CLAUDIA
Fucking just one of my new boyfriends was beyond amazing; I knew that already from being with them alone. But screwing two of them, at once?
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p; It was all new levels of pleasure and ecstasy.
Brandon took me first, making me groan loudly as he slid into me from behind. I was so wet, so totally turned on by the idea of what I was about to do that I could’ve accommodated the both of them at once — which in the back of my mind, was something else I was more than willing to try.
But not at the moment. Right now, all I wanted was to gratify them both. To give them the pleasure of my body, without regard for anything else. In short, I wanted to make them come. Bring them off in any way they wanted, as long as it involved using me between them.
I was manipulated sideways on the long seat, as Brandon and I began working up a steady rhythm. My eyes closed. My head was in Colin’s lap, his warm cock pressed against the side of my face as I stroked him up and down.
“Put it in your mouth,” Brandon urged from behind me. “I want to see it.”
My lips parted obediently and I slid Colin inside. His cock was smooth and beautiful, like his body. Lean and strong in the back of my throat.
Holy shit…
I let myself go, allowing my body to be rocked gently between them. Every stroke took me deeper. Every push and pull brought me closer to taking the full length of each of them; Brandon, deep in my pussy… Colin in my mouth.
“That’s so fucking sexy…” Brandon breathed. “Look at her…”
Colin was stroking my hair with one hand, pulling it away so Brandon could see. Someone moaned, I couldn’t tell who, and I opened my eyes.
The visual of being sandwiched between them nearly overloaded my brain.
It was crazy, being taken from both ends. Being shared by two men… men so close to each other they were almost like brothers, now connected — physically and emotionally — by my warm little body.
“She loves it,” Brandon went on. “Don’t you?”
I moaned in answer, around Colin’s perfect cock. “Mmm—Hmmph.”
Brandon’s hand went into my hair, pulling my head back. The angle caused Colin to pop from my mouth, drooling a rope of saliva down my quivering chin.
“What did you say?”
“YES.”
He released me, and I went back to sucking Colin off. Not for long though. A minute later Brandon slapped me playfully but firmly on the ass, then pulled out of me.
“Switch!”
It was hard to explain. The pleasure, the heat, the feeling of receiving that much attention. Attention from two guys I’d grown to respect and love — two men who were now my boyfriends, and not just my roommates any longer.
Colin filled me from behind, screwing me steadily as Brandon watched. He reached underneath, to where my breasts swayed beneath me. Played with my tits for a while, before feeding me his cock.
It went on like that for a while, the two guys casually spitroasting me between them. Sharing me. Passing me back and forth, like some sexy plaything. My pussy was always stuffed… my mouth, constantly full of cock. That part turned me on more than I thought it would — the feeling of just never being empty. Of not only pleasing someone, but two people at the same time.
The car heated up also. With three people writhing furiously in the back seat, the windows fogged over completely. I remember looking up and the theater was gone; everything outside had just disappeared, masked by a translucent layer of thick condensation. It was our breath. Our heat. Our sex… all three of us. We were the reason the windows looked frosted over like this, and that part turned me on too.
Eventually I ended up on my back. Colin fed me his manhood upside down, while Brandon kept sawing away, my legs over his shoulders.
He’s close… I thought to myself. I can see it by the look in his eyes.