Satisfied 2X

“Remember what I told you today, baby. You have to relax. You have to let me in,” Wyatt’s voice was strong behind her.

Jason teased her to the point of madness.

“Please take me there. Please,” she begged. “I’m so ready for you both.”

“You are.” Jason smiled. He looked past her and nodded to Wyatt. In that moment, she knew the three of them had entered into a deal they would never back out of it.

This was their moment. Hers with the two men she had chosen to share her body with. Her men who would take a part of her ripe and virgin. Innocent and naïve. A part of her she wanted them to have.

Her body seized with searing pain as Wyatt eased himself inside her. He didn’t stop. He didn’t let her adjust. With one slow thrust he breached the sacred barrier. He pushed past the ridge of muscles, pumping his full cock inside her.

“Fuck, nothing has ever felt this good.” He pulled her hips back to meet his.

“Wyatt,” she cried.

Jason reached up to her chin. “Relax into it. Open up. Spread your ass for him. Wider. Much wider,” he urged.

She’d never been filled so fully in her life. It was as if her brain turned off and her nerve endings took over. There was pain. There was burning.”

She hissed as Wyatt’s fingers dug into her hips. She didn’t know if she could keep going, but with his next thrust he sliced into her, turning the foreign feeling into cataclysmic waves of soothing heat. She reveled in the friction.

“Oh yes,” she moaned, dipping her hips up and down, playing with the angles Wyatt could reach. Each stroke was beautiful and full.

Jason palmed her tits, massaging his hands over the tight buds. “Love, you’re a fucking rock star. Open your pussy for me.”

“Oh yes. Please yes.” She wanted more. If it was this delicious from behind, she couldn’t imagine how it would feel with pleasure under her too.

She wiggled enough and as Wyatt withdrew, Jason slammed into her. She realized he had been patiently waiting his turn and he was at his limit.

“Oh fuck, she’s tight,” he howled. “Fucking glory.”

Kayla was lost in the ecstasy. She was spiraling through blinding light. Every direction she moved was filled with an experience she’d never had. His cock filled her in a way that was like home—familiar and right. He pushed inside her, hilting himself against her walls.

She threw her head back, reveling in the rhythm of the three of them.

She knew to trust them. She knew they would take her higher and higher. They knew exactly what they were doing. Wyatt plunged deep in her ass, as Jason shifted her off his pulsing cock. Wyatt would in turn press her hips onto Jason’s cock as his dick slowly withdrew. Her back arched. It was beautiful. The cadence of their movements grew closer together. Each man was picking up his pace. The tempo built as their frenzy for each other escalated. She realized what was happening. What she wanted. What they wanted. They were going to fuck her at the same moment. Bury themselves inside her together.

“Oh, Oh,” she mewed. Her body wildly waved between them like a seesaw. She bounced her tits on Jason’s face as he pushed her toward Wyatt then shoved her on his own cock.

She clung to Jason’s shoulders. It was all happening so fast.

“Oh God,” she moaned.

“That’s it, love. Fuck us. Fuck us hard.”

She clawed and gripped when the climax came for all three of them. She felt stretched and pulled. So whole she thought she would burst into embers. There was fire in her core. Lava-like rawness in her ass. Her blood was on fire and she was pulsing and moving, trying to find a release.

“Wyatt! Jason!” she screamed their names as the orgasms split through them all.

She bucked wildly, feeling the apex of her climax spin her off the planet.

Wyatt sheathed himself full in her ass before he emptied himself inside her. She closed her eyes, reveling in what he gave her. Then they popped open when she looked down and saw Jason’s orgasm wrack him. He pumped. One. Two. Three. And his release was hilted deep in her pussy.

Wyatt held her hips as he rolled her on the bed next to Jason.

Wyatt kissed her neck.

“Say something, baby. Are you ok?” He was still firmly inside her. It was overwhelming how much of her he had taken.