36 Inches (Size Matters 3)

I feel the warmness of their seed gushing into me as they slow down their rhythm, each spasm of their cocks unloading what seems like a gallon of semen. Just two seconds into it and I can already feel cum dripping out of my pussy and ass, their cocks gliding over it easily.

“Oh, fuck… You were right, Megan, this is perfection,” Madden whispers as he pulls his cock out of my ass. I roll to the side then, taking Tristan’s cock out of my pussy, and simply collapse on the floor, my chest rising and falling fast as I try to catch my breath.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Madden asks me and, before I know it, he’s kneeling in front of me. He grabs my knees and forces me to spread my legs; then, he just dives into me with his open mouth.

He crushes his mouth against my pussy and devours me with an intensity I never experienced before. His tongue and lips work feverishly, ravaging my folds as he sucks them dry, scooping up all the cum dripping out from inside of me. When he finally pulls back from me, his mouth his glistening with semen, beads of it sliding down his chin.

“My turn,” Tristan says, pushing Madden to the side and locking his eyes on mine. Leaning forward, he grabs me by the waist and forces me to turn around, laying me flat on my stomach on the cold floor. He grabs my ass cheeks in a fraction of a second and, spreading them wide, he then brings his mouth down to my ass.

Whimpering as I feel his tongue going up and down my ass crack, I can’t help but jut my ass back at him as I feel his lips going over my ass hole. Holding me tight, he licks my ass with the same kind of intensity Madden used just moments ago, sucking and licking like a wild animal that just escaped from its cage.

“Now this was intense,” he whispers as he pulls back from me and, rolling to the side, collapses on the floor next to me, strands of cum dripping down his chin. Madden lays down on the other side of my body, and I just roll to my back and look up at the clear sky overhead.

“It was,” I agree with a whisper, and then turn to the side and rest one hand over Madden’s chest. Reaching for his mouth with mine, I shove my tongue past his lips and close my eyes as I taste the cum coating the inside of his cheeks. Then I do the same with Tristan, allowing the taste of both their seeds to blend inside my mouth, creating the most sinful (and delicious) cocktail on Earth.

“Thank you,” I find myself saying, running my tongue over my lips and licking them dry.

“For what?” Tristan asks me, his words hanging in the air. I wait for a second, allowing my brain to string the truth into a sentence, and only then do I speak, a bright smile on my lips.

“For the most perfect moment of my life.”

Megan

Sitting on the chair in front of the flat screen, I smooth my hand over my hair, nerves flaring. This is it. The finale.

I have no idea what might happen. I’ve broken the rules, as far as I can tell.

I’ve lost my virginity.

But this is unprecedented. There is no clear winner here. Except maybe there is.

Because when I glance at Tristan and Madden seated on either side of me and they each take one of my hands, squeezing in reassurance, I know that I’ve won. I have the two of them, no matter what happens in the next few minutes.

The flat screen comes to life, and Chase’s face appears, smiling his perfectly straight white smile as always.

The live audience attending the finale is visible behind him, and a rush of nerves hits me again.

“Good evening, Tristan, Madden, and Megan. Are you ready for the finale of Biggest Licker?”

I smile for the hidden cameras. “Ready as I’ll ever be.”

Tristan and Madden’s fingers tighten on mine, and they both give me reassuring smiles.

“Well, Megan,” Chase continues, “I have to say, you’re not like any contestant I’ve ever seen before.”

The audience laughs in appreciation, and I start to flush, knowing they’ve all seen everything I’ve done over the past week. But then they start to

cheer and clap, a chant rising up that’s audible even through the walls of the apartment.

“Megan, Megan, Megan…”

Wow. I didn’t expect that. They sound like they actually support what I’ve decided. Like they really want me to win this. Even though I don’t think that’s possible anymore.

Chase laughs. “As you can see, you’re clearly a fan favorite. In any other circumstance, I’d say you’d be a great contestant on a new show, but something tells me you aren’t looking for love anymore.”

I smile. “No, Chase. No, I’m not. I’ve found all the love I could possibly hope for.”

Times two. I look from Tristan to Madden, their love clear in their eyes as they both smile back at me.