36 Inches (Size Matters 3)

"Come here," I purr in his direction. As if hypnotized by my words, Mason goes around the table as I lie back on top of it. He positions himself on the other side of the table, his cock right above my face, just one inch away from my mouth.

I smile up at him, shivering as Parker starts to rub his fat head up and down against my inner folds. I open my mouth as an invitation and, grabbing his cock with his hand, Mason guides it home; I close my eyes as his thickness slides over my lips and fills my mouth completely. In that exact moment, Parker thrusts and his cock goes deep inside of me in one single motion. It's almost as if someone is pulling my mind by the seams, ripping it apart from end to end.

If you ask me what date it is, I doubt I'll be able to answer. I don’t think I know what year it is. I don’t think anything but the cocks fucking into me right now matters and I like it that way … in this perfect, sensual moment. Hell, I fought tooth and nail to be where I am today, but all of my success pales in comparison with how it feels to have these two perfect men on me, their naked bodies vessels for the raging lust I breathed into them.

I want to moan; I want to scream! But with Mason's cock buried deep in my mouth, all that I can do is succumb to pleasure. I lift my arms over my head and lay my hands on Mason's waist; my fingers slide across it, and I grab his tight round buttocks, pulling him in. With gentle movements, he starts to thrust, his length going in and out of my mouth in the most delicious way.

As if they were one, Parker starts to thrust too, his pace matching Mason's with such perfection I can't even imagine how they do it. Perfection? Screw that, it pales in comparison with what these two are capable of. Perfect is just a meaningless word for them, nothing more than an appetizer.

They keep thrusting and thrusting, the rhythm growing at a steady pace. Soon enough I'm bursting with violent energy, my muscles quivering and starting to tremble. I can't help it; I have to grab Mason's cock by the root and take it out of my mouth, a muffled moan of delight turning into a throat-clawing scream of pure ecstasy. I keep jerking Mason as I become pleasure's hostage, Parker's cock ravaging me with the brutish ferocity of a man born to fuck women senselessly.

Without any warning, he pulls out of me, sliding his hands under my ass and turning me around as if I were nothing more than a lightweight rag-doll. No wonder, the man is all muscles, each one of them brimming with power. I’m on all fours on top of the table, my ass raised in Parker's direction; he slaps me across it with the back of his hand, the sound of the impact making me squirm in a frenzy of sweetened lust.

Mason runs his fingers over my face, and my eyes locking on his. There's more than lust there; there is passion, there is caring and tenderness. There's... love? The pounding of my heart against my ribcage is the only thing I can hear as those thoughts race through my mind. I look back over my shoulder and look at Parker, the same telling look on his face.

I smile. I'm fucking smiling, and all because of the way they're looking at me. I don't even know why I'm doing it. I just can't help it; my heart is feeling tight inside my chest, a joy I haven't felt in a long time nestled there.

I think I’m starting to really fall for these guys. They are more than just meat to me, and honestly that’s throwing me off guard. Sex...incredible sex, even, is one thing, but there’s not just sexual chemistry between us. There’s more. I can tell in the way that I’m starting to shiver at the sight of them. The way that I don’t want to let go of how my heart feels in this moment. I want to make this moment and this feeling last as long as it can, and I’m not going to buck against the rising tide of my emotions.

I can't fight this. I don't want to.

I take one hand and place it around Mason's neck; I pull him into me and kiss him, my mouth fitting on his perfectly. I kiss him softly, my lips brushing on his with such sweetness my heart starts to melt.

"Come here..." I whisper to Parker, looking at him over my shoulder. He goes around the table and stands next to Mason; I don't need to do a thing. He places one finger under my chin and leans into me, kissing me softly as Mason runs his hands through my hair gently.

I just want this moment to last forever.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath, allowing passion and lust to mix and course through me with a fury. When I open my eyes, there's nothing but pleasure on my mind. I grab their cocks by the base and pull them to me; I lean into Mason’s, taking it in my mouth as I push my head down, and then pull it out and devour Parker's, the scent on my pussy still lingering on his flesh. I suck them both, bobbing my head once on each of them before switching; I start doing it so fast that their flavor starts to mix inside my mouth.

Supporting myself with one hand on the table, I take the other one between my legs and press two fingers over my clit. I start rubbing on it as my tongue parts my lips and I start licking their glans. They come closer, their naked bodies so near they're leaning against each other.

I open my mouth wide, brushing my lips against the tip of Mason's cock and then changing to Parker's. I keep on doing it until they enter a trance of delight, both men leaning into me until I can kiss both their tips at the same time. Opening my mouth as wide as I can, I kiss them, my lips forcing their shafts against one another. They don't even move, their cocks twitching even harder the moment they touch.

"Take me," I moan, pulling back and looking up at them. Parker gives Mason a slight nod, and he acknowledges him by going back around the table and positioning himself behind me, his long fingers grabbing me by the waist as he points his hard cock toward the crevice between my thighs. I can’t help but repeat myself. “Fuck me, Mason.”

“Gladly,” he says, the tone of his voice almost like a shot of adrenaline. One thrust of his and my eyelids drop, his massive girth inside of me; blind with pleasure, I take one hand and grab Parker’s cock, guiding his meaty flesh against my lips. I kiss his tip, my tongue circling it in abandonment as my body rocks back and forth with each of Mason’s trust.

Parker grabs me by the head and starts to thrust too, his other hand grabbing my tits and squeezing them hard. I start bobbing my head, his cock sliding in and out of me furiously, and only stop to suck in the saltiness on his tip.

I’m completely going crazy here, their cocks completely punishing me, they’re claiming me so i

ntensely.

I jut my ass back at Mason, my ass cheeks slapping his thighs over and over again, the sound of it like music to my ears. Each time I rock my body back and allow Mason’s cock to slide deep inside of me, Parker’s thick member goes back out over my tongue; I then do the opposite, moving forward and making Parker’s cock brush against the back of my throat as Mason’s slides out. It’s a perfect pendulum motion, a never-ending flurry of pleasure dancing inside of me.

I go as fast as I can, my limbs growing exhausted with the rhythmic and flowing motion of my body. But I push through, not wanting to waste any minute. Mason grabs my ass then, his thumbs over the dimples on my lower back, and he starts to thrust wildly, a frantic rage pulling the strings of his movements. Fuck, I have to take Parker’s cock out of my mouth, my mind only capable of focusing on the delirious pounding Mason is handing out

My muscles are tensing up, everything in me about to explode. I let out a high-pitched scream as I erupt, my whole body shaking as if I have no control. Christ, I never felt anything like this. I lean into Parker’s cock as my body is consumed by a holy fire of ecstasy, taking him in my mouth and sucking on him as if I’m minutes away from dying.

My pussy has tightened up around Mason’s cock, but that doesn’t make him stop; on the contrary, it only makes him go harder and keep thrusting while waves of pleasure crash inside of me.

I open my eyes and, Parker’s member still inside of my mouth, I look up at him. His eyes are not on me, but on Mason; he’s looking at his rival as if he is in a trance, desire etched in his lips as he watches him fucking me relentlessly. They might tell themselves butt heads normally, but right now, they’re both working pretty damn well together to satisfy me, and it seems to be satisfying the both of them, too.

Mason’s constant pounding quickly derails my train of thoughts, his thickness obliterating any semblance of rational thought inside of me. I can’t think straight, not now. The only thing I can do is submit to the way my body is readying itself to come all over again, the last wave of pleasure still receding over my mind.

Mason slaps me across the ass as he thrusts, and then runs his fingers over my crack. With my eyes shut tight, I let fireworks go off behind my eyelids as he parts my asscheeks and brushes his thumb against my crack, gently rubbing it against my ass. God, I can’t believe I’m letting him do it. But I am, and I love it. I don’t know how this even happened, but these two men can do whatever they want to me.

They are mine, yes. But I’m also theirs.