Her mouth remained open.
“One thick inch in,” she heard Troy mutter through gritted teeth. “You’re so tight, Anneke. Such a beautiful ass.” He patted her butt and began withdrawing.
“No!” Her anal muscles gripped his cock hungrily.
Troy hesitated.
“I want,” she begged, her breathy voice an indicator to her own ears as to how much she wanted to be stuffed by both men.
Troy pulled himself all the way out, paused and pressed his cock against her again. He slid in with more ease. The lubricant helped relax her even more while providing slight warmth.
Minor pain gave way to the pleasure of being filled so completely when Troy ’s cock was buried to the balls.
Both men shifted positions, still keeping themselves inside her. Anneke gripped the arm of the couch and rocked back and forth, the sensation of being fucked first in one hole then the other causing her orgasm to spiral quicker within her.
Bill’s mouth claimed a breast while fingers tangled in her hair and tugged lightly.
The feeling of both men fucking her, pumping into her helped her settle into a smoother rhythm, allowing her to concentrate on everything around her. The smell of hot cinnamon and apricot from the candles, along with sweat forming on her brow, kept her focused on the one thing she wanted most right now.
To come like a rocket!
Gentle thrusts picked up while both men fucked her, stimulating her clit from one angle or her pussy from another. She bobbed up and down, higher and higher as adrenaline coursed through her.
Gripping her hips tightly, Troy pumped harder, faster, sending heat from the many nerves in her asshole throughout the rest of her body.
Anneke shook. The build-up of another orgasm started low in her groin and spread throughout her body, causing her to feel lightheaded and warm.
A thin sheen of sweat covered Bill, and her hands slid along the smooth skin of his shoulders. She tangled her hands in his hair, yanking his mouth to her breast while his tongue worked magic that set her nerve endings in her pussy overload.
Troy ’s thrusting picked up again, his balls crashing against her ass while Bill continued to pump upwards into her.
Anneke’s screams of “Oh Gawd!” and “Fuck me!” filled the air along with both men’s grunting and groaning. Finally, Troy shot inside her, his cock quivering rapidly.
She threw back her head, yanking her breasts from Bill’s mouth. She cupped her chest, and rode both men higher into a zone where the only thing she saw were stars and rockets. Bill’s continued pumping slammed against her clit, slicking it up with pre-cum until he’d gripped her waist and came deep inside her.
She gripped both cocks with her muscles and squeezed the last bit out of each man before falling forward, her hair spilling over her back and Bill’s shoulders.
Tender fingers stroked her spine until those fingers met the tops of her legs and caressed the sweet spot where her thigh met her hips.
Soft kisses caressed her sweat-covered forehead while a pair of arms wrapped around her and stroked her hair.
Both men pulled out of her. Troy sat down beside her.
Bill adjusted himself so that Anneke sat between the two men, her pussy dripping cum.
Troy ’s cock was still hard, despite his release.
Anneke licked her lips at the prospect of another round with both men. Looking around, she brushed her hair out of her face. She leaned back on the couch sighed. Turning her head, she rolled onto her back and looked at both men, each wearing a satisfied smile on their face.
“That was fun.” She giggled, tossing her head back.
Two hands clasped hers and held them. “Yeah it was,” Both men said.
The warm afterglow set in. Anneke closed her eyes for a moment only to doze off.
The next morning, she woke up still nude but on the couch with a blanket thrown over her. Slightly disappointed that neither man had offered to share his bed with her, she stood up, stretched and felt pain in her ass and between her thighs.
She licked her lips at the delicious feeling.
The scent of fresh coffee, dark roast probably, wafted through the air. She turned around to see Troy in the kitchen, three cups on the counter. Sunlight beamed in through a window, brightening the entire kitchen. She looked at the marble countertops, and noticed fine hardwood cabinets and updated appliances. Definitely not a bachelor pad.
“Morning, gorgeous. How’d you sleep?” Troy offered a smile that could melt her heart.
She picked up the blanket and wrapped it around herself. Padding into the kitchen, she studied Troy ’s face for a moment before yawning. Her hair must look like shit, but the desire in his eyes didn’t agree with her self image first thing in the morning.
“All right. But I would have slept better in a bed.” She nudged him in the ribs.
He leaned in for a swift kiss. His taste of mint toothpaste was mixed with his masculine sandalwood scent.
“Well, that’s the funny thing.” Troy scratched his head. “Actually my bed is broken, an accident of stupidity and too much beer, and I’m not about to share a bed with Bill. The old man moves about too much in his sleep.”
Laughter filled the room. “Someone say my name?”
Bill stepped into the kitchen.
Anneke turned around to see him dressed in jeans and a white T-shirt that showed off his broad musculature.
She licked her lips at the site of the two gorgeous men who had given her the ride of her life last night. “ Troy was just telling me about the loss of his bed.”
“Yeah.” Bill planted a chaste kiss on her cheek and reached for a cup of coffee. He handed it to Anneke. “Neither of us know how you take your coffee, but we figured you’d take time to teach us.”
She accepted the cup and brought it to her lips. It was black, which she’d grown accustomed to drinking at work.
She lifted an eyebrow. “You’re asking me to become a part of your life?”
Troy nodded.
She looked at Bill, who had a hopeful look in his eyes. “You see, the reason my ex invited me back into the bedroom when Troy was fucking her was that she believes I’m the more sensitive one while Troy is slightly more logical. It turned her on until she took a better job in a different part of the country two years ago and left us.”
“Seems rather odd.”
“Yeah, I had a way with the odd ones years ago. But now, we’ve got you?” His eyebrows rose.
“You both feel this way?” Anneke sipped her coffee, the bitter taste one she’d also grown fond of.
Troy nodded.
Anneke closed her eyes and lowered her head for a moment. Date two men who are absolutely crazy about her? Two men who were also not gay? Wake up to them on a regular basis, have the best ménage à trios of her life, or go back to her dull bullshit life where she had to hunt for a one man to satisfy her? Choices, choices.
She opened her eyes and smiled, taking each one of them by the hand and letting the sheet drop from her body. She stood there nude, nipples hard, pussy aching and ass sore from last night, a smile on her face. “I’m yours, boys.”
About the Author
Radio Host for Radio Dentata, BDSM Erotic romance author and passionate enthusiast, Sascha lives in Oakland California where every day is sunny and the weather is always gorgeous! He spends his time listening to death and thrash metal while writing romance novels. When he’s not writing, he’s listening to real estate education and motivational seminar material.
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