“Not yet,” Milo said. “I think you could use a little attention to make sure your overactive imagination doesn’t focus on anything but our cocks.”
They pushed me onto my back, spreading my legs wide. I reached for them desperately, my hands finding their cocks, stroking them both as I tried to pull them closer, feeling the silk of their skin and steel of their erections. “Please,” I whimpered. “I need you inside me. That’s the whole point.”
“So greedy,” Milo murmured, moving the vibrator closer to my clit but not quite touching it. The vibrations teased me, promised me pleasure just out of reach. “But after seeing your toy stash, I know exactly what you need. We’re going to take our timewith you. We’re going to make absolutely certain that all of your questions are answered before we leave.”
“Xavier?” I whined, glancing up at him. He looked a little startled, like maybe he hadn’t expected Milo to take it this way.
“Don’t run to him when I already told you what we’re doing,” Milo said. “Can you be a good girl and let us make you scream?”
“I guess so.” I pouted, squirming to try and get the vibrator closer to where I needed it as he rolled it inches from my clit.
Xavier opened the lube, coating the small plug generously. “Relax for me, June-bug,” he said, his fingers circling my ass, massaging, preparing me. The pet name made something warm bloom in my chest even as my body trembled with need.
I stroked them both harder, my hands moving in rhythm, trying to use their pleasure as leverage. “Please,” I begged again. “You can fuck me anywhere, both of you, just please—”
Milo pressed the vibrator directly against my clit and I cried out, my hips bucking up off the bed as intense pleasure shot through me. But just as quickly, he pulled it away, leaving me gasping.
He dipped his lips close to my ear. “You okay, sweet girl? Not overstimulated?” I was very overstimulated, but not in a way that I hated. “I’m very grumpy that you haven’t fucked me yet. Does that count?” Milo laughed, kissing my inner thighs, blowing lightly against sensitive skin. “We have to prep you, to make sure your body is ready to take both of us. Okay?” “Iguess,” I huffed. I felt the plug pressing against my ass, slick and insistent. “Breathe, June. Let me in,” Xavier murmured.
I forced myself to relax, to breathe through the initial burn and stretch as he worked the toy inside me. The fullness was overwhelming, strange but not unpleasant, and when it finally seated fully, I gasped at the sensation.
“Fuck, babygirl, you’re doing so well for us, letting us play with your pretty body,” Milo breathed, his eyes dark as he watched. He reached for another toy from my drawer, a deliciously shaped vibrator, one of my favorites, and coated it with lube. “Ready for more?”
I nodded frantically, beyond words now, my entire body thrumming with need. Xavier’s hands held my thighs spread wide as Milo slowly pushed the second toy inside my pussy. The dual sensation of being filled in both places was almost too much, pleasure bordering on overwhelming.
“Look at you,” Milo said, his voice rough. “Taking both of them so well. Such a good girl for us. Do you still have questions about whether or not this is good.”
“N-No,” I whimpered. “It’s good.”
Milo turned on the second vibrator and I nearly screamed, my back arching as the vibrations traveled through me, amplified by the plug in my ass. They worked in tandem, Milo controlling the toy inside me while Xavier slowly fucked me with the plug, pulling it partway out before pushing it back in.
“Please,” I sobbed, my hands still desperately stroking their cocks. “Please let me come. Please fuck me. I need—I need—”
“What do you need?” Xavier asked, his voice dark and commanding. “Tell us, June. Use your words.”
“I need you inside me,” I gasped. “Both of you. Real cocks, not toys. Please, I’m so close, I need—”
Milo stopped the toys, and I cursed at him.
“She’s feisty,” Xavier murmured.
Milo leaned forward and nipped my neck. “Next time, maybe I’ll tie you down and work on you for hours.”
I whimpered, my body oversensitive but still craving more. My hands had stilled on their cocks and Xavier guided them back into motion.
“Keep touching us,” Milo commanded. “I want to feel your hands on me while we make you come apart.”
They edged me again and again, bringing me right to the brink before pulling back, denying me release. My thighs trembled, my body slick with sweat, and I was babbling incoherently now, begging and pleading and promising anything if they would just let me come, just fuck me properly.
“I think she’s ready,” Milo finally said, his voice strained. “I don’t know how much longer I can wait.”
Xavier nodded, slowly removing the plug from my ass. I felt empty, aching, desperate to be filled again. He reached for a condom, rolling it on with quick, efficient movements, then coating himself with more lube.
“I’m going to fuck your pretty pussy now, June,” Milo said, rolling onto his back and reached for a condom, sliding it on. “And Xavier’s going to fuck your ass. You’re going to take both of us at the same time. That what you want?”
“Yes,” I sobbed. “Yes, please, god yes.”
Milo helped me climb over his hips, guiding me down onto his cock. The stretch was exquisite, my inner walls sensitive enough to feel every ridge and vein in his thick shaft after being denied for so long. Xavier slipped the plug out.
