He lines up the head of his cock and presses into me. He’s thicker than GlowStick, and it’s almost too much. I gasp as he slowly fills me—inch by inch—until I’m stretched around him.
“Fuck,” I groan out. “You’re gonna split me in half.”
“You can take it.”
Every thrust presses me harder against the stone, and I scream out in ecstasy. He is brutal, and I fucking love it. Then I hear boots on stone, and I glance up to see Breadstick climbing onto the boulder.
“You’re so fucking loud screaming like that,”he says, crouching beside me.“Do you want some random out here to listen to you getting fucked?”
He strokes my hair, then his fingers trail down to my lips.
“You going to open up for me?”he asks, and when I do, he slips two fingers into my mouth.
I moan around them. Behind me, Harry fucks harder in response, as if the sight turns him savage.
“Messy little mouth. Bet if I pulled my cock out right now you’d choke on it so good.”
I whimper around his fingers and nod.
“Fuck, that’s hot,”he groans.“Use your mouth, baby. Show me how much you want it.”
I suck and swirl my tongue. I give him everything I have, while Harry fucks me from behind. It’s filthy and raw. I’ve got spit down my chin, a cock pounding into my pussy, and my knees are bruised from banging against the rock.
I’ve never felt so good.
Breadstick removes his fingers, and Harry’s grip tightens. With one hand tight on my hip, his other slides lower, and then I feel it. His thumb, wet with spit or cum, circles my ass.
My breath catches as he presses in slowly and carefully, inserting just the tip inside me while his cock is still buried deep in my pussy. I let out a strangled moan that gets swallowed by the tip of another cock now waiting at my lips.
“Holy fuck,”Breadstick hisses as I eagerly take him in.“This mouth.”
Harry doesn’t stop. He fucks me slower now, deeper instead of harder, with his finger teasing my ass until I’m shaking from the stretch, the burn, the fullness. Every nerve in my body lights up, and I come again, my pussy clamping tight around his cock.
“Too much?”Harry asks.
I shake my head, as much as I can with Breadstick’s cock in my mouth, and he groans, his rhythm breaking. With one final thrust—deep and hard—he comes with a grunt, pressing his hips tight to mine. I feel every pulse inside me.
When he eases out, Breadstick also pulls his cock from my mouth.“Move,”he says to Harry, his voice rough.“My turn.”
He jumps down from the boulder and grabs my waist before I can even shift. My pussy’s aching, wet and used, and he slides into me with ease. Breadstick drives his enormous cock into me hard, both hands gripping my ass so tight I’ll have handprint-shaped bruises there tomorrow.
“You wanted all three of us?”he growls.“You get us. Every inch. Every fucking thrust.”
I scream. There’s no holding it in, not with him pounding into me like this.
He leans forward and lets go of my ass, only to spin the chain around and pull it tight.“You going to come again for me?”
I’m already there. My whole body locks up as another orgasm tears through me.
Breadstick doesn’t slow. Not until I’m shaking beneath him, not until a fourth orgasm has built and my screams echo around us. Someone finds my clit, and I’m pushed over the edge again, a string of curses tumbling from my lips as stars dance in front of my eyes. Breadstick’s hips slap against my ass one last time before he shudders and stills.
For several hazy, long seconds, all I hear is our heavy breathing.
“How was that for a dicking?”GlowStick finally asks, helping me up.
My legs tremble, and I laugh. “Pretty damn good. A-plus for performance.”
After I get dressed, Harry scoops me up bridal-style and carries me the whole way back to Levi’s truck.
