I laugh and lean down so I can take him into my mouth. Roux groans. It’s one of those sounds that’s deep and guttural.Finally. I bring him to the back of my throat before wrapping a hand around his dick so I can jerk him in time with me sucking him.
The couch shifts behind me, and I feel Oscar’s wet fingers at my hole. It’s difficult to concentrate on one of these men over the other, especially when Oscar’s fingers sink into me. I grunt, curling my back down so my ass is sticking out, then try to focus on Roux’s dick and giving him pleasure.
I’m shit at splitting this kind of attention though. Being worked open as Roux makes such sexy sounds... It’s torture. The good kind of torture.
I try my best to make Oscar’s masterful work with his fingers into background sensations and listen to Roux moan. There’s almost a harmony to it. I suck on him in different ways, swirling my tongue and flicking his cockhead to see if I can modify his tenor. It’s a huge adrenaline rush when I can.
“I’m going to come,” Roux gasps.
Oh no. We can’t have that. I release his dick with a wetpopof my mouth. “How do you feel about me riding your cock, Roux?” I ask.
The quiet little whimper that leaves his mouth has my dick leaking. He nods eagerly. “Yes.”
Oscar hands me a condom as if he already knew where this was leading. Glancing at him over my shoulder, he’s smirking. He definitely knows.
I wrap Roux’s dick in a condom then climb onto his lap. We adjust on the couch a bit until we’re in a position that’s more accommodating, then Oscar reaches around me to stroke some lube onto his dick.
“I’ve waited so long for you, Roux,” I say as I reach under me to set his dick into place.
He starts to answer, but his words cut off as I slide down his cock. He groans the sexiest sound as I sink onto him.
Heat washes over my body like the sun just came out. I can’t catch my breath as I lift up only to lower myself back onto him. His hands land on my thighs, then move up to hips. His grip is tight as I begin to ride him.
Roux’s hips move with mine so we’re meeting in the middle. I think his expression might mirror my own as we stare at each other, unable to look away. Does he feel the way ribbons circle us? Tying us together? Making him an irrevocable part of me?
Oscar moves behind me. His hand is gentle on my back as he guides me forward. “Can Oscar join us?” I ask. Maybe I get the words out. I mean to ask at any rate.
I must have said them out loud because Roux nods. “Yes.”
“His dick with yours,” I clarify.
“In your ass? At the same time?”
Oscar chuckles, his lips brushing my shoulder. “If that’s okay, Roux.”
“Yes. Definitely. That sounds hot.”
I lean further forward, bringing myself down so my face is in Roux’s, giving Oscar better access to my hole. We’re still staring into each other’s eyes as Oscar’s fingers join Roux’s dick inside me. One, then two. Three. He continues to stretch me as Roux moves within me.
“This feels incredible,” Roux says. “I can’t wait for all three of us to connect like this.”
I rest my forehead on his. “I feel like I’ve waited for this moment for my entire life, Roux.”
He nods. “I wish I’d met you two years ago. I’d say sooner, but people get weird about ages when you’re seventeen years and three-hundred-sixty-four days. One more day, and you’re exactly eighteen years. Somehow, that makes all the difference like it’s a magic threshold we cross.”
Oscar chuckles behind me and shifts closer, the head of his dick pressing against my hole with Roux’s. Roux stops moving.
“Age is a funny thing,” Oscar says. “We focus on it far more in modern times than anyone ever did in history.”
If he keeps talking, I don’t know. I lose his words once his cockhead presses inside me, joining Roux’s dick. I gasp, groan, and close my eyes. He’s gentle, his hand moving over my ass cheek lightly. Soothingly. Encouragingly.
My entire body burns as he gets deeper.Deeper. Fire erupts over my skin and floods me. I can’t breathe.
Wow. I don’t hate this at all. We can do this every night. Every day. Every hour.
Maybe I said that out loud since both men laugh. There’s a moment when we’re still. When Oscar is deep inside me and I’m nothing but a vessel for their dicks. My lungs struggle to take in another breath. I justfeelso much. So, so much.
Then he’s moving, just Oscar at first, but soon, Roux is too.I’m nothing but a bundle of nerves. Pleasure inundates me, though the burning of being stretched so wide doesn’t fade away completely. It’s there, but it’s wonderful. It adds so damn much.
