He turns me so that I’m facing the desk in front of the couch in reverse cowgirl with my feet braced beside his big thighs. He braces his hands on my hips while I reach between us, notching his cock at my entrance. I watch Dex step around to the front of the desk, leaning against the edge, stroking his cock. I brace my hands on Ryder's arms and sink onto his cock, letting his piercings drag slowly, savoring the feeling it causes.
“Shit,” Ryder grits out, “You feel so good.” I use my hold onRyder's arms as leverage to lift my hips. Dex’s eyes are glued to where Ryder and I are connected, still slowly stroking his tattooed cock. “Show him what he’s missing,Il mio sole,” Ryder whispers. “Make him so fucking crazy he can’t stand it.”
His words make me start riding him faster. His hips start lifting, fucking me from the bottom every time I sink down. “Just like that, Les,” Ryder groans. “Fuck.” His fingers dig harder into my hips, and I can feel his muscles flex in his forearms from my grip.
My eyes are glued to Dex stroking his cock, his breathing harsh. I slide my hand between my spread thighs and start rubbing my clit, wishing it was Dex with Ryder pounding my pussy. “Dex,” I moan, letting him know what I’m thinking. Ryder's grip gets tighter, taking over, thrusting so hard my tits are bouncing out of control, his thighs slapping mine. His thrusts are hitting that magic spot, and I can feel that pressure building like when I was with Holden, and I already know what’s about to happen. “Please don’t stop,” I beg. “Oh fuck,” I moan, and my whole body tenses up.
“Fuck,Il mio sole. Squeeze my cock,” Ryder groans.
I lift up until his cock slips free, squirting all over the floor in front of us with a scream. “Ryder!”
Dex’s eyes widen as his hand tightens on his cock; he groans deep in his throat, taking one step toward us.
Ryder runs his hand down my stomach and over my sensitive clit, making my hips jerk. “Do that shit again.”
He starts hammering into me again while rubbing my clit. When I squirt this time, I can’t even scream.
Dex takes another decisive step forward. “Stand up,” he rasps. Ryder helps me to a standing position, steadying me on my jelly legs. “Turn around and put your hands on his thighs.” I clench my thighs together at his order and turn around to do what he says. Ryder grins when I slide my hands up his thick thighs. I feel Dex step up behind me and tense in anticipation. He notches his thick cock at my entrance and thrusts in with one firm stroke, causing fire to rip through me at the invasion. “God, I missed this pussy.”
Ryder reaches up, rolling my nipples between his fingers. “You like his cock,Il miosole?”
“Yes,” I moan, pushing back onto Dex.
“Fuck my cock, Baby girl,” Dex groans. “Take what you need.” I can feel his hands hovering around my hips, but he still won’t touch me. Using Ryder’s thighs as leverage, I slam my hips back, taking all of Dex’s cock into my pussy again. “Good girl.”
Fuck, I love that.
Sliding my hands off Ryder’s thighs and onto the couch, I take Ryder’s cock into my mouth, all the way to the back of my throat. “Fuck!” he shouts, running his fingers through my hair and moving it to one side. “You like both our cocks in you?”
I moan in answer, vibrating on Ryder's cock and tightening on Dex. “Fuck yeah, she does,” Dex grits out, fucking me harder. The harder Dex slams into my pussy, the faster I suck Ryder’s cock.
Ryder braces one hand on my hip, holding me in place for Dex to pound into me, and that just sends me up even higher. “I need to see her face,” Dex grits out before pulling out.
Ryder flips me around to sit on his lap before hooking his hands behind my knees and spreading me wide for Dex. Dex leans down, braces one hand on the couch beside Ryder’s head, and slams back into my pussy.
“Oh fuck,” I moan, latching my hands onto Ryder’s arms so that I don’t accidentally touch Dex. Dex leans in to kiss me again, and it’s like all my dreams have finally come true, as stupid as that sounds. But kissing Dex and being this close to him makes my heart swell. I want to run my hands all over his huge chest, so I dig my fingernails into Ryder’s arm to stop the temptation.
“Fuck,” Dex breathes. I could feel my release building again from just looking into his beautiful grey eyes. “Come on my cock like a good girl.”
His words set me off, and my back bows against Ryder’s chest. “Dex!”
“Squeeze my cock, Baby girl,” he groans, slamming into me harder. I can feel him swell inside of me then he comes with a shout. He strokes in and out a few times before pulling out with a rush of cum; he pecks my lips before taking a step back.
Ryder lets my legs drop, slapping the side of my ass. “Hands and knees on the couch.”
He helps me get positioned with my knees on the cushions, and my hands braced on the back before slamming into me; Dex’s cum makes him slide in easily. He grabs my hips in a bruising grip, sets a relentless pace, and all I can do is hold on. “That was fucking hot,Il mio sole,” he pants out. “Watching you take his cock while he called you a good girl.” He reaches down and rubs my clit. “Come with me.”
My moans mixing with his groans make for a dirty soundtrack I would love to listen to on repeat. I love that all my guys are vocal during sex. It makes me feel good that I make them feel good too. He pinches my clit, and I shatter, taking him with me.
“Il mio sole,” he groans, holding himself still, emptying himself inside me. He smooths his hands up my back before kissing my spine. “You’re amazing.” He pulls out, and I can feel their cum leaking down my thighs, mixing together. “Let me take a picture of this beautiful pussy dripping our cum for Gage.”
I giggle. “Go for it.”
I hear Dex laugh, and I’m so relieved because that means he’s okay with what just happened. Ryder digs his phone out of his jeans, snaps the picture, then turns it around where I can see. He has his middle finger against my ass in the picture just for Gage, making me laugh. “You dirty, dirty boys.”
“You like us dirty,” Ryder says, planting a firm kiss on my ass cheek. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” He rummages around until he finds some paper towels in the little kitchenette. He gently wipes between my thighs. “Sorry,Il mio sole,” he apologizes, kissing my ass cheeks. “I’ll run you a bath when we get home.”
I don’t know how I ended up with five amazingly sweet men, but I’m not going to take it for granted anymore.
