“You can’t decide what I want, Kingston.” I sit up and start taking my clothes off. I haven’t got time to fuck around. Fucking around leads to thinking, and I don’t want to start thinking. If I start thinking, then I’m going to think of them too much, and then I will lose control. So, I throw my clothes on the floor, so I’m naked, and I lay back down.
“I will tell you when it’s too rough!” I look over at Devon. “Maybe I need a bit of rough.”
He smiles. Kingston looks back over at Devon, and he nods. Kingston takes a deep breath and lunges for me. I gasp and writhe on his face as I feel the bed dip at the side of me. Devon takes my face and turns it to meet his as he kisses me with soft, tender kisses, and the opposing sensations are making me delirious. I reach one hand into Devon’s hair, gripping him tighter and pulling him into a more frenzied kiss. As I slide my fingers down into Kingston’s hair and tighten my grip, he winces at the shock, and I grind myself against him.
“Fuck,” he grunts into my pussy as he attacks it again.
I hold his hair tight, and I steer him towards where I want him and grind into him. I gasp into Devon’s kiss, tasting myself on his lips as he flicks a rough thumb over my pebbled nipple. He smiles into my kiss and pinches, causing me to groan, and he grins.
“You do like it a little rough, don’t you?” He nips at my lip, then smiles again. “Fuck, you’re gonna be dirtier than we ever imagined, aren’t you?”
I give him my own smirk and mumble into the kiss. “Let’s see, shall we?”
He groans as I pull back from the kiss and slide my hand down his body, reaching for his dick. I slide my fingers around it, but they’re nowhere near touching. I pull a little, and he shuffles on his knees a little closer. I’m just about to wrap my lips around him when I notice Kingston’s stopped. He’s watching intently, and I grip harder into his hair and buck my hips up to meet his face. He gasps, and I grin as I lick up Devon’s cock and wrap my tongue around the head.
“Fuck, King, I don’t think she’s as sweet as we thought.” And with that, I slide my mouth around him, encasing his whole dick in my mouth till the dark curly hairs at the base of his shaft tickle my nose, and I swallow, holding myself there with his dick in my throat.
“Oh, fuck,” he grits out, and Kingston sucks me harder into his mouth. I ease off a little and thrust against Kingston’s face harder as I slam Devon’s dick back down my throat. “Shit, wait.”
He tries to pull off, but I glare at him. And he relaxes his hands, and I suck harder. He groans as he cums in my throat, and I swallow it down, saliva running from the corners of my mouth as my orgasm hits and Kingston bites down on my clit. I scream out around Devon's dick as I release onto Kingston’s tongue. He groans and grunts as he laps at my entire pussy, sucking my lips into his mouth, licking every inch and spearing me with his tongue. As I mumble a scream out around Devon, while he finishes cumming. I pop my lips off, panting for breath.
Kingston’s still kneeling between my legs and panting. My hand has released his hair and no longer has it in a death grip, but he needs a release. I can see it in the way his shoulders are tense. Devon flops onto his side, panting with a dazed grin across his beautiful face. I sit up and turn around so my head is facing Kingston, and I flop onto my back and let my head drop off the end of the bed. I look at him from my upside-down position on the end of the bed. “My face ain’t gonna fuck itself.”
Devon coughs out a laugh, and Kingston’s gaze flicks to his for a second before he steps forward. “I’ll tap out if I need to.” I wink. “But don’t count on it.”
He stutters a breath and leans in, resting his dick on my lips, and I wrap my arms around him, gripping his arse cheeks in my hands, and I pull him forward slowly till his balls hit my nose. I swallow and then relax my hands. He groans and starts slowly fucking my face. I can feel him. He’s still so tense, and I dig my nails in hard, making him thrust into my throat, and he groans but gets the hint. He eases back slightly, and then all bets are off. He slams into my face with the most delicious reckless abandon. He loses his rhythm almost immediately. The strokes are no longer calculated. They’re animalistic as he pounds half a dozen strong thrusts before he pulls back so I can swallow, and then he thrusts back in again. I writhe my arse on the bed, and Devon recognises what I need and slides over my leg to lay between them, he thrusts two fingers straight in and twists as he licks and nips at my clit. I gasp against Kingston, and he fucks my throat like a man that’s been in prison, held back, locked up, and is finallyfree. His arse cheeks clench against my fingers, and I grip harder. I want the pain. I want the discomfort. I want to feel something other than rage since I lost everything, and Kingston doesn’t disappoint. He thrusts harder, and I groan when he pulls out. I spit a little, and he thrusts back in. I chuckle, and he groans as Devon thrusts his fingers in and out of me, rubbing expertly at every nerve ending. It’s like they crawl into my skin, and I start to scream out as I cum, and I cum real hard, as the extra vibrations rumble through Kingston’s shaft from my screams as I orgasm. He growls as he cums down my throat, holding himself against my face as I battle to swallow it all and come down from my own orgasms. He holds himself so tight against me that I can’t breathe. I refuse to tap out, though, so I swallow and try to breathe through my nose as I scream out my next orgasm. Devon never lets up till I’m almost passed out. He pops off my clit, and Kingston finally pulls out. I sit bolt upright and gasp and cough for breath, and when I flop back on the bed, I’m met with two pairs of stunned eyes. Their gazes are full of intrigue and wonder.
“What the fuck did we invite into bed with us?” Devon mutters, and Kingston chuckles as he drops onto the other side of the bed. We lie like this for a while, the boys slowly stroking up and down my legs and over my stomach, and it feels… nice. It feels comforting, and I’ve had very little of that lately. I close my eyes for a second and just enjoy the feel of it.
“You going to sleep on us?” Kingston smiles.
“No, just resting my eyes. Are you ready for round two?”
I smile, and Devon grins. “Round two, huh?”
“Yeah, I’m ready when you are.” I lean up on my elbows, and I’m met with two smirks.
“You ever been fucked in the arse?”
I blurt out a laugh. “Just come right out with it, Kingston.”
“That’s not a no, bro!” Devon Smirks.
“Once or twice.” I grin.
They share a look, and Devon slides closer to the middle and grins at me. “Hop on, beautiful.” He strokes his hard cock a little while I move towards him as Kingston gets off the bed.
“Where you going?” I frown at him.
“I’m coming in the back door.” He winks.
Devon leans over to the table at the side of the bed and pulls out some condoms.
“I’m clean,” I say. I want to feel everything. I don’t want to be careful. I want to be reckless. We're all on borrowed time anyway, even if they don’t know it.
Devon looks sceptical at me and shares a look with Kingston before tossing them back on the table. He lays back down and lets me climb up him, straddling his legs. I hover over him as the bed dips and look over my shoulder at Kingston, grinning at me. “Lean forward first.”
I cock a brow at him but do as I’m asked. Devon opens his legs while Kingston shuffles between them. He lines up with my pulsing pussy and pushes in slowly.
