But they weren’t done with me yet. Not even close.
Before I could catch my breath, Troy and Rhett were already shifting positions, communicating with nothing but eye contact and subtle touches. Troy moved between my legs, replacing Rhett, who now knelt beside my head, his cock still hard. I was floating in that hazy space between orgasms, oversensitive yet somehow still desperate for more, my body humming with need as Troy’s strong hands gripped my thighs, spreading me wider for him.
“My turn.” His voice dropped deep. He tore open another condom packet with his teeth, rolling it down his massive cock while maintaining eye contact with me.
I reached for Troy, guiding his cock into me, moaning as he positioned himself at my entrance, the blunt head of his cock pressing against me without pushing in. “Good girl.” He turned to Rhett. “Come here, babe.”
Rhett kneeled beside us, and Troy reached forward, gripping the back of Rhett’s neck and pulling him into a deep, filthy kiss over my body. The sight of them kissing while I lay beneath them, ready and wanting, was unbearably erotic.
Troy broke the kiss, his hand still firm on Rhett’s neck. “Hold her legs open for me.”
Rhett moved back down the bed to grasp my thighs, spreading me wide for Troy’s view.Troy ran a finger through my wetness, making me squirm. “So wet for us. So ready to be fucked.”
Being used by both of them, passed between their hands like something precious and filthy at the same time—I’d never been this turned on in my life. Every nerve ending in my body was screaming for more.
Troy pushed forward, entering me in one slow, deliberate thrust that had me crying out, my back arching off the bed. He was bigger than Rhett, stretching me in a delicious burn that walked the perfect line between pleasure and pain.
“Fuck,” I gasped, clawing at the sheets as he bottomed out inside me. “Oh my god, Troy.”
“That’s it.” He held still, letting me adjust. “Take all of me, baby.”
Rhett leaned down to capture my mouth in a kiss that was tender given the intensity of the moment. I melted into it, grateful for the gentleness as Troy began to move, establishing a rhythm that had me building toward another peak.
Troy’s hips snapped forward with increasing force. “Such a good girl. Rhett, watch me fuck her. Look at how wet she is for us, how her pussy stretches around my cock.”
Troy pulled out, shoved a pillow under my ass, and slammed back into me.The force of it drove the air from my lungs, a strangled cry tearing from my throat as he filled me. There was no gentleness now, no careful building—raw, primal fucking that had my toes curling and my fingers scrabbling for purchase on the sheets.
“Fuck, yes,” Troy groaned, his fingers digging into my thighs hard enough to leave marks as he pistoned his hips, each thrust hitting deep inside me. “Take it, baby. Take every fucking inch.”
Each stroke dragged against that spot inside me that made my thighs shake, and I could feel another orgasm building already, impossibly fast, my body wound so tight I thought I’d shatter. I was drowning in sensation, my mind going blank except for the overwhelming pleasure building inside me.
Troy’s hand shot out, grabbing a fistful of Rhett’s hair. “Get down there.” His voice was rough, authoritative. “Lick her clit while I fuck her.”
Rhett didn’t hesitate, didn’t question. He moved between Troy’s arms, positioning his face right where Troy’s cock was pounding into me. I felt his hot breath against my sensitive flesh first, then the wet heat of his tongue as he found my clit.
“Oh fuck!” The words barely made it past my lips before dissolving into incoherent sounds. The sensation of Troy’s cock filling me with brutal efficiency while Rhett’s tongue circled my clit was too much, too intense, too everything.
I tried to speak, tried to tell them how good it felt, but words wouldn’t form. My brain had shut down, reduced to nothing but nerve endings firing in rapid succession. All I could do was feel—Troy’s cock stretching me, Rhett’s tongue laving my clit, the obscene wet sounds of their combined efforts, the heat of their bodies surrounding me.
Troy’s grip on Rhett’s hair tightened, forcing him harder against me. “That’s it, baby. Make her come on my cock. I want to feel her squeeze me.”
Rhett moaned against my pussy, the vibration sending shockwaves through my system. His tongue flattened against my clit, lapping faster as Troy maintained his punishing pace. Troy’s rhythm faltered, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he approached his own release. “Fuck, I’m close,” he groaned, his fingers digging into my hips hard enough to leave marks. “You feel so fucking good, Aims.”
Rhett sucked harder on my clit, and I whimpered as my body convulsed under the onslaught, my pussy clamping down onTroy’s cock, making him groan. I watched his eyes roll back as he threw back his head with a roar, unloading into the condom with a deep, grinding thrust.
Before I could process what was happening, Troy was pulling out and tugging Rhett forward, positioning him between my legs.
“Your turn.” Troy guided Rhett’s cock to my entrance. “Fill her up, baby. Show her how good you can make her feel.”
Rhett entered me with a smooth thrust, groaning at the sensation. “So wet.” His eyes were glazed with pleasure. “So fucking perfect.”
Having Rhett inside me again while Troy controlled every thrust from behind him—I was so oversensitive that each stroke bordered on too much, the pleasure so sharp it was almost pain, and I wanted more of it, wanted them to wreck me completely.Troy tied off the condom and tossed it into the trash, then moved behind Rhett, his chest pressing against Rhett’s back as he gripped his hips, controlling his movements. “That’s it.” Troy guided Rhett’s hips with his own. “Give it to her hard.” He yanked Rhett’s mouth around to his, kissing Rhett wildly as Rhett thrust into me. The pleasure was too intense to bear, and I whimpered beneath them, slamming my hips up into Rhett’s with every thrust as Rhett seemed to melt under Troy’s control, his thrusts becoming deeper, more purposeful as Troy directed him.
Rhett’s face was flushed with exertion. “Aims, I’m not gonna last. You feel too good.”
Troy reached around Rhett’s body, his fingers finding my clit once more. I cried out, not sure I wanted that stimulation anymore, but too addicted to the pleasure to stop him. “Come with him.” His fingers circled the swollen bud with expert pressure. “Let me see you both fall apart.”
I was already so close again, my body hypersensitive from multiple orgasms. It took only a few more thrusts, Rhett hitting that perfect spot inside me while Troy worked my clit, before I was coming again, my vision blurring at the edges as pleasure crashed through me in relentless waves.
