He hollered, “Fuck!” as my throat convulsed around his cock and then whimpered, “She can deep throat.”
I averted my eyes to Brent, who was kneeling next to me on the bed now, watching and stroking himself. He licked his lips and whispered, “Yeah, I taught her that. Took a while.” Slowly, he blinked, realizing what he had said and glanced at me. “Sorry, darlin’. That was rude.”
I hummed at him in forgiveness, because the comment was embarrassingly true, which simultaneously added another stimulate to my blow job. Cole shuddered and thrust harder into my mouth. I groaned and closed my eyes so I could thoroughly enjoy the feel and taste of him inside my mouth. His scent was intoxicating, and he tasted like indulgence. I sucked harder, enjoying his groans and shouts.
I felt Brent moving behind me before his strong legs surround mine as he sat between my much smaller ones. A wet, slipping glide of his tongue against my core made me scream against Cole’s cock. Cole jerked and slowed his thrusts. I looked up at him. His lush lips were parted and he was staring where my mouth glided up and down his slick cock.
Brent flicked my clit with his thumb and my eyes rolled back in my head.
Cole whispered, “Whatever you just did, she liked it.”
A pause.
“This?” Brent asked, flicking my clit again. I faltered on Cole’s cock.
Cole chuckled deeply. “Yeah, that.”
Brent spread me wider and thrust his tongue into me and repeated his flicking in quick circles. I screamed around Cole’s cock and suck harder, rubbing my core against Brent’s generous mouth and fingers. My orgasm took me by complete surprise. Cole had worked me up to a fever pitch earlier, but went Brent switched, using his fingers, and had two of them slick with liquid inside me and was slowly working another in uncharted territory, I froze.
I released Cole’s cock instantly and threw back my head and cried out, rocking back on Brent’s probing fingers. The finger he had been gradually working inside my anus, slid all the way in and my cry of pleasure rang out inside our room as I soared to the heavens. My cry slowly stuttered off as I shook and pulsed around him, clutching him tightly.
Cole bent down, kissing me hungrily as Brent continued relentlessly. He kissed my bottom and pressed another finger inside my virginal hole even as I was coming down from bliss. I choked and gripped Cole’s head greedily, eating at his mouth as Brent worked me from behind, catching the tail end of my orgasm, tripping and firing it back to a blazing inferno.
I was on the verge of crashing over again when he pulled away. I whimpered in complaint, releasing Cole, and glanced back at him. He kissed my rear once more and grabbed the condoms. He ripped them open and tossed one to Cole.
“She’s ready,” Brent stated, grabbing one for himself.
I quivered as need pulsed through my veins, throbbing at my core. I panted and made myself move, unsure of how they wanted to do this. All I knew was that I wanted them now. And they had better hurry the heck up.
I knelt on my knees and watched them put the condoms on. I glanced at the box. Yep, it was a size larger than what Brent used to get. I guess it was true that men sometimes kept growing into their twenties. I glanced down at his cock. Same wrappers and the condom fit perfectly. I glanced at Cole’s. Yep, perfect fit.Mmm.
Cole stated bluntly, “I get her ass.” He grabbed the K-Y.
“No, I get her ass. She was a virgin when I took her the first time, and I’m going to take her virginity there, too,” Brent stated just as calmly and yanked the K-Y out of Cole’s hand.
I blinked as they argued as calmly as I had ever seen them before, the bottle finally being dropping between them until the dispute was finished.
“I figured she was untouched there by the way she came just now. I think the playing field would be evened fairly when she chooses if I take her virginity there. You’ve already done it once. I haven’t. I want a part of her like that,” Cole stated factually.
“Guys, please,” I moaned. “I’m dying here. Just make up your minds. I don’t care who goes where, just as long as it gets done!”
The stared at me, and then Brent muttered grumpily, “Rock, paper, scissors.”
“Fine,” Cole griped.
I choked on stupefied laughter as they played a child’s game to figure out who was going to screw me in the behind. It bubbled up and I couldn’t contain it as Brent chose paper and Cole chose scissors. I fell over giggling when Brent scowled at his hand and Cole grinned victoriously.
“Are two serious?” I sputtered out between gurgles of hilarity.
Cole pointed a finger, flicking it between him and Brent. “It’s a thing we do.” He shrugged.
Brent still scowled. “Yeah, we have a thing.”
I choked. “Obviously.”
They stared at me as I tried to get ahold of myself and then at the bed, and back again. This went on for a while. They cocked their heads and kept glancing back and forth. I had to ask.
“What are you two doing now?” I questioned, wiping tears from my eyes.
