“Oh, God,” I whine, knowing I’m not going to last long at all. My lovely minotaurs know exactly how to lick me, how to touch me, how to handle me so that I can’t fight off the orgasms, and right now, Jonas is making out with my pussy so good that I can barely keep myself upright.
I manage to pull myself back from the edge long enough to search for Henry. I want him in my mouth when I come. I want to have my hands wrapped around him. But when I turn my head to look for him, I don’t see him.
It isn’t until Jonas lets out a long, rumbling noise against my pussy that I realize what’s going on. I twist even further and there’s Henry, on his knees by the couch, sucking Jonas’s dick.
All the breath whooshes out of me, my arousal ratcheting up even higher, and I wish I was facing the other direction. I want to watch, but I’m all twisted up on top of Jonas, trying to look over my shoulder. Just before I turn back around, Henry takes Jonas all the way to the back of his throat, and Jonas makes a noise like he’s dying.
I look between my legs and find Jonas’s half-lidded eyes staring back up at me.
“You like that?” I ask, rocking on his mouth. “You like it when he sucks your cock?”
Jonas groans, and I shiver at the vibrations it sends through my pussy.
“Wait,” I say, feeling myself teetering toward the edge. “Not yet. I want to watch.” I lift myself up off his mouth and turn around. I settle back onto him, this time facing Henry.
Henry looks up at me and smiles. “Want to help?”
I nod, eager, and pitch myself forward until my mouth is inches from Henry’s, my body stretches across Jonas’s. Henry leans forward and kisses me, and I moan into his mouth. This is easily the sexiest thing that’s ever happened to me. Back in my hometown, I heard about people doing this kind of thing, having more than one person at a time, but I never thought it would be me.
We break apart, and Henry licks up the underside of Jonas’s cock while I lick a stripe along the top. Jonas whimpers and then tilts me, shifting so that his tongue is able to move higher, this time pressing into my asshole.
I gasp, my lips wet and pressed against the skin of his cock.
Henry’s eyes meet mine. “Is he getting you ready for us?”
All I can do is whimper. They’re both going to take me? Just the thought has me ready to orgasm. I’ve thought about this so many times, especially when I see them together, sitting beside each other on the couch or fixing themselves up for work. But neither of them has ever mentioned being interested in a threesome, so I always just assumed it was off the table.
Henry’s hand snakes out and fists into my hair. “We both want you, pretty girl. Now, open your beautiful mouth and swallow his cock.”
I am nothing but a puddle of desire. Between my legs, Jonas licks and licks at my asshole, his hand coming up to stroke my clit, pushing me closer and closer to an orgasm. So, I do what Henry says. I swallow as much of Jonas’s cock as I can manage. And when I think I can’t take anymore, I push down another inch, gagging and holding.
“Yes,” Henry hisses. “Look at you, taking him down your throat. So beautiful.”
I come off Jonas’s cock with a gasp just as Henry attaches his mouth to Jonas’s balls. He gives one a suck and then the otherright as Jonas sticks one fat finger into my asshole, and I topple right over the edge.
I don’t even make it all the way back down from my climax before I’m being moved around like a ragdoll. The boys position me so that I’m facing Jonas again, splayed out on top of him, and I barely have a moment to think before he’s buried all the way inside me. I scream, wrapping myself around him and pressing my face into his neck as he starts to plunge into me from beneath me.
But after only a moment, his hips slow to a stop, and then there’s pressure against my asshole. I push up on Jonas’s chest and look him in the eye.
“I can’t do that,” I say on a gasp as Henry sinks a finger into my asshole. “There’s no way you’ll both fit. I can barely take one of you.”
From behind me, Henry kisses the curve of my shoulders and then runs his tongue up the side of my neck, sending a shiver through me. “You’ll be able to take it. We’ll be really gentle, and I’m going to get you nice and ready for me.” At that, he sinks a second finger into me and I moan. It’s already so much, having Henry’s fingers in my ass and Jonas’s cock in my pussy.
“Mara, look at me.” Jonas takes my face in his hands, forcing me to meet his eye. “If you don’t want us to, we won’t. We can still share you without being inside you at the same time.”
I’m already shaking my head. My doubt definitely does not come from a place of not wanting it. I want it so bad I could die. I want both of them inside me. Having them both here, together, is more than I could have even known to ask for. If I had known this was an option, that they were intoeach othertoo, this would have been on the menu from day one.
“I want you both,” I say on a whine as Henry replaces his fingers with his tongue, pushing into me slowly. My mouth falls open, and I gasp for breath, even though I know I won’t getanother full breath until this is over. There’s no more oxygen left in the room.
I hear thepopof a bottle cap opening and feel warm liquid running down my backside.
“Kiss me,” Jonas says. And when I lean down to do just that, I feel his hands shift from my hips to my ass cheeks, spreading them wide for Henry’s cock.
When Henry starts to push in, I’m too distracted to keep kissing Jonas. All I can do is hold his eyes, as we all somehow become one, together like this. I am impossibly full. I am positivelystuffed. There’s no room left for oxygen or coherent thought or anything other thanfeeling.
When Jonas begins to slowly thrust again, he takes one of my nipples into his mouth. Trying to focus on any single sensation is like sticking a hand into a beehive and trying to catch a single bee. There’s too much. And it’s all happening at once.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” Henry says, sinking a little deeper into my ass. “So tight around our cocks.”
