“Could you tell who was touching you?” I’m curious. In the future she might be able to tell, but she never saw Drew’s or my cocks before the blindfold came off.
She shakes her head and I pinch her nipple, making her inhale sharply.
“Use your words, trouble.”
She shivers beneath my softened touch. “No, sir. I couldn’t tell who was who.”
“Did you want to?”
“No, sir. It was perfect.”
I cup her breast and slide my hand between her thighs, teasing my finger along her pussy. “Do you want more than one of us to fuck you at a time?”
My finger grows wetter, giving me her body’s answer. I slide my finger up to her clit and circle it lazily.
“Yes, sir. I liked it when Finn went down on me while I went down on Dante, and the other way.” Her eyes lose focus as I work her clit. Her hips rock with my touch.
She tightens her hands on my shoulders as her lips part on her soft breaths.
“What if I fuck this pussy while you swallow Finn’s cock?”
Her gaze focuses on mine. “I want to take you one at a time first, but then I’m open to play.”
Her hand trails down my chest as her eyes remain on mine, waiting for me to tell her to stop, but not this time. This time, she can be the one in control. Her fingers sweep down my abs and brush my hard cock.
“You’re a beautiful woman, Sara.”
Her eyes widen. I’ve never had the chance to tell her that. But I’ve always thought it.
She wraps her hand around my erection and strokes it. Her gaze drops to my cock as she runs her fingers over the head and veins.
“Will I be able to tell which one of you is fucking me?” She lifts her eyes to mine and I pinch her nipple as I thrust my fingers into her wet cunt. She moans as her pussy flutters around my intrusion.
“Do you want to? Do you want to know us so intimately that you could pick us just by the shape of our cocks?” I grind the palm of my hand against her clit.
Her mouth softens and her eyes unfocus as I fuck my fingers in and out while stimulating her clit. She squeezes my cock. When she cries out her release, her pussy drenches my hand.
I move quickly, taking her hands and pressing her back onto the bed. With her hands beside her head, I thrust my cock deep into her weeping cunt and she moans.
“Sore?” I pause, letting her adjust to my size, worried because this time I don’t want to hurt her.
She shakes her head, then remembers. “No, sir.”
I draw her hands over her head and grip her wrists together with one of mine, stretching her body out beneath me. I hook my other hand beneath her knee and pull it up next to her chest.
“Wyatt.” Her eyes capture mine as I draw out and punch back into her. “Oh, fuck, that feels good.”
“Eyes on me, trouble. I want to see your eyes when you come for me.” I’m not as gentle as I was before, but everything in me knows she can take it. She was built for me. Her hips lift to each of my thrusts, taking me deep inside her.
“Keep this here.” I release her leg and she pushes it against my shoulder to hold it there. I reach between us and rub her clit while I piston in and out of her tight little cunt.
“Oh, fuck,” she shouts and comes on my cock. Her eyes stay on mine even as they lose focus. Her cunt milks my cock until I can’t take any more.
Groaning, I thrust in deep and kiss her. My release takes my breath away as my cock coats her insides with my warm cum. This is what I always wanted. What I dreamed of. She moans into my mouth as an aftershock clutches around me.
If it was just her and me, I’d stay here, deep inside her, until I could fuck her again, but my girl is on a mission. When I get her alone, we’ll see exactly how much she can take.
Sara
