“Fuck, you’re tight,” Calix growled, stilling all the way inside me.
Frasier continued to rub my clit in torturous little circles.“You like being used, huh?”
I whimpered against his mouth and nodded.“Yes.”
“Yes, you do,” he said, smacking my clit.
My knees jerked up, and I tightened around Calix again, making him grunt once more.Frasier peered over at him, then smacked my clit again.Another clench, another groan.And suddenly, my pussy was even wetter.
Seeing Frasier use me to make Calix feel good?
They didn’t swing that way at all, but—fuck!—it was so fucking sexy.
“Do it again,” I cried, wanting Calix to groan again.
Frasier smacked my clit, I tightened, and Calix grunted.Over and over.Until Calix finally rested my legs on his shoulders, wrapped his arms around my thighs, and began thrusting into me hard and fast.
“I-i-it feels so g-g-g-good!”I cried into Frasier’s mouth.
Calix pounded into me, each time releasing a soft grunt, while Frasier moved his hand from my clit to my breast, capturing my nipple and gently tugging.My eyes rolled back, a wave of heat rushing through me.
“Fuck,” I groaned.“Oh my God!”
After sliding one of his arms down my thigh, Calix placed his thumb against my clit, where Frasier’s fingers once had been, and massaged the sensitive bud back and forth.My legs began trembling uncontrollably, the pressure rising higher inside my core.
“Please, don’t?—”
Before I could finish my sentence, an orgasm ripped through my body.My back arched, and I kissed Frasier hard on the mouth, toes curled, head in the fucking clouds.Wave after wave washed over me.
Calix stilled inside me, waited a moment, then shoved himself even deeper.Once he finished filling me with his cum, Frasier shoved him out of the way and took his place, undoing his jeans and lining himself up at my entrance.
He moved the head of his cock back and forth, coating it with Calix’s and Rush’s cum.I stared up at him and spread my trembling legs even further apart, desperate for him to fill me all the way up too.
“What do you want?”Frasier asked.
“For you to fill me up,” I cried.“Please!”
“Good girl,” he said, pushing himself into me.
Calix was at my side, one hand stretched out across my stomach, fingers crawling toward my clit.I lifted my hips, helping move it closer because he was teasing me.They both were, and I couldn’t handle it anymore.
“Please,” I whimpered.“Please.Please.Please!”
When his fingers finally touched my clit and Frasier was pumping in and out of me, feet from the garden, I moaned out in pleasure.
Calix’s lips brushed against my neck.“That’s it, Hellcat.Let him hear you.”
Frasier grunted, and Calix continued rubbing my clit.
“You’re a fucking mess,” Frasier grunted, looking down at my cunt.“A fucking mess.”
“All this for us?”Calix murmured against my mouth.
Pressure built higher inside my core, and I curled my toes and nodded.“Yes.Yes, all for you!”I cried, the pleasure exploding through my body for a second time in just minutes.I nodded through the orgasm as Frasier stilled inside me.“For both of you!”
CHAPTERSEVENTY-SEVEN
ASTRID
