“I know I am,” River says, sounding more cheerful than he has in ages.
I think they all need this as much as I do.
I open up for Asch, letting his thick, hard cock slide into my mouth. His thinner girth means I can get around it easier, but with his length, he easily hits the back of my throat.
For a split second, I can’t breathe at all.
Fuck, that’s glorious.
This is the kind of breathless I always want to be.
Asch pulls back right as River presses the head of his cock against my ass.
“I’m not even going to ask if you’re ready,” River mutters, like that statement isn’t basically asking me.
It’s okay. I’ve been ready since the moment I got into the skimpy dress.
Asch’s breath hitches, and I look up to see that Blaze is behind Asch already, one hand on Asch’s shoulder and the other out of my view. Asch’s eyes flutter half- shut, and he presses forward into my mouth again with a quiet moan.
Blaze must be fingering him already. I want to give tips, but it turns out, getting fucked from both ends makes speaking really, really hard.
Also thinking.
And keeping my eyes open.
I close them and focus on the sensations. River thrusting his cock deeper into my ass. Asch’s cock trying to rob me of air. The scent of all our bodies. The heat of us.
“Fuck, Blaze,” Asch hisses, then grips my hair tighter.
I open my eyes to see Asch’s face completely red and sweating.
“It’s right there, yeah?” Blaze murmurs. He looks over Asch’s shoulder. “I could probably make him come with my fingers alone.”
I shake my head as much as I can with Asch still in my mouth.
“No?” Asch asks shakily, pushing deeper into my mouth before withdrawing almost entirely, then sliding back over my tongue until he’s almost in my throat. “Want me to save that for your pretty little cunt?”
I’d nod, but I really, really can’t move right now.
“Yeah,” Blaze says. “Somebody’s going to need to fuck her wide open, and it can’t be me or River. So you’d better hold on real good, Asch. You can’t come until River and I are both done.”
Oh, that’s so hot. Especially Asch’s panicked expression at realizing what he’s gotten himself into.
“Fuck,” Asch says. It’s really more of a whine, really, which is adorable. “You’d better hurry, then.”
River laughs, the sound already breathless. “This’ll be fun,” he remarks.
Blaze lays one hand across Asch’s stomach. I should be jealous, but all I can think of is how hot they are. I reach up awkwardly so I can touch Blaze’s hand too, connecting all three of us—while River is still fucking me, pushing me onto Asch’s cock.
“Here we go,” Blaze says.
I can tell the moment he penetrates Asch, because Asch goes completely still and gasps sharply.
“F-fuck,” Asch repeats, and for several long seconds all he does is grip my hair tightly while his expression screws up into a glorious combination of pain and pleasure.
He’s doing this for me.
For Blaze, too, but mostly for me, and my vision grows hazy with arousal.
