Asher slaps my ass again. “Howdo you want us both?”
Grayson soothes his hand over my ass. “Do you want us both like before, but for me to feel how tight your ass is?”
I moan because I do, but I want to try something else. The other thing we’ve talked about.
“Or,” Grayson continues, pressing his finger into me alongside Asher. “Do you want to feel us both in your perfect little cunt?”
“Yes,” I moan. “That should make you two get along.”
Asher barks out a laugh. “The fact that we’re both here right now, willing to give you anything and everything you want, should say how well we get along.”
Grayson leans over my back even more, pushing his finger in even further and I tense, already worried about what I just got myself into.
“Yeah, Sunshine, look how well we get along.”
I want to say something snarky back but can’t get any words out. Especially when another finger joins the first and I cry out at the stretch, trying to breathe through it because Grayson is much bigger than two of his fingers.
“Are you okay?” Grayson checks in.
I nod. “Yes, please I’m ready.”
Asher grabs my face, moving it to his, thrusting up once again as Grayson withdraws his hand. I feel him move his position behind me as Asher brings our lips together, kissing me hard enough that I’m able to relax.
That is until I feel the blunt tip of Grayson’s cock against me, and I tense. Because they’re both so in tuned with my body and how I feel, they freeze.
“If it’s too much, tell us,” Grayson says.
“You’re in control, baby,” Asher adds and knowing it’s them and how much they really do love and care about me helps me relax.
So does Asher licking the seam of my lips and rubbing his tongue against mine as he deepens our kiss. I moan, my hips moving instinctually, rubbing against Asher’s pelvis as Grayson starts to push into me. He groans and I whimper into Asher’s mouth that mixes with his moan, and I feel his hands tighten on me to keep me still.
“Look at you, Sunshine, taking both of us. You’re doing so good,” Grayson praises as he continues to fill me alongside Asher.
“Fuck,”Asher groans into my mouth, kissing me harder, his teeth sinking into my bottom lip.
“Too much for you?” Grayson teases, and I want to laugh, knowing he’s not talking to me, but I’m also focused on how it feels like I’m being ripped apart in the best way.
“Never,” Asher groans.
“Your fucking piercings, dude,” Grayson grinds out, pushing in even more and I’m about to tell them I can’t take it anymore. Idon’t want to stop, but I feel like I may have to. The pressure and stretch are too much.
“I bet Rae would like if you got some of your own,” Asher retorts.
I hum, not disagreeing.
Grayson fully seats himself, and I breathe roughly as both the guy’s groan. “Fuck, you’re too tight like this.”
“Please move,” I beg.
They do just that, fucking me at the same time, and it’s the loudest we’ve all been. I’m so full and overstimulated, I really am just a toy for their pleasure. And I fucking love it.
“Always knew you were a needy slut for both of us,” Asher grinds out, holding me against his chest completely as he fucks up into me.
“So fucking beautiful taking us both like this. Your pussy is the best thing I’ve ever felt,” Grayson joins in.
Both of them talking to me, their dirty words along with their touch, the way they’re fucking me, it’s almost too much.
Itistoo much.
