And then there was another man kneeling on the bed in front of me, his strong fingers cradling my chin and opening my mouth wide. This time I knew it was Harrison as his cock slid into my mouth. He rumbled a moan from deep within his chest as he began fucking my mouth, using me in a way that heightened everything Jordy was doing from behind.
My orgasm crashed into me like a linebacker. All thought disappeared as pleasure exploded throughout my body, hard and intense and toe-curlingly good. Another man was on the bed now, kneeling next to Harrison, shoving in to get at my mouth. Archer, I knew. One cock was replaced by another, and I began sucking on him.
I sensed Harrison moving off the bed, taking over from Jordy. He was passionate with need now, his thick length practically crashing into me with every desperate stroke. As he took over, Jordy knelt on the bed and grabbed one of my hands, demanding that I stroke him with my fingers.
They alternated like this, a sort of musical chairs for which part of my body they wanted to use. A guy could last alongtime when switching around positions every few seconds, it turned out. Somehow, they seemed to know it was driving me wild. Somehow, they had the willpower to hold themselves back from their own climaxes. Another orgasm washed upon my shores, then a third. They came so rapidly it was tough to tell them apart, until I was caught in a never-ending cycle of intense ecstasy. It went on and on. Forever. An endless cycle of being shared between the three of them. Three men, each of whom wasmine.
By the time Harrison was ready to come, I was vibrating with electricity. His climactic roar echoed through the entire house as he pulled out of me, shooting his warm seed onto my bare ass cheeks. Jordy and Archer were just behind him, pushing me down onto my belly on the bed so they could jerk themselves off onto my lower back. The sensation of their come all over my skin was a sledgehammer to my soul. The muscles inside my pussy spasmed and squirted as I came one final time, harder than I ever have in my life, held down by three rugged men as I shuddered with beautiful release.
They were gentle after, a stark contrast to the rough way they’d taken me. All three of them glistened with perspiration from their efforts, but their smiles were wide and genuine.
“See, old chap?” Archer said with a crooked grin. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”
Harrison grunted. “Actually, it was pretty fucking hot.”
“Damn right,” Jordy said, tilting my chin up to kiss me.
“I still prefer you all to myself,” Harrison added, shoving Jordy aside so he could kiss me too. “I don’t like it when my thighs are brushing up against theirs.”
Archer fell onto the pillows. “Is that so?”
“I think you’re forgetting Helsinki in 2013,” Jordy said.
Harrison went stiff.
“What happened in Helsinki?” I asked.
Jordy was grinning widely. “Harrison here cuddled together with me for warmth.”
“That was different!” Harrison argued. “We were trying not to freeze to death.”
“Is that why you got a big old hard-on when we woke up the next morning?”
“I can’t help that.” He looked at me pleadingly. “I can’t help that.”
“No judgment here, big guy,” I said.
“I think I could help it,” Archer teased, a hint of a smile on his handsome face. “Were I ever in that situation.”
“Me too,” Jordy agreed. He gave me a wink. “Right, Kettlebells?”
“Right, Brownie.”
I laughed as my three men, my three lovers, my threeloves,continued bickering to each other in bed.
