Jesus. This is hot.
“I’m coming!” She wails. “Grant!”
Grant fucks her through her orgasm as I try not to lose it myself. I need to be inside of her when I go over.
“Fuck, I’m close.” Grant pulls out and rips the condom off. He begins to fist himself over her ass.
“Shit.” I plunge back into her swollen cunt. Shit. Too good.
I hear Grant groan, and I watch as he marks her ass with rope after rope of cum. I keep fucking her, chasing my orgasm. Lost in this moment.
My thumb smears Grant’s cum over her pucker. Jesusfuckingcrist.
“Oh… no… I…”
“Shhh… It’s okay.” I pant. “Just my thumb. I’m pushing his cum inside of you. I wish you could see how fucking sexy you are right now. I’m about to cum, wishing I was filling you up.”
I gather more and push it in. My hips are jerky and frantic. The sight of his cum going into her virgin ass does me in.
“Jo! Fuck!”
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Jolee
Wow.
These men have figured out a way to make me absolutely speechless. This was worth all the touches, the teasing, and waiting. Incredible. Will every time be like this? I don’t have the experience to go on, but my gut says yes. That it's these men, this situation, and the timing have made it all amazing.
We built something uniquely ours.
Strong arms help me up. Clay pulls me in close for a kiss and holds me up.
“Now we need to feed you and then do this again.” He wiggles his eyebrows playfully, and a light laugh escapes me.
Kisses land on my ass after Grant has me clean up. The man does have an obsession, but I’m not mad about it. My dress is long forgotten.
“You might have to carry me, because that dissolved my ability to feel my legs. I really don’t have words for how amazing that was.”
“No problem. Up you go.”
He picks me up effortlessly, and I melt into him. Boneless and incredibly content. They do this to me.
Clay sets me on his lap and feeds me the delicious meal that Grant made. The wine warms me up further and keeps me in a blissful state.
The guys talk as I lie on Clay, full and relaxed. My eyes close, and I think about how sexy we must have looked. And him touching me… there.
I’ve never thought about anal sex. Hell, I was barely thinking about sex in general. How much am I missing out on? Are they going to want to do that to me? Do I want to try it?
I squirm a little in his lap as I think about it, and if I’d want their huge cocks trying to work their way inside of my ass.
“You okay?” Clay asks, drawing me out of my thoughts.
“Um… yeah. Just thinking.” I feel my cheeks heat, and he’s going to know exactly what I’m thinking about it.
“You’re thinking too hard for someone who just came on my cock.” I feel the rest of my body heat up in response. There’s no hiding when you’re naked.
“What exactly are you thinking about, Jo? Anything we can help with?” He smirks. Yeah, he fucking knows, or at least he’s hoping I’m thinking dirty thoughts.