with his head on a pillow. A condom landed on his stomach and he grasped it, ripping it open and rolling it on quickly. He patted his thighs. “Come here, honey. Slide that pussy down my cock.”
She turned, throwing one leg up and over his hips, so she straddled him. She let her hands slide up as she moved, caressing and enflaming him. “I love the way you feel. So hard, every muscle tight with need. Need for me.”
“Fuck,” he moaned. “I need you all right. I need to feel that pussy surrounding my cock. Need to feel those tight nipples rolling against my tongue. So stop teasing us because I know you want the same thing.”
He was right. She did. She rose high, moving until her pussy hovered over his thick cock. Gripping him with her hand, she held him steady while she sank down on him. She could feel his thighs bunch, the muscles clenching tight as he held himself still. They both moaned as she settled fully against him.
“Come here.” Luke tugged her until she fell forward, her hands resting beside his shoulders on the mattress. “You feel so good.”
She rolled her hips against him. “You feel pretty amazing yourself.”
He reached up, wrapping his fingers in her hair and tugging her even closer until their lips met and meshed. His teeth grazed her bottom lip, nipping before he slid his tongue deep to banter with hers. She moved her hands, so she cupped his face, holding him to her, not wanting the kiss to end.
She felt Rick move behind her and trembled with the anticipation of his cock pushing into her ass. His hand pressed on the small of her back, positioning her the way he wanted. His cock pressed against her anus, slick with more lube. She sucked Luke’s tongue and moved her hands to clench the sheets as Rick pressed inside.
The burn grabbed her, her ass fighting the penetration at first as muscles strained to hold him back even as she relaxed to let him in.
“Fuck,” Rick groaned. “You’re so tight. Are you sure?”
She jerked from Luke’s mouth. “I’m sure. Just thrust it in. I can handle it.”
She panted, dropping her head to Luke’s shoulder, licking and sucking his flesh. She was on fire, nerves stretched taut and screaming. Rick was moving too slowly, only giving her an inch at a time before pulling back. She wanted him now. The burn had already bled into pleasure. She needed more, and she needed it now.
“I thought you knew what you were doing?” She taunted him. “I thought you were going to fuck me until I screamed and begged you to stop. Hell, instead, I’m begging you to get started.”
Rick jerked against her, his cock thrusting further, but still not all the way.
“I think that’s your cue to fuck her ass,” Phil said with a chuckle.
She glanced up and met his eyes. He stood by the head of the bed, his cock at full mast again.
“Are you joining us?” She purred the question, eyeing his cock and letting him know how much she wanted him again.
“If they ever get started, I might.”
“Fuck you,” Rick panted.
“No, for the love of God, fuck me!” River cried out and thrust her hips back on Rick. His cock finally buried fully inside her. She’d pulled almost completely off of Luke’s cock, but he remedied that with a hard thrust up into her.
“Oh, yes. Oh, God, yes.” She moaned. “Fuck me. Fuck me now!”
They moved, fucking her in tandem both buried deep and then pulling back until they almost slipped free of her clutches. Slow and steady at first until they were more aware of how much she wanted them, how willing she was. Then they picked up speed, thrusting harder and faster, going deeper. She screamed and panted, begging and demanding in turns.
Phil joined them on the bed, kneeling by the headboard. “Up here, River,” he crooned to her.
Glancing up, she locked her gaze on his long, thick cock begging for her attention. She was on fire, aroused, hungry for everything they wanted to give her.
She used her hands to push her torso up off
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