And then they slipped their fingers between my thighs.
I reached for their cocks and found them easily. Hard and throbbing and so fucking big.
A thumb at my clit and I didn’t know whose it was. I didn’t care.
Fingers slipped inside me, two at first, then three, only to pull away and be replaced by different fingers, different men, both inside me. They fingered me until I was wet enough that I could hear myself, and then they pulled their fingers apart, hooked inside me and latched tight. I felt myself opening, exposed. I didn’t care. I fucking loved it.
Still they sucked, still I squirmed. Still I wanted.
Two men’s fingers linked inside me, pressed together as they pumped in and out of me. Two men stretching again, pulling my pussy lips wide, loosening me as I bucked against them.
The thumb on my clit sped up, pressed harder, and I was losing it, feet scrabbling on the bedcovers.
Rick pulled away from my breast, pressed his mouth to my ear. “Come for us,” he whispered.
A sudden hard pressure inside my pussy as they changed angle, and still those fingers were stretching me. The most beautiful ache. I felt like I was going to explode.
And then Rick was gone, shuffling down the bed until I felt his breath between my legs. His fingers moved faster, and so did Carl’s, and it was rough, and so fucking wet. He licked at me, and his tongue found my clit. Metal and soft tongue, his rhythm just perfect.
“Oh God,” I hissed. “Oh… oh…”
Carl moved from my nipple to my mouth, and he sucked my bottom lip as I groaned. He dipped his tongue inside my open mouth and licked at mine.
“You’re perfect,” he said, then his teeth pulled at my lip and my back arched in response. Oh how I wanted those beautiful cocks.
More fingers inside and I took them, held my breath at the pressure until it felt surreal, felt like my pussy was a gaping Jack-in-the-box, ready to explode.
I gripped Carl’s dick and he grunted, and I wasn’t scared anymore. All I could think about was having him inside me. Having both of them inside me.
“Oh… fuck… fu… fu… fuckkkkk…” Noises tumbled from my mouth as Rick’s tongue lapped at my clit and brought me over the edge. I jerked and bucked my hips, and they ploughed me hard, fingers knuckle deep, a hot squelching mess as the orgasm ripped through me and lifted me shuddering from the bed.
Rick didn’t stop licking me until I was done, and I could hear my breath in little gasps. I raised my head to look at him, and he was moving towards Carl, his lips puffy and wet from me. He kissed Carl’s open mouth, and Carl groaned, his cock twitching in my hand, and then Carl licked at him, sucked at him, taking all the wetness of me from Rick’s lips.
“Taste her,” I heard Rick say. “Taste that perfect pussy.”
Carl didn’t need more prompting. He moved in a flash and his tongue squirmed where Rick’s had been, strong hands pushing under my ass and lifting me from the bed. Strong hands holding my pussy to his face. It was sensitive, so fucking sensitive I squeezed my thighs shut, clamping Carl in position.
“Fuck me,” I whispered and it was all for him. “Please, Carl. Fuck me hard.”
He lifted my knees to my chest and held them there, positioning himself between my legs as Rick looked on.
“Fuck her,” Rick groaned. “Fuck that sweet little pussy, Carl. Really fuck her.” His cock was in his hand and he was jerking. “Pound that pussy, Carl, open her up.”
Oh fuck, I wanted him to. I really wanted him to.
The head of him was so fucking thick. I felt it, heavy against my slit, working back and forth. Carl put his weight on me, pinning my knees to my chest, and he pushed, pushed his way inside. Oh shit. Oh fucking shit he was big.
I held my breath, and then I squeaked, He slammed home, all the way in until I felt him thump deep, and I felt so full, so fucking full.
“Shit,” I said. “Oh my fucking God.”
“Fuck her,” Rick said, and his voice was ragged. “Fuck her hard. I wanna see you fuck her.”
Carl poised all the way in, and my muscles clamped around him, over and over as I adjusted to the size of his dick. He leaned forward and propped his elbows at