doing this. This crazy idea that I laughed at, we're really trying to see if it can work.
"We'll give it to her slow." Hunter's fingers trail up the inside of my thighs, pushing inside me, into the place his brother's fingers have just left. "Would you like that, Maggie?"
I nod, my eyes rolling as he pumps into me, a precursor to what we're all imagining is going to come next. Then, as I watch these gorgeous twins, they whisper something to each other. I'm expecting Hunter to go first. He's the one making all the decisions, it seems. He's the impatient one. But he doesn't. Instead, Harley comes to lie on the bed next to me, propped up by the pillows. He pushes his underwear down, freeing his cock, which is big enough to make my eyes water. Oh my God. No wonder they were worried that I'd struggle to take them. I thought Justin had a lot going on, but this is just ridiculous. One cock that big would be daunting, but two... as Hunter strips off too, I'm treated to what feels like double-vision perfection.
"I want you to be in control," Hunter says, trailing his hand over my hip and thigh. "I think you should be, the first time."
Harley reaches over to stroke over my breasts. "Come sit in my lap," he says softly. "You get to set the pace."
Oh God. I know they're trying to be thoughtful. Maybe they're worried about going too hard and hurting me. Maybe they've experienced that in the past, and this is what they do to prevent it. But this isn't making anything easier for me. I'm not knowledgeable about sex. I've had limited experience with Justin, who liked everything a certain way, and I just went along with it. They're asking me to get up on Harley's lap, fully naked, and do all the work. I just don't know if I can do it.
But I have to. I want to know what it's like to be with these men in the way they desire. I want to push my boundaries and feel what Danna experienced that has kept her happy with ten men. I scramble to my knees, watching with wide eyes as Harley uses his big hand to stroke his cock. He's watching me, his eyes caressing my body languidly. As I get closer, he tugs my right leg over him, so I'm straddling his thighs. There's so much of him, and I'm not a tall girl, so my hips ache with the stretch.
"That's it," Hunter says. He kneels behind me, his hands stroking my curves, his mouth moving down the bumps of my spine. "Take his cock… stroke your pussy with it."
I do as he asks. The first touch of Harley's cock is like fire against my palm, and I'm not sure how it can be so hard and so smooth at the same time. He's slick across the tip, and the idea that I'm sliding his wetness into mine is so hot that I shiver. I push my hips forward, probing myself, stroking the round head of his cock over my clit, through my labia, and to my entrance. Oh God, he feels so big.
Hunter's hand comes around me, sliding over my belly, his finger finding my clit. He strokes slowly, mesmerizingly, as I lower myself down onto Harley, and it's as though his finger has the power to help me stretch, to take his brother deeper and deeper.
Harley's eyes are closed, a deep furrow between his brow as I settle onto his lap, all the time, Hunter's finger is stroking and stroking and stroking. "That's it, Maggie. Ride him," he whispers against my ear.
Harley's hands grip the headboard behind him, his triceps bulging with the effort of restraint. His whole gorgeous chest is stretched out before me, pectorals tensed, abdominals rippling. I rest my hand there, wanting to feel his muscles, needing to ground myself. Hunter's hands grip my hips. "Move slowly," he says, and I let my body rock in the motion he's suggesting, grinding back and forth. It's hard to move because I'm so stuffed, but with each sway, my clit grinds against Harley.
Once Hunter is sure I'm happy with the rhythm, he moves his hands to cup my breasts from behind. "You're beautiful," he says, breath gusting over my ear as he tugs on my nipples. "Look at my brother. Look at what you're doing to him."