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Gunnar’s big body shifted behind me. “On all fours,littlekitty.” Gunnar’s hand found my hair again and wrapped it in a tight fist. “So fucking hot.”
Once I was on my hands and knees, I felt the thick crown of Gunnar’s cock immediately notch right at my pussy hole.
He had a fierce grip on my hips. “You’ll look at Tate while I fuck this pussy.”
Sucking in a deep breath, I forced my eyes to stay open.
Tate gathered the spit and cum that came out of my mouth, then shoved the digits back inside. “We don’t waste a drop of my gift, sweet girl. Suck them clean.” His words were clipped and short but filled with so much need.
He was getting turned on again. And that was evident by how his cock was hardening once more.
I sucked on his fingers and twirled my tongue around until all his cum was cleaned from them.
“Mmmm, you’re sopping wet, baby.” Gunnar pushed in an inch, and I gasped at how stretched I already felt.
I expected him to thrust in, but he didn’t. Tate leaned forward, and I held my breath. His face was so close that we shared the same air. His tongue came out, and he ran it up first one cheek, then the other, licking away the wetness of my tears.
When he pulled away, it was only to keep an inch between us. Gunnar’s large hands took hold of my hips as he pushed inch after massive inch into me. The stretch and burn from his dick had the air being sucked from my lungs.
Finally all the way in, he began to thrust. In and out, Gunnar slammed his cock into me. The sex was rough as I stared into my stepbrother’s eyes while his best friend drilled me from behind.
I started thrusting back on Gunnar’s cock, and Tate stood in front of us, his chest rising and falling. I could tell how turned on he was.
“That’s it, baby.” Gunnar brought his hand down on my ass, and the sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the room. “Christ.” That lone word spilling from Gunnar’s mouth seemed to spur him into a fit of wild need.
He slammed into me, hitting my cervix, which caused my eyes to widen and my mouth to drop open. The pleasure and discomfort were unlike anything I ever felt before.
“Ask me to come,” Gunnar demanded. “Beg me for it, little kitty.”
Tate reached out and tweaked my nipple, and then he smoothed his hand up until it circled my throat. He tightened his hold slightly, not enough to cut off my airway or frighten me, but enough to show me who was in charge.
“Beg Gunnar for it, baby.” Tate’s mouth was so close. I wanted his lips while his best friend fucked me.
“Gunnar,” I gasped as he pounded into me. “I want you to come. I want you to fill me up like Tate did down my throat.”
“Fuck,” Gunnar snarled. “I’m gonna come.” He was panting as his cock throbbed inside me. “Tell me you’re my slut.”
I moaned. I needed to get off. And as if Tate read my mind, he let go of my neck and crouched in front of me once more. He speared his hands between my thighs and played with my clit. He rubbed that bundle of nerves until I was rotating my hips, fucking myself on Gunnar’s cock.
“God, I’m a slut for both of you.”
Gunnar slapped my ass. “Yeah, you fucking are. Come on, baby. Fucking come, sweetheart. Give that to Tate and me.”
That was all I needed to hear. The orgasm that tore through me had bright lights flashing behind my now closed eyes.
Gunnar cursed and pumped into me once, twice, and on the third thrust buried that monster cock in me and came.
Tate whispered what a good girl I was and kissed me deeply, thoroughly. Our first actual kiss tonight.
I was kissing my stepbrother after giving him a blowjob.
The thought made my pussy clench around Gunnar’s cock as he filled me up.
For several long moments, all that could be heard was our combined breathing and the sound of Tate’s snarls and he plundered my mouth with his tongue. And when Gunnar pulled out, I instantly felt his cum seep from my pussy hole. Tate broke the kiss, and my arms gave out. I started to fall, but strong arms gripped my waist and lifted me easily.
The familiar, comforting scent of my stepbrother invaded my senses, and Gunnar’s cum started to slip down my thighs.
“Change of plans. It’s my turn to fuck you, while Gunnar fucksme,” Tate growled and took us to the bedroom, where he planned to make that statement a promise.
