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I wondered which would one take me first. Which wanted to be the one to fuck me for the first time the most?

I got my answer when I heard Grant tearing open a foil packet.

“Always be safe, Toni. Always. Even with two cops as dirty as us.” He chuckled and I knew the dirty part was about sex more than anything else.

I never questioned either of them, I realized. I had simply trusted them. Perhaps I was too naïve, but I stopped caring when Grant’s fingers were replaced by the plunge of his cock inside of me. Just as thick as David, and just as long, I felt him fill me all at once.

“Shh, it’s okay, baby,” David soothed me, pulling out of my mouth as I gasped around him.

I’ve never felt so full. Fuck! It was so odd, so good, but so odd. I’ve only ever felt one other person there, and that had been so long ago. This was good. Having Grant inside of me felt right.

I calmed quickly enough, and David fed me his cock once more. I took it hungrily, my hips starting to move as Grant squeezed them from behind. My body adjusted to him quickly and I could feel just how slick I was as I moved with him. His hips thrust into mine, his cock penetrating me, invading me, and I absolutely loved it.

I found a rhythm that allowed me to move on David’s cock, sucking him, licking him, slurping at him as I lost myself in being fucked by a real man.

“Fucking hell, Toni, fuck…” I could feel something happening between all of us, something was definitely coming.

David’s cock was getting harder, his breathing more rapid, as Grant fucked into me deeper, his tight grip holding me still as he plunged at just the right angle to make the world shatter once again.

I screamed around the thick girth of David’s cock, my body one giant spasm as I came hard and fast.

I felt David try to pull away as his cock pulsed, but I held him still, wanting all of it. I swallowed every drop that spilled onto my tongue as Grant gave a deep moan behind me that set me off once more.

Just that sound, the deep, guttural sound had me spiraling again.

It wasn’t just pleasure though. This was more. Emotions burned through me, directed at both of them, as we all came together, our bodies working in a synchronized perfection. Grant pulled away from me as David collapsed, all of us tangled in a heap.

I didn’t know what happened, I didn’t know what had changed, but something had. When it was all done, when we were in a pile on the bed, I looked at them and saw my own feelings reflected back at me.

I was greeted with stunned disbelief from both faces. David’s fingers absently stroked at my arms, but he was watching me, as confused as I was. This wasn’t just a booty call. This was nothing like that at all.