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I sighed as Erik slid into me, finally fulfilling the other half of my fantasy. I was doing ‘the team’. Every girl had the thought at one time or another, as foolish or crazy as it always sounded. But here I was, living the dream. Three smoldering hot hockey players in their still-sweaty jerseys, getting ready to plunder my willing body like some forbidden treasure.
I couldn’t fucking wait.
Zane had shifted closer to Roman now, to where I was stroking the both of them. I popped the head of one cock from my mouth with a loud smack, then went down on the other. Ten strokes. Twenty… I switched again, and again after that, going back and forth between them while they took turns stroking my hair and pinning it back over my ears. They wanted to watch. I knew that from the beginning. The whole thing was as visual as it was visceral, for me as well.
“Christ, Savannah…”
I chuckled evilly and looked up at Roman, past his saliva-coated cock. Over the wavy, rippled waist of his washboard stomach. He’d pulled his jersey up for me. Just for my enjoyment. I let him know I appreciated the effort by pu
mping him hard a few times, then going all the way down on him until my nose brushed the smooth brown skin of his lower abdomen.
Three of them. It was more than a fantasy. More than anything I’d ever imagined, and here I was doing it again. Enjoying it even more this time, because the butterflies in my stomach were now my friends, and they only lent a delectable naughtiness to the whole experience.
“Give her up,” said Roman abruptly. He nodded toward my rear end, which was still planted firmly between Erik’s two big hands. “I need some of that.”
Erik finished out a series of hard, deep thrusts that felt absolutely incredible — either as a parting shot, or to defy Roman just a little bit longer. Then he gave me over to his friend. It was quickly becoming my favorite part: being switched off on. Feeling the hollow ache of one thick cock leaving my body… only to sigh in gratitude as another slid right back into its place.
And it felt dirty, too. In ways that couldn’t possibly be experienced with just a single lover. There was an inherent naughtiness to being shared between several men. A strange liberation that came with surrendering my body to the pleasure of their tight-knit camaraderie.
The guys worked together as a unit, to give me pleasure. In turn I was out to please them with a desperate, almost lawless intensity. I screwed them harder and deeper than normal, taking them from both ends of my body with three times the passion and enthusiasm of any one-on-one encounter I’d ever had.
I found myself craving the relentlessness of it all. The non-stop action of being serviced without slowing or stopping. Whenever someone got close, they tagged out. Whenever someone got tired, there was a fresh hot body, waiting in the wings.
And they were all for me. All focused on me. I exploded again and again, and each time I did they’d slow down just long enough to let me enjoy it… before building back up to where they were pounding me mercilessly again, as I struggled to catch my breath.
Blankets and pillows were brought out, as I sawed back and forth between Roman and Zane. A gentle push later I was on my back, one leg scissored high over Erik’s shoulder as he entered me at such an angle I thought he might split me in two.
I was constantly sucking, or fucking, or both. Straddling one lover and riding him wildly, while grasping the others in two trembling fists. It was indescribably hot, going down on them left and right. Churning and grinding myself greedily on the hard cock buried inside me, while sucking wetly from one dripping fist to the other.
Zane was the first to lose it, warning me just in time to open my throat. I gulped him down hungrily, whimpering around his shaft. Feeling the underside of his cock pulse again and again, as it delivered his hot seed straight to my belly.
Beyond that, things were a sex-hazed blur.
I remember switching again, until Erik was beneath me. He held my hips while pile-driving upwards, slamming that sweet spot that only he seemed to hit. But then Roman was behind me too, somehow at the same time. His hand were on my hips as well. Right below Erik’s…
Oh God.
One cock left me. The other slid right in. Back and forth they kept switching off, one of them holding me steady while the other fucked me hard and fast. They stopped just short of coming. I could see Erik’s teeth clench every time he left my body, and felt Roman’s fingers dig hard right before he himself was ready to switch off. And they did it so quickly, too. Swapping themselves out mid-bounce. Almost as if for a split second or two…
They were both inside you at once.
The very thought sent a shockwave of forbidden excitement straight down my spine. Two at once. Inside me. Together…
It would’ve been beyond hot. Totally fantastic.
Holy shit, I wanted to ask for it.
I looked down at Erik through a waterfall of my own red curls, ready to scream out loud that’s exactly what I wanted. My nails raked his chest. My pussy spasmed, squeezing him tight. Building up the courage to somehow tell him I wanted them both inside me together…
And then he suddenly erupted, roaring my name.
Damn.
I’d waited just a little too long. Narrowly missed the window of opportunity, as Erik’s manhood twitched and throbbed as he emptied himself inside me.
He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me down, to kiss me savagely as his friend took his place. Erik’s tongue thrust itself hungrily into my mouth. It swirled sensuously against mine, even as Roman went off behind me like a cannon, grunting and cursing as his thick cock pulsed again and again.
I collapsed forward over Erik’s magnificent chest, as Roman did the same across my back. I wasn’t sure how long I could keep it up. Which of the guys would wear me out first, or vice versa.
