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“You ever done this?” Corey had asked, stepping out of his boxers. His body looked hard and smooth in the flickering shadows, his chest and shoulders all rippled with muscle.

“Yes,” I admitted. “A couple of times.”

He arched an eyebrow. “And?”

“It wasn’t Rob’s thing,” I replied with a shrug. “But for the minute or two we did try it…” I said breathlessly, “I really, really liked it.”

They’d smiled, and then dropped down naked on either side of me. From there they took turns kissing me, while grinding their hard cocks against the warm flesh of my outer thighs.

It felt almost sacrilegious, mentioning my ex’s name. Talking about him with these two gorgeous guys, who were hellbent on making me wetter than I’d ever been in my life.

But hey, they’d asked.

“Lay back,” Mason had murmured softly into my mouth. “We’re gonna make you really relaxed first.”

Their hands roamed, their fingers probed… all while they kept kissing me, nibbling on my neck, my shoulders, my breasts. The sensations overwhelmed me as always, sending me to cloud nine. Giving me shivers and shakes that I couldn’t possibly control.

God…

I kissed them back but it wasn’t fair; I was outnumbered, outclassed. They went on kissing me until I was crying with pleasure. Went on touching me until my pussy was thoroughly drenched and my legs were trembling.

“Easy baby…”

When Corey slid between my thighs I sucked in a quick breath. I let it out as a long, slow hiss as he slid further downward… and I felt his hot mouth close over my dripping sex.

I sifted my hands through the near-crewcut of his hair, wishing he were Brody, only so I’d have something more substantial to hold onto. Instead I clenched his head, shoving it downward. Using it to grind myself against his face until I was ready to come, and this time Corey devoured and fingered me through a monster orgasm, without stopping or teasing or slowing down.

When he was finished, he slid back up and kissed me, letting me taste my nectar on his tongue. He was right, it was sweet. Sweet and musky and totally hot, as his lips churned sexily and drank from mine.

Then I felt another mouth, another tongue… and my eyes rolled back into my head.

Holy. Shit.

They took turns going down on me, their talented tongues working me over while I squirmed my naked asscheeks into the soft, warm bed. The ambiance was perfect, even romantic. The room had been lit by candles before the game, in anticipation of exactly this.

“She’s ready,” Mason declared eventually. “Turn her over.”

Boardwalk had been his property, his hotel. He’d already declared ‘first rights’, a phrase which somehow made the whole thing even hotter for me, if that were possible.

Corey held me steady as his friend slid into me from behind. He told me he wanted to watch every line in my face, every part of my expression.

“You good?” he asked sweetly.

I nodded through the ecstasy, reveling in the slow, steady rhythm of Mason screwing me from behind. He was in my pussy now. Getting himself all wet. Getting ready.

This is it.

I could feel his thumb, probing my asshole in gentle circles. Getting it all wet and lubricated, testing its boundaries as he continued to fuck me.

Oh… oh fuck.

Corey looked up over my body after a while, to stare at his friend. He mouthed two words. “Do it.”

Mason pulled out and re-entered me slowly, this time pushing his hard cock straight up my ass. It was so incredibly hot, so wet and willing, the head slid right in.

“Ohhhhhh…”

He stopped short, but I reached back to clench his hard, tight ass. “It’s okay,” I said. “Just… go slow.”

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