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My clit pulsed and sparks danced through me. “Fuck yes,” I said. “That’s what I want. Both of you inside me.”
“That’s our beautiful girl.” Carl hitched me against him, grinding against my ass, and I groaned as Rick pinned me there, his fingers working at my jodhpurs. He tugged them down roughly, and Carl wriggled my top off over my head. Between them they stripped me as I squirmed and gasped as warm hands explored me, squeezing at my tits, pulling at my nipples. Rick’s fingers slipped between my pussy lips, pushed their way inside and my head fell to his shoulder. I bit into his skin and his fingers fucked me.
“Dirty wet girl. She’s so fucking wet, Carl. She can take more. Give her more.”
Carl trailed his hand down my belly. He worked two fingers in next to Rick’s, and I grunted and worked my hips, and moaned as I heard the wetness. Their knuckles stretched me, pressing the spot inside that made me squirm. Heat travelled through me. Sweat on my brow. And the smell, of horse and mud, of two hot men. I just wanted fucking.
“How do you want us?” Carl whispered.
“I don’t fucking care. Just fuck me.”
“How?” His hand was at my throat, squeezing, and shit I could almost come right there.
“Both at once. Both holes. Fill me and fuck me.”
“Good girl,” he said and kissed me.
“In the shower,” Rick said. “All hot and steamy.”
They pulled their fingers from me, and it squelched. My thighs were slippery as Carl walked me backwards, Rick’s fingers wet in mine as he positioned my hand on his belt. I undressed him as we moved, pulling his belt loose and unzipping his jeans. He kicked them off as I unbuttoned his shirt, following Carl’s lead into the hallway.
I turned to face him as we reached the bottom of the stairs.
“You have too many clothes on,” I said.
“Far too fucking many,” Rick agreed.
Rick took Carl’s jeans as I took Carl’s shirt, and we stripped him a heartbeat, casting his clothes back along the hall with ours. His cock stood proud, and I took hold of it along with Rick’s, worked the two of them in tandem with greedy hands.
I dropped to my knees, gave them both a lick, one after the other, feeling like some kind of porn star, opening wide for two big dicks. I just needed some pigtails and false lashes. I found myself grinning as I worked those dicks.
“Our little miss is getting demanding.” Rick took hold of my hair, guided my mouth to Carl’s dick. I sucked him in, and Rick was rough, pushing me onto Carl’s cock until I gagged and spluttered. “Take him,” he said. “Swallow him down. All the way.”
But there was no way. It hit the back of my throat and I retched a whole load of saliva down my tits. It made Carl groan, made his cock jerk. I wanted it more. Wanted to swallow it all the way down.
“Upstairs,” Carl growled. “Both of you. Before I shoot my fucking load down someone’s throat.”
He pulled me to my feet, sent me ahead, and I squealed as he slapped my ass hard as I went. He slapped Rick’s, too, chased us both up. And I was giggling by the time we reached the top, heady and horny and desperate for cock.
Carl turned on the water and we stepped under the torrent before it had even warmed up. I didn’t even care, just let out a squeak as cold water hit my skin and my nipples pulled to instant hardness. Too cold, and then too hot, but it didn’t matter. Rick’s mouth was open wide on mine, his hand straight down to thumb my clit, and Carl was behind, his hand reaching between my legs, his big fingers opening me up.
The water temperature evened out, and it was bliss, raining down on my skin as the guys brought me to climax between them. I wrapped my arms around their shoulders for leverage, working myself up and down on their fingers, and my clit tightened and pulsed, quickened and sent me over the edge. I tipped my head back and came for them, a wriggling mess of moaning breath and a host of expletives. My legs felt weak as I came down, but it didn’t matter, they had me.
Carl grabbed a tube of something from the toiletries rack, and I figured he was going to soap me, but he didn’t. “It’s lube,” he said as he squeezed some out into Rick’s hand. He did the same in his own, and I watched him work it all over his cock. He took me from Rick, guided my arms around his neck and lifted me by my waist. I knew what was coming. I gripped him with my legs,holding myself up as he positioned his cock against my pussy. I lowered myself slowly, taking him an inch at a time.
“Good girl,” he said, and his hands were under my ass, hitching me up and down. He filled me up, thumped deep, and I leveraged myself, gripping hold and working that gorgeous dick, wanting it deeper and rougher and harder.
I was getting used to this, used to two, used to taking it and wanting more more, always more.
I felt Rick at my back, his chest against my skin. I cried out as wet fingers pushed their way inside my asshole, working in sync with Carl’s thrusts. I groaned as he opened me wider, leaning back to rest my head on his shoulder. “More,” I said. “Fuck me.”
He pulled out his fingers and rubbed his cock between my ass cheeks, and I readied myself, took a deep breath.
I let out a groan as he pushed inside. It took a few slow thrusts, Carl slowing to a standstill to let Rick work his way in. I hitched down on Rick carefully, so carefully, gritting my teeth as I went, groaning as he pushed past the tightness. He pressed his lips to my ear.
“I’m in,” he said. “We’re both fucking in.”
“I know,” I hissed. “I can feel you. It’s deep. It aches. It really fucking aches.”
