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He interrupted with, “Don’t worry about should and shouldn’t. Tell me how it feels.”
“Wrong. It feelswrong.”
He kept his finger still, but it remained inside her.
“How does Kyle’s mouth feel? Would you like him to use his teeth?”
It must’ve been a suggestion for Kyle to do just that, because the ridges of his teeth closed softly around her clit, and she completely forgot about Marcus’s finger.
“Oh,god.”
Her hips were moving again, and then the finger in her bottom went in farther, but while it was still strange and foreign, it also felt a tiny bit good.
She felt some of the sensations she’d felt earlier in the day, with her body taking over and moving of its own accord. She still had control of herself, and she wanted more ofsomething, she just didn’t know what she needed more of.
She froze when something else happened at her bottom hole. Not pain, exactly, but certainly discomfort — and yet it wasn’t necessarily bad. He must’ve added another finger, but just before she complained, Kyle sucked harder on her clit and flicked it with his tongue, and she relaxed onto Kyle’s torso with a long, low, deep moan.
“That’s it, sweetcheeks,” Marcus said from behind her. “Fly for us. You’re doing great.”
She breathed in enough to talk. “It’s not enough to fly, butdamnit feels good.”
“Okay, let me make a swap and we’ll move on to something else.” His fingers pulled out and she immediately felt something else pressing in — smoother and harder than Marcus’s fingers had been. Just as she was about to say she didn’t like it, Marcus said, “Kyle, you have about another twenty seconds down there, make it good.”
There was suddenly more suction and friction from Kyle than she’d felt to that point — pressure and movement around her clit that made her pulse race in her veins, and all she could say was something between “oooooh” and “aaaaaah”. She sounded like a porn movie again, but she couldn’t stop herself. There was suddenly too much pressure on her bottom hole, but before she could say anything, it eased up, though there was still something back there, and Marcus was pulling her up by her shoulders, pulling her clit away from Kyle’s mouth.
“What is that, Marcus? There’s still something in—”
Whatever was in her ass came to life, and she couldn’t finish her sentence. Marcus pulled her away from Kyle, plucked at her nipples, and the bed moved as Kyle sat up and repositioned.
Just when she pulled herself together enough for speech, Marcus lowered her back to all fours and said, “Now, Kyle.”
Kyle pressed his oh-so-thick cock into her pussy from behind without warning, and those sensations from earlier were back at full force — and then Kyle kicked it into high gear, fucking her full strength and full speed with no warning, and every muscle in Heather’s body froze while her overheated blood raced through her veins.
She’d experienced doggie before, but this was in a different stratosphere. Something was in her bottom and vibrating, filling her and dancing around. Added to this, her clit felt as if it were twice it’s normal size, and Kyle was filling her pussy and pounding her like a crazy man.
She wanted to shake her head at Marcus as she saw his hands coming towards her with the silver clippy things again, but she couldn’t make her voice work before the first one clamped onto her nipple, and she gasped and jerked. The second one went on seconds later, and she heard herself saying, “Oh, god. Oh, god,” over, and over, and over — though it was about three octaves lower than her normal voice.
“I’m not asking for permission,” Kyle said from above her, his voice strained, “but advice would be appreciated.”
She didn’t know what that meant and wasn’t able to put a sentence together to ask.
Heather didn’t know if Marcus answered him or not, because his cock was suddenly in front of her face — long and thick and so hard it looked painful.
“You said you wanted us all to get off. If you want me to get off you’re more than welcome to use your mouth. If you don’t want to, I’ll lie back and watch the show.”
She didn’t know what to do, but she didn’t think she should suck off her boyfriend’s best friend. What if Kyle got pissed? They hadn’t talked about this. Kyle had been okay with what had happened so far, but what if this crossed a line?
Almost breathless behind her, Kyle exhaled out, “I’d love to see you sucking Marcus off while I fuck you. I want to see you fly. Please fly for us.”
Shit, Kyle had told her earlier he’d be fine with whatever Marcus needed to do, and she knew they’d shared someone before. She’d have to take him at his word now, because she wanted to make Marcus feel as good as he’d made her feel.
She reached for Marcus with her right hand, and he sat down on his heels, which put him at the perfect angle for her to wrap her lips around him.
“Fuck, what a heavenly little mouth.”
Her insides clenched again at the thought of the guys face-to-face above her while both were inside her, and then the chain from the nipple clamps caught on something. Heather forgot everything except the sensations she was feeling — the thing in her ass holding her spread open while vibrating inside of her, Kyle pistoning into her, the clamps on her nipples, and the cock in her mouth — everything merged into one and something let loose inside of her.
Heather’s entire body spasmed, and the guys lost control when she did. There were suddenly hands on the back of her head and a cock slamming into her mouth as well as her pussy now, but she didn’t care as she drank in sensation upon sensation, and she felt soalive.
