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Before she could catch her breath, he’d slapped the other ass cheek then the tops of both thighs.
Her butt was hot, yet the cream was seeping from her pussy onto his thighs, the slaps had aroused her so much.
Part of it was knowing how much the men cared about her, but part of it was the spanking. For some unknown reason, it aroused her, caused her belly to clench, and desire to coil deep inside her.
Pearce spanked her ass a few more times, right and left cheeks, then he ran his fingers through her cream and slipped a digit into her ass. “I’m going to fuck you here, tonight, while your ass is all hot and pink. I’m going to ream you so hard you never forget to take proper care of yourself again,” he whispered, his finger twisting and turning inside her.
Yasmin gasped and squirmed, trying to rub her aching clit against his thighs.
“Oh no you don’t,” said VJ, sitting on the floor so his face was level with hers. “That pussy is all mine tonight. Open your legs wide, Pearce, so I can touch her.”
Pearce spread his legs wide, balancing Yasmin so her body was supported by him but her pussy was hanging over open space.
Yasmin grabbed hold of his ankle to avoid slipping off his knee, and then VJ’s hand was on her slit, sliding up and down, the fingers rubbing across her clit before pressing deep into her channel.
Pearce brought more of her cream around to her anus, wetting his fingers and pressing a second one into her dark hole.
The pressure was delicious, with fingers in her pussy and her ass. Yasmin pushed back, then thrust her hips forward, loving the feeling of the two hands working her.
Pearce stopped holding her with his spare hand, and slid it up inside her tee shirt, then rubbed it over her back, across her side, and around to cup her breast. Now he had one hand playing in her ass, the other tweaking a nipple, stretching it and pulling it.
VJ had two hands working her pussy, one playing with her clit and lips, the other thrusting deep into her channel.
Half upside down, holding onto Pearce’s ankle to brace against the men’s fingers moving inside her, Yasmin was overcome with sensations. It was too much—yet not enough. Her breast, her pussy, and her ass were all pulsing with need. The orgasm was building inside her, growing, demanding to break out. “I can’t— I want— I need—” Yasmin couldn’t form the words to make a sentence.
“Would you like to come?” teased VJ.
“Yes!”she gasped.
“Come now,” the men said together. Fingers pinched her clit and her nipple. A third finger thrust hard into her ass. The fingers in her pussy curved up to stroke her G-spot.
Waves of passion rolled over her and burst from every nerve ending at once. Yasmin shook and shook and shook as the climax crashed through her, leaving her limp and drained. “Oh, my,” she whispered.
“Time to fuck,” said VJ, getting up off the floor and grabbing condoms and lube.
“Huh?” I don’t think I can move.”
“You don’t need to move.” Pearce picked her up and dropped her into the center of the bed, slapping her pink ass twice more as she landed.
Yasmin was still trying to get her head around the awesome sex she’d just had as the men stripped fast, throwing clothes everywhere, then dived onto the bed with her.
In no time at all they were wearing condoms, lube had been squirted into her ass, and VJ was pulling her onto his body, sliding his cock into her still swollen and tender pussy.
The feeling of being filled and stretched was wonderful. Yasmin sighed happily as he sunk into her to the hilt.
Then Pearce was behind her, his cock prodding her well-lubed and stretched dark channel. He pressed easily inside her and she was beyond filled, beyond stretched, so very full with two huge cocks inside her. For long moments they both stayed in her, then VJ gradually withdrew until only the head of his cock remained in her pussy. Before she could feel a sense of loss, he started to push back in, and Pearce matched him in reverse, withdrawing in time with VJ entering. The men repeated this tactic over and over again, moving faster, pushing harder, until they were slamming into her, flesh slapping against flesh, the scent of sex heavy in the air.
Yasmin’s brain was completely fried. She could no longer think. All she could do was enjoy the wonderful feeling of the men sliding in and out, filling her, stretching her, possessing her.
Every few strokes VJ dragged his cock along her walls, pressing up so it hit her G-spot. Then he tilted his pelvis up hard against her mons, exciting her clit with his touch.
From behind her, Pearce pressed his mouth against her shoulder, her neck, her ears, kissing and sucking the tender skin. Several times he took a hand off her hip to cup her breast, or tweak her nipple.
Yasmin tried to respond in kind, touching one man or the other, but she was so overwhelmed with the double penetration, most of the time she just held on for the ride.
Her body was on fire with sensation. Every inch of her skin was alive with the need to come. A climax was coiling unstoppably deep inside her core, building higher and she knew it would soon burst out.
She clenched her ass hard around Pearce, then tightened her inner muscles around VJ. Both men groaned then redoubled their efforts, now jack hammering into her together. The extra stimulation was enough to throw her over the precipice into climax. It exploded through her, from her ass, her belly, her pussy, her nipples, out and down her legs, curling her toes. Along her arms and out her fingertips. Up her neck and out the top of her head. Every nerve, every muscle, every tendon, afire with sensation.
