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“What does VJ stand for? Or is it really Vijay?” asked Yasmin.
“Vernon James. I was about four when I decided I preferred VJ.”
“Hmm. Yes, you don’t really look like a Vern.”
“What does a Vern look like?”
“Staid. Prim and proper,” replied Yasmin.
“I could do prim and proper. But I’d rather do naked. In fact, I’d rather do you naked.”
“Naked sounds good to me,” said Pearce, stepping out of his jeans.
Yasmin was still wearing her hiking boots, as was VJ, so it took them a little longer to get undressed. When Yasmin walked into the bedroom, Pearce was lying on the bed, the orange quilt and fluffy blanket in a pile on the floor at the foot.
Pearce’s legs were wide apart, and his hand was stroking his cock, from root to tip. Yasmin’s breath hitched and cream flooded from her pussy, wetting her inner thighs. Shit that’s hot!
“What is madam’s pleasure tonight? Cock in her mouth? Cock in her pussy? Cock in her ass?”
“I don’t care. Any of them. I just want you both, in my arms, in my body, forever.”
“That can be arranged. Climb aboard,” said Pearce lying down, snagging a condom from the pillow beside him.
Yasmin sat across his thighs and rolled the condom down his erection, then sank down over his cock, loving the way it stretched and filled her as she took him in to the very root.
Once he was balls deep, Pearce wrapped his legs around her and flipped them both so she was underneath.
VJ clambered onto the bed, lube in his hand, his cock already dressed in latex. Pearce stayed quite still inside Yasmin as VJ lubed his ass, inserted a finger and then a second one, massaging the lube into his walls and stretching the tissues.
Very soon VJ was breaching Pearce’s tight hole and Yasmin, with Pearce inside her, felt Pearce’s every shiver and twitch as VJ inserted himself deep inside.
Then they started pushing in and withdrawing, working as a team, their movements synchronized.
Yasmin stretched her arms around Pearce and held onto VJ’s hips, loving the way the men worked together, feeling every thrust doubly through her hands and through Pearce.
“Damn that’s hot. You two are fucking awesome,” she whispered.
“Now whose harshing the mellow,” joked Pearce as he twisted his hips and scraped his cock along her sensitive walls.
“Feels so very good,” she said, wrapping her legs around both men and loving the feel of two taut asses and four thighs pumping together.
“Damn straight,” added VJ, speeding the pace up a little, and thrusting harder so the bed shook with the force of the action.
Yasmin held on with her arms and legs as the men pounded in a harsh, urgent, passionate rhythm that made the mobile home rock, and also rocked her to her soul.
Her belly was clenching, her pussy already rippling in the beginnings of an orgasm. Their three faces met in a messy, sloppy, carnal, three-way kiss, with three tongues tangling and noses knocking each other.
Deep in her core the climax burst, sending tongues of flame along every nerve as her entire body caught fire. Yasmin shook and panted in joy as the orgasm roared through her, rejoicing in the feeling of heat in her cunt as Pearce came inside her.
“Hell yes,” gasped VJ. From his ragged strokes Yasmin knew he climaxed too.
The men thrust a few more times as the aftershocks rolled through the three of them, then they all collapsed in a pile of sweaty, tangled bodies.
Once again they all kissed, then VJ reached to the floor and pulled the blanket over them. “Knowing we can do this every day for the rest of our lives is an unbeatable feeling,” he said.
“Oh yeah,” said Pearce.
Yasmin just snuggled into them and smiled. Her sex odyssey had come true, but so had all her deepest hopes and dreams.
