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“Raise up so I can play, baby,” Con growled.
She got up on all fours above Con, Devon behind her, one of his big, warm hands clutching her hips. She felt Con caressing her clit, squeezing and pumping. She watched as he lifted his head and suckled her breasts. First one, then the other. He took his time, tasting and pleasing her.
“You have the prettiest tits, Tory,” Con murmured, then went back to suckling.
Devon’s finger moved in and out of her bottom, slow at first, then faster. Soon, there were two, and her body went wild. Inhibitions dropped away as need rushed in and took command. She gyrated against Devon. Con flicked and toyed with her little nubbin while he bit and sucked her sensitive nipples.
She climaxed a second time, this one deeper, harder than before. She screamed and arched her back, flying apart and breaking into a million pieces. It was fast and unexpected, but she wasn’t given time to bask in it.
Devon slipped his fingers free of her and moved to the side until his cock was level with her face. With his hand propped against the headboard, the other wrapped around his glorious erection, he coaxed, “Suck me, sugar.”
“First, come on up here,” Con murmured as he patted his chest. “I want a taste of that honey, baby.”
Tory looked at Devon and saw him smile and nod. She took a deep breath and crawled up Con’s body until she was hovering above his face. He growled in approval and wrapped his hands around her thighs and pullled her down. His lips closed around swollen pussy lips. Tory moaned and pushed against him even more, losing herself in the pleasure.
“Now, come here and wrap those sexy lips around my dick, sugar,” Devon said, his fist moving up and down the hard length.
While Con probed her opening with his tongue, Tory leaned toward Devon, taking the swollen head into her mouth. He cursed and clutched her face in his strong hands. Tory laved at the tip, tasting his sticky fluid. Devon groaned and began guiding her. He was rougher than she expected. Tory sucked him deeper and gagged.
“Easy, sweetness.” Devon pushed her head off him to give her a breath, then pulled her forward again. “Relax your throat for me.”
Tory closed her eyes and opened her throat, taking every thick inch of him. As Con teased her pussy with fingers and tongue, Devon fucked her mouth, his movements alternating between fast and slow. Con thrust his fingers deep, and it was all she could take. She couldn’t concentrate on anything beyond the pleasure both men delivered. Devon slowly fucked her mouth as shocking jolts of heat flooded Tory’s pussy. She exploded into Con’s mouth. The only things holding her upright were the arms he had wrapped around her waist.
“Oh yeah,” Con groaned. “Devon’s right. You are pure sunshine, baby.”
Devon pulled her head off his cock, then praised her with a kiss. She was beginning to come back down to earth when she heard him demand, “Now, Tory.”
Devon moved back into the position he’d been before, on his knees between Con’s thighs. Tory allowed him to slide her downward until she was on all fours above Con, her bottom facing Devon.
Cupping her dripping mound, Devon whispered, “Look at me.” She turned her head, already limp and sweating from three glorious orgasms, but when she saw the intensity, the insane yearning etched into his not-so-perfect features, her body went from sated to needy in a hurry. She glanced down his body and realized he’d put on a lubricated condom. Con too.
“You belong to us, Tory,” Devon explained, his voice rough. “This hot little cunt, this tight ass is for us alone to fuck. No other.”
She didn’t have the presence of mind to argue. Later for that. Suddenly, as if choreographed, Con and Devon both entered her. Inner muscles stretched. Too much.
“I can’t!” she cried, her body tensing as panic started to overwhelm her.
Devon pulled out instantly, while Con stayed seated deep inside her pussy. Holding perfectly still, he waited for Devon’s command. They’d done this before, she realized. Enough to establish their own roles. Tory didn’t want to even go down that depressing road.
Lowering his big, powerful body, Devon covered her like a heavy, warm blanket, his arms resting on the mattress on either side of Con’s torso. “You can take us, sweetness. You’re just scared,” Devon murmured as he kissed her nape. “Let me in and I swear you won’t regret it.”
He stroked her hair and smoothed a palm down her arm to her hip, where he cupped her bottom and kneaded the plump flesh. She relaxed, giving the men, giving herself, what they needed, craved. Devon seemed to sense her surrender and began a slow glide inside her, filling her. The delicious pressure and friction took her breath away. Oh God, she’d never been so incredibly full, and yet there wasn’t any pain. The silky inner walls of her vagina were caressed with sweet strokes from Con, and the tight channel of her bottom felt every slide and thrust from Devon. Suddenly, all the worries, all the questions and fears, got pushed to the side.
Later, much later, she would get to the bottom of things. For now, she would do as Devon had instructed and just feel.
With each inward push from Devon, Con pulled outward. Her muscles clutched them both in a tight fist. She squeezed her ass, giving Devon a more intense pleasure. Passion spiked, and their movements turned frantic as both men fucked her hard and fast.
“Christ, yeah, sugar. That’s so damn good.” Devon grabbed the back of her hair and pushed her face toward Con. “Kiss our girl, Con.”
“Mmm, my pleasure.” Con leaned up and kissed her. Hard. He thurst his tongue into her mouth, licking and teasing. He released her and growled, “You taste so sweet, baby.” His large palms cupped her tits and pulled them up. “All over.” He sucked and nibbled on the hard peaks, and Tory moaned, unable to hold back the flood of heat. Devon grabbed her hips and slammed into her, fucking her. Dominating her. Claiming her body and soul.
Within moments, the men exploded. Tory felt every jolt of Devon’s cock inside her ass and the pulsing heat as Con came inside her pussy. Both men shouted her name. Tory felt fingers flicking her clit, she wasn’t sure which man touched her, nor did she care, because she too burst wide open as an orgasm tore through her, destroying her.
Con littered her face with tiny kisses. Cheeks, lips and eyelids received special attention. Tory merely lay there, exhausted, sweating, spent. Devon praised her as he came down on top of her, blanketing her body with his larger one. He sucked on her shoulder, leaving a stinging love bite behind, his dick, now semi-erect, still imbedded deep.
“Merry Christmas, sugar,” Devon whispered against her ear. Con kissed the top of her head and said, “Yeah, Merry Christmas, baby.”
Tory grunted. It was all she was capable of in that moment. She wanted to say something to ease the tension she could already feel rising in the room. Something witty, something cool, but damn, she was just too tired. As Devon’s weight lifted off her, his cock slowly slipping from her body, she wanted to protest. It couldn’t be over. Not yet. Not so soon. When he gently placed her on the bed beside Con and started murmuring sweet words to her as Con caressed a palm over her belly, Tory relaxed. Okay, it wasn’t over. That was good.
