by Celia Styles
“Good, because I’m going to fuck you now.”
Relief exploded over me, my body crying out to be filled up, as Eric began unbuckling his pants, releasing his considerable erection. Oliver was still knelt beside him, his mouth open, panting, my wetness still glistening on his lips. Eric placed a hand behind his head, and guided his mouth onto his erection; I had never seen a man go down on another man before, but it was hotter than any straight sex I’d ever seen- the way his tongue sucked and licked at his head before engulfing him as far as he could down his throat. I squirmed, my breath coming out in soft groans as my arousal reached fever-pitch levels.
And then, like that, he was inside of me, his strong body pressed up against mine. I let out an unbridled yell as his cock spread me wide open, his erection stretching my pussy in the most pleasurable way imaginable. He bit hard into my shoulder, and I looked down to see Oliver dutifully sucking and licking on his balls as he fucked me. The thought that I was helping to service this gorgeous man, and able to watch happily as his boyfriend took care of his balls, was all I needed to shove me, almost violently, over the edge and into orgasm. I wanted to wrap my legs and arms around him, but settled for letting out a guttural cry as my orgasm tore through me, my pussy clenching as my climax crested and burst, sending shuddering waves through my entire body. I panted, trying to catch my breath as Eric continued to pound his way inside of me.
Then he pulled out of me, guiding Oliver’s head back on to his cock. “Yeah, clean me off, taste her sweet pussy. Feels good, doesn’t it?” I heard Oliver’s muffled agreement, still barely conscious after my mind-boggling orgasm.
By the time I opened my eyes again, Oliver was standing behind Eric, his arm wrapped around his stomach, just as Eric plunged into me once again. I cried out, barely able to take this renewed assault, as Eric did the same- and I realized that Oliver was fucking him in the ass. Fucking a pair of guys was one thing, but watching two gorgeous men in the midst of pounding, sweaty, euphoric sex was beyond anything I had ever dreamed of.
Oliver had begun to pick up a pace, sinking his fingers into Eric’s hips and thrusting hard and fast. And Eric was sliding in and out of me, pressing one thumb against my clit and moving in small circles as he did so.
“Come for me, Rachel. I want you to come for me.” Eric snarled, sinking his teeth into my already-abused nipples. And that was it- I was spiralling again, lost on the crest of another breath-taking, universe-ending orgasm. My body clenched as I felt Eric finish inside of me, leaning deep into me as his cock twitched and exploded in me; and, judging by the noises Oliver was making, he had reached his climax too. We slowly, carefully, slid in and out of each other a few more times, before peeling ourselves apart, my body still tied tightly to the board behind me, all my muscles aching.
It was Oliver who broke the silence. “Well, I’m sure glad we’re staying here for a full week.”
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