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When Dylan’s tongue slipped into my soaked core, I couldn’t handle the intensity of the situation any longer and I exploded, the feeling of my climax making my entire body tremble. I paused my movements on Zack’s cock just long enough to cry out, the sound sending vibrations down Zack’s shaft.

“Jesus!” Zack groaned as he thrust hard into my mouth, filling it with a flood of his cum. I swallowed down his seed with enthusiasm, still riding the wave of my own orgasm. He thrust into my mouth one final time, emptying himself completely before slowly withdrawing from my lips.

I closed my eyes and lay back spread-eagled on the table for a moment, my chest heaving as I attempted to regain my senses, but the guys weren’t willing to give me too long a rest.

I’m not sure how it happened, but one minute I was lying on the massage bed, and the next, I was standing on the floor and being bent over the table, with one of the guys’ dicks sliding back and forth between my wet folds. I flattened my torso onto the bed, clutching at the white sheet beneath me and arching my back, attempting to spear myself onto him.

A hard body leaned over mine and lips placed a kiss on the back of my neck. “How much do you want me?” asked a deep voice that could only belong to Dylan.

My pussy clenched and I moaned, “Yes.”

“How badly?”

“Very. Please Dylan.” I bucked back against him, once more attempting to take him in. “Give it to me.”

He chuckled, a deep throaty chuckle. “Yes, baby.” He straightened and grabbed my hips. I expected him to slam into me, sending a blast of pleasure through me, but he didn’t. Instead he took his time, slowly sliding into me, stretching my core wide and causing me to whimper. I was torn between wanting him to take me hard and wanting immediate satisfaction and wanting to savor the slow burn.

Once embedded within me, balls deep, he paused. With each second that he remained within me, I became more anxious as my need for him intensified.

“Please, Dylan.” I bucked back against him, hoping he’d end my torture.

Dylan began to move within me, slowly, building the tension, his fingertips digging into my hips. I began to move with him, meeting his thrusts, our bodies working together in unison.

He was bringing me higher and higher, our frantic making the bed move ever so slightly with each thrust. My fingers tightened on the blankets. My breath came in short bursts. I was almost here. One more thrust. Two.

Then he stopped and pulled out.

“Wha—” The amazing sensations that were flowing through me, immediately stopped, making me feel like someone had poured a bucket of cold water onto me.

“Did you find some?” I heard Dylan ask.

Find what? I looked over my shoulder to see Zack nod at Dylan.

“Yup. We’re set.”

Set for what?

Dylan caught my gaze. “Do you want to experience us together?”

My mouth dropped open slightly. It had been something I’d daydreamed and masturbated to quite frequently over the past month, but despite it exciting me I felt a little bit of fear. Would it hurt? Wouldn’t it be awkward? I didn’t know.

Dylan leaned forward and kissed my lips softly. “We’re going to make you feel better then you’ve ever felt before.” The heat in his eyes, combined with the growl in his voice, sent shivers through me. “Do you want that?”

“Yes…” I sighed the word.

He smiled. “Good.” He grasped my shoulders and gently pushed me aside before skidding onto his back on the table. “Now straddle me.”

My body trembled as I got up onto the table and did as I was told, straddling him.

He slid his hands onto my hips and pulled me down. Angling myself just right, I felt the head of his dick pressing at my damp entrance again. Flattening my palms onto his chest to steady myself, I slowly lowered myself onto him. Closing my eyes, I let my head fall back, my red hair falling down my back as I sank onto him, taking him in fully, cherishing every second that our bodies were connected as one.

I began to move on him, rotating my hips as I moved up and down on him, savoring the feel of him in me in combination with the sound of his soft groans under me. It didn’t take long before I was climbing to the summit with him again.

We were getting into a good rhythm when I felt a second set of hands touching my hips from behind, a moment before the feeling of Zack’s solid cock against my back. My entire body froze for a split second as the realization of what was about to happen hit me. I was about to have both men inside of me.

“It’ll be okay,” Zack whispered against my neck, before laying a string of kisses down the side of my neck. “Lean forward, against Dylan,” he whispered.

I did as I was told, leaning down against Dylan. Dylan’s hand slipped behind my head and into my hair, urging my lips to him. The kiss started off light, but rapidly increased in intensity, my lips parting and inviting him in.

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