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Leaning forwards, I let my tongue slowly slide out of my mouth, and reach for Colt's cock with it. As gently as I can, I lick all his length up to his glans, lapping at it twice. Then, stroking him softly, I turn my attention to Ethan and do the same. I keep doing it over and over again, gently licking the both of them, my hands keeping their cocks in position. I push them closer, their tips just inches away from each other – the more they're closer, the warmer they become, as if the proximity between them is making their blood boil.
I pull back for an instant, just enough so that I can glance at them, my hands starting to stroke their cocks harder. I go faster and faster, my eyes never leaving their faces – Ethan closes his eyes for a fraction of a second and, before he can open them up, I lean in. I open my mouth, engulfing his tip and allowing his saltiness to coat my tongue. Sucking eagerly on him, I let his tip pop out of my mouth and then lean into Colt, wrapping my lips around his glans as both men's scent fuses inside my mouth. God, if they weren't so massively thick I'd just open my mouth and let their cock inside of me at the same time. Not a problem, though – I'll just have to push them to the edge one at a time.
Opening my mouth, I move forwards and push Colt's cock down, allowing it to roll over my tongue and go as deep as possible. I let it pierce me until I can almost feel its throbbing tip against the back of my throat. Pulling back out slowly, I suck on him all the way, my lips sliding off his glans with a lewd sound.
I do the same with Ethan, ramming his cock inside of me with a swift forwards movement of my head. But instead of simply pulling back out, I start bobbing my head up and down, sucking him at the same rhythm I flick my wrist and stroke Colt's cock. I change it up, my mouth going to Colt as I tug on Ethan; I lick him up and down and then kiss his tip, scooping up a drop of pre-cum with my tongue, and then slide my lips down the side of his shaft. I go lower, opening my mouth and sucking in one of his balls, lapping my tongue at it and making it roll inside my mouth.
I close my eyes as I do it, so I don't see Ethan reaching for me; I only feel his fingers on my collarbone, hooking themselves on the fabric of my dress. He pulls on it with a furious motion, the sound of ripping fabric clawing at my eardrums. I don't stop sucking on Colt as Ethan proceeds to tear my dress apart, pushing it down my body and baring my chest. His fingers slide up my stomach and then over the cup of my bra until they meet my skin. I tremble as I feel the pressure of his fingers going over my right nipple, and I unconsciously move slightly forwards, aching to feel him grabbing my tits.
He takes the hint quickly, allowing his fingers to slide under the cup of my bra and pinching my almost painfully hard nipple between his thumb and index finger. He applies the right amount of pressure there – not too hard, not too soft – and I can't help but stop sucking on Colt, a moan hiking up my throat.
As Ethan fondles my breasts, Colt takes a supporting position and reaches for me, his arms going over me as his hands look for the clasp of my bra. Grabbing it, he unhooks it in one single motion, pushing it down my shoulders. I let go of their cocks for one second, just enough time for me to throw my bra to the side; before I can have them back on my hands, though, they're already grabbing at my naked breasts and caressing my nipples.
I slide my hands up their legs and grab at the hem of their shirts. I tug violently, forcing them to come down to my level. They both kneel in front of me, the muscles in their legs moving like hard pistons as they do it. As if my fingers were claws, I grab Colt's shirt and pull on it with uncontrollable violence, the buttons scattering everywhere.
I want to do the same with Ethan, but Colt doesn't allow me to. Before I can even move, his arms reach for Ethan's shirt and he's the one who pushes on it, ripping it apart and baring his chest. I look in a trance, Colt's knuckles brushing over Ethan's rock hard abdominals as he opens his shirt.
Dear God, if I was wet before, now I'm completely drenched.
> With a growl, I grab their cocks underhandedly, jerking them as hard as I can. I grit my teeth, moving my hands furiously and relishing the fleshy warmness of their members against my skin.
Colt's hand darts forwards, pushing my thighs apart and lodging itself over my thong. He rubs on it, my wet folds brushing against each other as he does it. Pressing hard, I shiver at the pressure on my clit, flames spreading outwards from it and licking my whole body. I bite my lower lip so that I don't moan hard, but I can't help myself as Ethan suddenly pinches my right nipple, his touch almost electric.
"Fuck," I whisper with a moan, my mind turning into mush as it tries to process both men's touch. Fucking each one of them was amazing. but having the two of them so close, their cocks crying out for me. Fuck, just thinking of that is almost enough to make me cum right now.
And that's exactly what happens.
Colt flicks my drenched thong to the side, sliding his index finger inside of me in a hook motion. It happens in less than a second: his finger brushes over my folds and goes deep in a heartbeat, his fingertip immediately finding the way to my G-spot. The moment he touches me there I have to bite down hard on my lip, exhaling through my nose as sparks of delicious pleasure jump inside of me, igniting my body and sending my mind into a downwards spiral of pleasure.
My limbs are still shaking when I feel Ethan's hand on my lower back. He looks at me, flames of eagerness darting behind his eyes, and then gets up. My eyes follow his cock, and I have to fight back against the urge to lean forwards once more and suck him off.
He gives me his hand and, grabbing it, I get up after Colt's slides his fingers off of me. The moment I'm standing, Colt grabs my ass hard and pulls me into him, pressing his mouth hard against my clit. I cry out as he does it, the final waves of the orgasm still making my skin prickle.
Colt gets up too, then, grabbing my other hand. I'm standing between their naked bodies, my torn dress still on my waist. I walk across the room, pulling the two men after me; I sway my hips from side to side, fully knowing that their eyes are enjoying the way my ass moves.
I guide them towards the large round table in the center of the room and, turning on my heels, I place my hands on my waist and slide what's left of the tight dress I was wearing down my legs. The only thing I'm wearing now is my thong and heels – I want the heels to remain, but the thong needs to go too.
"Take it off," I tell them, hooking my thumbs on the small string of fabric that delineates my hips. They reach for me at the same time, a hungriness to the way they move, but I step back against the table, my cheeks pressing its edge. "No. With your mouths."
Colt grins at me and he's the first one down, kneeling at my feet. Ethan follows him not even one second after, both men's cock pointing upwards and glistening with pre-cum. They start kissing up my knees to my thighs, the sound of their lips on my flesh almost like a lullaby. I throw my head back, savoring the way their mouths climb up my legs; they bite down on the fabric of my thong then, Colt on my left thigh and Ethan on the right one. Gently, they start to pull it down my legs, my skin prickling as I feel the wet patch of fabric that covers my labia leaving my body.
I can't control myself. I kick my thong off, sending it flying across the room, and run my fingers through both men's hair. I grab them harshly, pulling them into me as I lean against the edge of the table. They come willingly, kissing my inner thighs, their mouths so dangerously close I can almost see sparks flying off from their lips.
Ethan places his hand under my ass and pushes me up; I let his strength lift me up and I sit on the table, Colt pushing my legs apart so that the two of them can fit there.
I close my eyes, not even wanting to know which of them takes the lead. I just let a deep and vicious moan tumble out of my lips as the tip of an eager tongue traces the contour of my pussy, flicking against my labia and scooping up my juices. Then there's a finger on top of my clit, pressing and rubbing with small but precise circular movements.
God, I need to see this. I open my eyes, looking down to between my legs: Ethan is flicking his tongue against my pussy and Colt, placing his arm over Ethan's shoulders and around his neck, has his hand on the mound right above my pussy, his thumb carefully stroking my clit.
"Now this is teamwork," I tell them, running my hand through Ethan's hair and brushing my finger alongside Colt's jawline. Ethan pulls back, looking at me with untamable hunger; he reaches for Colt and, placing his hand under the nape of his neck, gently pushes him forward. Colt allows himself to be guided, his mouth opening slightly as he kisses my clit. I look wide-eyed at the two of them, a burning sensation scorching my mind – Ethan is holding Colt as he eats me out. This is not a dream or a fantasy – no, this is really happening.
I fall back, laying across the table's surface and opening my legs wide. Colt opens his mouth, taking in my labia and sucking on it as his tongue jabs in and out of me. He laps at me incessantly, each time his tongue meets my clit pleasure gathering inside of me. I gasp as Ethan places his hand under Colt's head, brushing one finger against my pussy as Colt focus on my clit. He slides one finger inside of me, gently probing as Colt applies an almost magical pressure on me with his tongue.
"Faster," I moan, arching my back as Ethan starts a hurried coming and going motion. He keeps on going until my muscles start tensing up, climax looming over the horizon and cresting the ridges of my rational mind, threatening to choke it down and drown it.
As if the two had rehearsed it, Colt presses his mouth hard on me, steadily wrapping his full lips on my clit as Ethan slides one more finger inside of me and hooks it tightly against my G-spot. Just like that, I scream, the high pitched sound bouncing against the walls and the glass panels, a shriek of pure ecstasy dancing on my lips. My back is arched, high voltage running through my spine all the way up to the base of my skull.
They hold still as the orgasm ripples through me, only pulling back when I stop flailing my legs. Propping myself up on my elbows, I grin at them as they get up, their cocks pointing towards me like a loaded weapon. Fuck, I need them inside of me. I need to feel their thickness ravaging my pussy, to feel my inner walls being stretched to the limit as they pound me without a single trace of mercy in their thrusts.
