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girl. I don’t feel so unloved now.” His voice is teasing, but
there’s tension and need in his tone.
    “Are you going to fuck
my ass?” I whisper and wiggle against his prodding cock.
    “Mm, I am, baby. I’m
going to fuck your sweet asshole nice and deep and make you scream my name when
you come. Will you remember to do that for me?”
    “Yes,
Austin. Please. Please do it now.”
    “Lean forward then,” he
directs firmly. “Spread these gorgeous cheeks for me.”
    I hold my ass for him,
as he smears a mixture of saliva and my own pussy cream along the length of his
swollen cock. A sigh of joy and released frustration breaks from my lips as the
blunt head of Austin’s dick pushes through the tight ring of my anus.
    “Oh, fuck, it’s
stretching. It’s stretching my asshole. Oh, god, it’s so good,” I whimper,
almost in tears from the pleasure.
    Austin runs his hands
up my spine to my shoulders, then pulls me back and down on his long, probing
dick. “Take it, Katrina. Uh, yeah. Take my cock up
your sweet ass.”
    “Harder!” I beg.
    He wraps his arms
around me, taking hold of my tits, and makes me rest against his chest. “ Shh , be patient. There’s more.”
    In front of me, Shane
steps forward, standing over me for a moment, gripping his hard cock. He braces
himself with one foot planted on the seat of the bench, one hand gripping the
metal back. He directs his thick erection to my pussy and penetrates me in one
smooth, slow stroke.
    I feel them rubbing
against one another inside me, stuffing me full, their rigid cocks separated by
such a thin layer of flesh. “Oh, fuck, I can’t,” I shriek. “I can’t. It’s too
much. It’s too good.”
    “You can take it,”
Austin insists, his hands kneading my heavy tits roughly, fingers plucking
mercilessly at my throbbing nipples. “You’re ours now. Give yourself to us.”
    “Look at me, Trina,”
Shane insists, his movements suspended, with his cock sunk into me to his
balls. When I obey, he brings his mouth to mine and mutters, “I’ll never go
another night without fucking your pussy and making you come. Starting right now.”
    While our gazes are
trained on one another, he jerks his hips, drawing out of me and slamming back
in, deep enough to graze my cervix and make me quiver, but not enough to cut
through the haze of pleasure. Austin remains buried to the hilt in my ass, his
lips working up and down my neck, his fingers twisting my nipples slowly and
deliberately. Even without pumping his cock in me, his breath has grown thick
and labored.
    I don’t know who to
kiss, who to caress, who to cry for, as Austin splits my tight asshole wide and
Shane hammers my shamefully wet cunt. We are all panting, interrupted by my
periodic whimper as Shane’s cock slides against Austin’s just right. Shane
begins to grunt, as his pace builds, as the power behind his thrusting hips
builds. Austin is moaning against my temple, as the friction from his brother’s
pumping cock stimulates his.
    His teeth clenched, his
lips drawn back in a sneer of effort, Shane grates, “Rub her clit. Make her
come.”
    I toss my head. “I
can’t. I can’t. Too much,” I moan over and over, to no avail. Austin pinches my
sore clit between two fingers and uses a third to wiggle and stroke it hard and
fast. When my orgasm grips me, I have nowhere to go, pressed between two
powerful male bodies. I can’t writhe or buck to meet or flee the sharp ripples
of electrifying pleasure. I have to let it have its way with me, breaking me
down with wave after wave of shivering ecstasy.
    “Austin,” I keen
pathetically. “Oh, god, Shane.”
    “Oh, fuck,” Shane
gasps. “I forgot how tight your little pussy clenches, baby. Uh, fuck!” He
jerks his dick out of my cunt and grabs me by the back of the head. “Open your
mouth, Trina. Swallow my cum .”
    While I struggle to
breathe through a rough mouth-fucking from Shane, relishing the idea that he
can’t control himself, Austin