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swore under his breath, and reached up as far as her breasts, where he teased his fingertips over her nipples. Warren continued to stay close, urging her on as she rose and fell on Joe’s cock. She had both their hands on her, both of them watched her, and it was almost too much, too much sensation as her body sought release.
Beside her on the bed, Warren reached down and moved his fingers lightly over her clit, pushing her inner lips wide with two fingers as she descended on the erection beneath her. His fingers were slippery with juices and he spread it all over her, making her gasp with pleasure.
Then she felt his hand move behind her, between her buttocks, smoothing over her anus, circling it and gently easing it open. She braced herself and hung her head. Yes, she wanted to feel him there, pushing inside her back passage. Riding Joe more slowly, she pushed back onto his finger, tentatively.
“You want me there,” Warren whispered.
She nodded, and then the finger was gone and Warren was squatting on his haunches behind her, his naked chest against her back.
“I have lube,” he whispered against her ear. She heard the sounds of a condom being unwrapped, then the lube. He took her hips into his hands and held her steady. Her body was in chaos, but her overriding need was more penetration—Warren’s.
Joe lay beneath them, watching, waiting, his breath bated, his eyes glazed with lust. “You’re one hot lady.”
She stared down at him, and laughed incredulously when his eyebrows lifted suggestively.
Warren circled and eased his lubed finger into her anus, slowly opening her up, wetting her with the lube as he went. He penetrated her with the length of his finger, bit by bit, firmly delving his slick digit inside her.
Wild waves of sensation skittered over her whole body, her sphincter twitching against his finger, grasping at the hard intrusion. She clenched inside in response to that persistent finger, and Joe cried out because her sex had clenched, too.
“Christ, that feels good,” he said.
A rush of humiliation at being so exposed overcame her, making her close her eyes, but it was entwined with the deep pleasure of the foreign intrusion. She opened her eyes and saw that Joe was watching, his hands on her thighs, his eyes glistening with anticipation.
“Are you sure you want me there?” Warren asked her, his voice cool, controlled. “Can you take it, both of us?”
She groaned, unable to form words. She moved her hips on his hand.
“Yes?” he murmured, and she nodded her head, her hair trailing over her face as she swayed, intoxicated with the decadence of the moment, overwhelmed with shame at her secret fantasy to have two men inside her at once, shame that flooded her sex with juices when she was forced to admit that she did want it.
She whimpered, unsure what to do, but the two men guided her. Joe lifted his hips and thrust his hot cock deep inside her sex. She moaned with pleasure, instinctively bending over to kiss him. Joe’s hands locked around her back, his arms holding her down on him, squashing her breasts against his chest. His mouth covered hers and she felt his hands stroking her hair soothingly.
Warren had opened up her cleft and stroked it again, his fingers slick with lube. She wondered vaguely if it was going to be too much for her, and yet she had to know. Full with Joe’s cock, and focused on the prospect of more, she was wildly stimulated. Sheer lust pushed her through the vulnerability and apprehension that rose up. When she felt the head of his cock against her, her sphincter muscle clutched suddenly and then give up its resistance when he pulled her buttocks farther apart. She was open, exposed completely, and there was absolutely nothing she could do to about it.
Warren whispered her name over and over as he eased inside her, probing into her secret passage. A wild, hot sensation burst up through her pelvis and spine. She had a rush of panic, but it was fast replaced with a dark thrill when Warren