between us. I knew I wanted him to fuck me – him and Davis. But kissing him was so divinely sweet, and it offered a slow entrance into what I knew was the main event.
Pulling away, I gave him a sly grin as I slowly slid myself down over his rigid cock. Andrew let out a guttural moan, laying his head back on the couch.
“You let me do all the work, baby,” I said, rolling my hips over him. Where Davis’s cock was hard and veiny, Andrew was smooth and girthy. He stretched me wide open, filling my pussy more completely than any cock I’d ever had before. Fucking him was a slow, steady process which nearly brought me to orgasm just by him slipping inside.
I reached a hand out to Davis, grabbing his cock in my palm and jerking him off. I matched my speed to both of them, stroking and fucking them identically. Davis grit his teeth together, humping himself up into my palm as I fucked my husband beside him.
“You ready to fuck my ass, Mr. Howell?” I panted, twisting my hand around his shaft.
“You think there are multiple answers to a question like that?” he gasped. I watched as he pulled my hand away then stood up, grabbing the lube which had fallen from the bag.
“Bend over,” he said forcefully.
I leaned over Andrew, pressing my face into the sweaty woodsy smell of my husband’s neck. I stilled myself over his cock, feeling him pulsing deep within me.
Davis kneeled on the ground before the couch, lowering his mouth to my ass. I moaned as he ran his tongue around my tight hole, spreading my cheeks apart with his palms. I felt Andrew gently thrust up below me, fucking me ever so slowly as his boss ate out my ass.
I felt my body begin to tremble, my thighs quivering as Andrew gently rocked below me, as Davis ran his tongue along my cheeks. I wrapped my arms around my husband, pressing myself more deeply into him as I readied myself for what I knew was coming next.
Davis slipped two slick fingers into my ass, gently sliding them in and out. I felt Andrew pick up the pace below me, holding my hips steady as he fucked me from below. Arching my back up, I let out a moan, biting my lip as that familiar heat rose up within me.
I heard Davis fumbling with another condom; heard the foil rip and the sound of latex rolling over his cock. Another cold squirt of lube hit my ass and Andrew stopped moving, lowering his mouth to my nipples and sucking on each of them.
Davis positioned himself behind me, and I felt him slide his thick shaft into me. I cried out, throwing my head back as he fully entered me, backing out slightly before pressing his entire length into my tight ass.
Andrew ran his hands over my body before cupping my face.
“Fuck you look gorgeous,” he said – and then he started to fuck me.
I clenched myself against Andrew, feeling both my husband and Davis fucking me at the same time. Their cocks pounded in unison – Davis took my ass as Andrew continued to fill my tender pussy. I moaned, gripping Andrew’s shoulders as Davis dug his fingers into my hips, drilling himself into my ass.
I felt so wondrously full, stretched to my limits as both men relentlessly pounded me. Andrew gasped below me, his breath ragged and quick. I heard Davis panting behind me as he gripped me tighter, swinging his hand back to land a firm blow on my ass. I yelped, holding tighter to Andrew as if afraid to fall off my ride.
“You want me to come in your ass, my little come whore?” panted Davis, continuing to slide himself in and out of me. He paused, spreading my ass cheeks apart and sliding fully out of me. I gasped as he left my ass, feeling the sensation of him withdrawing.
“You want my come to drip out your ass and onto your husband’s cock?” he asked, slipping himself back in. I moaned, pressing my hips back as far as I could, feeling my pussy stretched tight with Davis and Andrew both rocking inside me.
“Come in her ass,” moaned Andrew. “I wanna see you come in my wife’s ass.”
“Get up,”