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into her mouth at the
vibrating sensations. He scooped up her now tossed hair into his hand, holding
it up from her face so he could watch her pleasure him with her stroking hands
and sucking mouth and licking tongue. Bea quivered all over as she felt his
fingers push aside the cotton panel of her panties. It all felt so wicked and
erotic; they were all practically still fully dressed, and yet Ryan was just
about to fuck her here on the massive couch. With Jason on one end, leaning
back as she bobbed her mouth up and down on his dick, and then with Ryan on the
other end, stroking up her shivery pussy from the back with the probing tip of
his cock.
    “Fucking hell, Bea; I’ve wanted to be inside you so long it’s making me
crazy,” Ryan groaned, his hands cupping her ass and spreading the cheeks wide
so he could see his cock sliding up and down the length of her slit. Her pink
rosebud winked up at him and he licked his right thumb moist, before sending it
one joint deep into her ass ring. She moaned, he swore, his breathing harsh as
he stroked in and out of her ass for a few moments till she was shivering and
pleading for him to fuck her.
    “Love it when you talk dirty, baby,” he crooned, right before he hitched
her thong to the far side of her ass. With one single jab of his hips, he sent
his shaft deep into her molten walls.

 
 
    Chapter Eight
    Bea’s world shattered into a million fragments when Ryan claimed her.
Her whole body shuddered to feel him buried so deep inside her at one go. On
the second thrust, he went in even deeper. She moaned on and on, her body
bucking forward with each pound from Ryan. Jason guided her mouth back to his
throbbing stem, and this way, she was plugged on either side with the two most
magnificent cocks she’d ever had in her life.
    Their passion, all three of them, was boundless, seamless. It flowed and
melted into one another. Ryan stroked in and out of her with steady, blurring
thrusts, while Jason shafted her mouth again and again with his straining cock.
She loved it all, and wanted more. Their collective sounds of pleasure rent the
air and it sounded like an orgy of thirty, not three. Bea felt shameless; her
cries grew louder as Ryan’s plunges came harder, faster, deeper.
    But just on that split-second before her second orgasm exploded, he
pulled away, withdrawing completing from her clutching walls. She almost shed
tears of deprivation, till she realized there was more. Jason had now sat up on
the couch. His powerful arms seized her by the waist and then planted her over
him, so that she straddled his waist. And just like that, she was impaled on
his rock-hard pole. She let out a cry of agonized pleasure as her pussy was
pumped up and down his cock. His hands gripped the cheeks of her ass, guiding
in the rise and fall that saw her pussy swallowing him up again and again. She
threw her head back as he seized the nipple swaying before his face, her
fingers buried in his strong shoulder. Once more she was treated to a thorough,
most solid fuck, what with Jason finally shedding all restraint and ramping
upwards with his hips and driving into her with force. She felt blinded by
bliss, unable to perceive anything but the hot demanding cock spearing into her
incessantly. She became conscious of Ryan standing behind the couch, close to
her head. Instinctively, she reached for his cock, which was pointing straight
at her. She felt so wanton yet powerful as she seized the thick staff and
tugged it into her mouth. Her lips met bare flesh and she moaned around it,
hearing his own deep-throated groan. Lost in a maze of
lust, she began to swing and rock her body, riding Jason faster on her way to
meet the enormous orgasmic wave heading her way.
    “Yeah baby,” he rasped, his hands squeezing tighter on her bouncing ass.
“Fuck that cock…ride me till you gush your hot juices
all over me. Damn you’re tight…so tight. You’ll milk me dry…”
    His words made her moan even louder,