“Yes, Alice,” he says. “If you want it, come let me give it to you. Brett will make sure you are quiet.”
“What if I suffocate you or something?” I ask.
“You won’t. Stop making excuses, Alice,” he says, smiling. He lays on the bed.
“Unless… you don’t want to come?” Brett asks.
“I could just find someone who would take control instead of making me take that step because they’re too afraid I don’t actually want it,” I retort. I move to get up like I’m going to follow through with my threat. Zeke growls as he grabs my waist and hauls me on top of him. I gasp when I go from laying on the bed to straddling his face in seconds. Brett moves to the edge of the bed to face me. He has one hand on the back of my neck and presses the other over my mouth just as Zeke wraps his arms around my thighs and pulls me down on top of his mouth. My hands find Brett’s biceps and I grip him as Zeke sucks my clit into his mouth. My moan is practically a scream as my eyes roll back.
“That’s it. Good girl,” Brett praises me softly. He holds me still, but I can’t stop screaming into his hand. I can’t tell the difference between one orgasm and the build of another. My body is violently shaking as he has me coming over and over. My screams fade into whimpers and tears sting my eyes. It feels so goddamn good. I don’t know why it’s making me cry. Nothing about this is worth being upset over. “Oh, mousy girl. You’re so pretty when you cry for us.”
Brett uncovers my mouth right as another orgasm is about to explode out of me and kisses me hard. I grab his face and a guttural groan from deep in my chest sounds as my body tenses and my arousal floods out of me. Zeke eagerly drinks from me like a man dying of thirst.
When he unwraps his arms from my thighs, he is still bringing me down from my orgasm. I am still desperately kissing Brett as my whispers and moans start to fade. I hear Zeke’s belt before he moves me down and sits up. He grabs my face and kisses me hard as I sit in his lap. I can taste my sweet arousal on his tongue, and it makes me groan.
“Are you on birth control?” he asks.
“Yes,” I nod.
“Do you trust me when I say we are clean?”
“Yes.”
“Have you been tested?”
“A few weeks ago, for my birth control implant. I haven't had sex in months,” I say honestly.
“Put your arms around my neck,” he says. I do as he says, and I feel Brett’s hands on my waist and Zeke grips my hips. “I’m not going to lie to you, Alice. This isn’t going to be comfortable at first. Tell me if it’s too much.
“Mhmm,” I say as I bury my face in his neck. I feel the head of his cock at the entrance of my pussy. As he starts to lower me onto him, I stretch wide to accommodate his massive cock. We both groan as he slowly fills me. I feel like I am being split in two and I am trying so hard not to tense.
“It hurts. You’re too big,” I whimper as he brings tears to my eyes.
“You are doing so well, baby,” Brett praises.
“Just do it. Just fill me in. Going slow hurts too much,” I whimper again.
“Are you sure?” Zeke asks seriously and I nod. Zeke nods to Brett who pulls me back some before covering my mouth again. Zeke pulls out of me a bit and I close my eyes.
Zeke surges into me, suddenly filling me with his cock. While he groans deeply, a scream racks from my throat but is muffled by Brett’s hand. I am practically sobbing but I cannot ignore how good it feels to be completely stuffed by him. He is so fucking huge, and he was right when he said I’d be sore tomorrow. I’ll be sore for the rest of my life.
I am trying to calm down and it helps when Brett uncovers my mouth. “Are you okay?” Zeke asks seriously.
“Mhmm,” I nod. My breathing is quickened.
“Just sit still for a second,” he says as he pulls me to his chest. We wrap our arms around one another as he lays back. “We are going to do the same with Brett, but we have to go slow. He will hurt you if he does it the way I did.”
“Okay,” I whimper. “It hurts my belly. You’re so deep.”
“Do you need to stop?” he asks.
“No. Please don’t,” I say quickly. “I’m okay.” I groan and bury my face when Brett pushes two lube-covered fingers into my ass.
“There you go, baby. Relax for me,” Brett encourages. He slowly fucks me with his hand until I relax completely, then replaces his fingers with the head of his cock.
“Fuck,” I groan as he pushes the head of his cock into me. He slowly and gently fucks my ass, pushing a little deeper with each slow stroke he makes. When Zeke starts to move, everything flips. Suddenly pleasure rolls through me. “Oh, dear heavens.”
“Fuck, Alice,” Zeke moans. “Your tight little cunt is fucking gripping me.”