Page 43 of Same Girl
“Yes.”
“Tell me you’re sure, baby, and I’ll let him inside of you.”
“Stretch me to capacity, baby.” I moaned.
Fyve shifted onto his knees and spread my legs out wide. His fingers slid across me, stroking me, teasing me, and spreading my juices all over.
“You’re so wet, li’l baby,” he muttered against my lips as he cupped my chin.
“You two make me this way.”
“Tell me how you want me to do it, Mya.”
“I want it slow but deep.”
“You sure you can handle me and him both, ma? We’re big men.”
“I can,” I moaned as my legs lowered just a bit.
“Last time you were sore for days. Said the girls at the shop were looking at you funny,” Fyve replied, reminding me of the pain I endured from double penetration the last time they went inside of me.
He stroked his dick while he waited for my response. In the moment, I was on a drunken high, and even the memory of the pain of the time before did nothing to lessen the aphrodisiac of the moment. I couldn’t say no. I could not turn away what my body was desperately begging for.
“I’m sure. Give me that dick, Fyve,” I cried out.
“That’s all I needed to hear, sweet baby,” he grumbled.
Chosen was slowly rocking up into me from behind, but he maneuvered my legs back out so that Fyve could get inside of me. Chosen was lying down on his back in the sand, and he stopped moving long enough for Fyve to enter me.
The feeling of completion that washed over me when both men were inside of me was incomparable. I felt that I could never be closer to them than I was in the moment, not just physically, but mentally and intimately as well.
Fyve cupped the back of my head and sealed our lips with a kiss. He bit my lip until I opened my mouth. “You’re my gahdamn woman, li’l baby.”
“Yes! Yes, I am!” I shrieked as he thrust forcefully into me.
He rocked forward, and I cried out. The pleasure on his face brought me such immense joy. Chosen reached around and fingered my clit, driving me over the top.
“I’m not gonna last. I’m going to cum,” I declared breathlessly.
“Ya li’l ass betta not cum. Not yet. We’re not through with you, are we, Chosen?”
“Hell nah,” Chosen replied.
They began to take turns rocking back and forth in and out of me. I felt like a seesaw as delight and sensual pleasure overtook my limbs. Chosen kept rubbing my button as Fyve tugged at my nipples. Pleasure licked at my spine, causing my body to tremble with uncontrolled desire. I felt like a volcano, about to erupt.
“Oh gosh.”
“Talk to me, baby. What are you feeling?” Chosen asked.
“I cannot contain it. I’m barely holding on,” I cried as my breathing grew ragged.
They probed me in a slow, repetitive rhythm one at a time until they sped up their movements until I could no longer breathe properly.
“I’m about to nut, sweet baby. You feel so damn good,” Chosen groaned in my ear.
“Me too. Let’s do this shit,” Fyve declared as they both fucked me into delirium.
“Argghh!” Chosen roared.
