Page 51 of Swept Away
“Man, she’s wet,” he says, pulling his fingers out and lifting them so Mason and I can see how slick my arousal is.
Mason pulls back, his cock bouncing away from my mouth while Carter looks at me with a deep hunger in his eyes.
My fingers are still wrapped around Carter’s hard-on when Mason curls his arms around my hips and pulls my pussy to his mouth.
“Oh… Damn it,” I let out, feeling his tongue inside me and the huge storm about to unfurl in my body.
Shaking and panting, I look at Carter in desperation.
My legs move on their own accord, trembling against Mason’s head while Carter pushes up to his knee, and I have a clear path out of this.
The head of his erection pushes through my lips, and I almost black out when he runs his hard length smoothly into my mouth, and I move my lips around his sculpted hardness.
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The first orgasmwith them wrecks me.
It breaks through me at light speed as Mason sucks on my clit and fucks my hole with his tongue while Carter’s cock is about to burst in my mouth.
Their voices are rough as they exchange a few clipped words while I ride that beautiful rollercoaster of pleasure, moaning out of my mind, and licking Carter’s cock like it’s the last thing I want to do on this earth.
“She’s so fucking hot,” Carter says, rocking his hips against my mouth as I moan around him.
“And she tastes like heaven. You need to eat her out to get a taste of her sweet pussy,” Mason says, coming next to me, slowly tugging at his erection, his chest wet with sweat, his lips open, letting out labored breaths.
He’s never been more attractive as he keeps stroking himself while resting his hand on my thigh.
“Enough, baby girl,” Carter says, sliding himself out of my mouth. “You need to finish us both now,” he says with a smile. “The only problem is I don’t want to finish first.”
Mason laughs at my side.
“Don’t count on me, man. I won’t do it.”
I’m suddenly aware they’re both looking at me.
“It’s your turn, honey,” Carter says, sitting next to me.
I move my eyes from one to the other, still basking in the afterglows, while they’re both as hard as the coffee table.
Mason’s hand slides to my thigh.
“We’ll both fuck you, baby,” he says as I move my eyes back to him.
His head is tilted back, his eyes almost closed, a hand sliding over his face.
“But first, you need to show us how much you want it.”
A smile tickles my lips.
He’s still not looking at me.
“How would you like me to do that?” I ask.
“Choose what you like. Everything is on the table. We’re not picky.”
I pivot in my seat and stare at him until he tilts his eyes to me.
