Page 76 of Pucking the Team
God only knew what I looked like—on my hands and knees, top dragged low, skirt shoved high, my perfect pale butt in the air and being fondled by one huge hockey player while I bobbed up and down on his brother’s cock.
Just the thought of that image, and the wanton way I was behaving, had my pussy quivering for penetration. Ben gave it, feeling his way into me with one hand over my shoulder to hold me firm as he explored.
I clenched around his fingers, craving it, eager for more.
“You’re a wild little thing,” Ben said. He bent over me to speak by my ear. “But that’s cool, ’cause we can keep up.” He nipped my lobe. “And I’m going to fuck you at the same time you suck my brother off.”
I released Theo’s cock. “Yes…yes…but condom. Get a condom.”
“I can do that.”
His body heat left me, and I took Theo deep to the base of my throat. When he was lodged there, I swallowed, tugging on his tip.
“Ah, fuck.” His hips jerked, and his body tensed further.
Then Ben was back, lodging in behind me. I was aware of his cock at my entrance and braced for his invasion.
It didn’t come; instead, he rubbed through my wetness, coating his hardness.
I slid up Theo’s cock, my hand following my mouth, and when I reached the top, Ben sank deep.
Sweet heaven, it felt good. He was stone-hard and long, and his width stretched me wide. I was so wet from my orgasm that it was an easy glide to full depth that had me groaning long and low, the sound vibrating around Theo’s cock tip.
“I’m not going to last long,” Theo moaned. “Seeing you get fucked, while you’re doing that to me. Ah…yeah…”
I could tell his was close. A drip of pre-cum had leaked onto my tongue, and his whole body seemed to be vibrating with the effort of controlling his orgasm.
Ben withdrew then eased in again, letting out a string of expletives that confirmed he was enjoying being inside me.
I was hot, my body alive in a way it hadn’t been for so long. I upped my enthusiasm on Theo’s cock and was quickly rewarded by his cry of ecstasy. But he didn’t come in my mouth, he cupped my chin and lifted my head from his cock to stare into my eyes. I clasped his shaft, working him hard and fast as spurts of cum landed on his stomach, some stringing in his body hair. His mouth hung open in bliss, and the tendons on his neck strained. I kept working his cock, excitement winging through me.
“Fuck yeah,” Ben said breathlessly and continued to fuck me. “You feel so fucking amazing, Pippa.”
“So…do…you,” I managed.
Theo sprang forward, pushing me upward.
Ben seemed to coordinate with him, lodging my back to his chest until I was on my knees on the sofa. He was still inside me.
“That was incredible,” Theo gasped. “You’reincredible.”
I couldn’t answer because his mouth was on mine, feeding me a deep, tongue-filled kiss that had me melting for more.
“You’re ours,” Ben murmured against my ear. “Right this moment, here, now, only we exist.”
It certainly felt that way, and I clung to Theo’s shoulders and let Ben thrust in and out of me.
I moaned, wanting more, needing more.
Theo must have understood my desires because he slid his fingers to my pussy and stroked over my clit.
A thick groan erupted from my throat. He’d hit the spot just right. If he kept doing that with Ben inside me, I’d soon be coming again. Oh God, and I wanted to come again. What was the matter with me? I was insatiable…or so it seemed.
Theo broke the kiss. “She’s so wet, dripping.”
“Fuck I know.” Ben’s voice was strained and his cock so hard I was sure he, too, was getting near.
Another minute passed with me sandwiched between both men, and then Ben spoke again, hotly, onto my temple. “Ride me, Pippa. Take what you need from me.”
