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I positioned myself behind Gemma, dousing my condom-covered cock in a generous portion of lube. My hands settled on her hips as I guided my cock to her pussy alongside Enzo. She was so wet, so open from her orgasm.
"Oh god," she gasped, her voice breaking. "Brian, I don't think—"
"You can take us both." I pressed forward with careful pressure. "Your pussy was made for this, baby. Made to be filled, to take two cocks. You love a little roughness, pain with your pleasure."
The first inch was the hardest, her body stretching to accommodate both of us. Enzo's cock slid against mine, separated only by the thin condoms.
It was incredible. She was so tight, so hot, so perfect wrapped around us both.
"Fuck," Enzo groaned, his hands gripping her ass. "I can feel you, Brian. I can feel your cock."
I pushed deeper, watching Gemma's face for any sign of discomfort. But all I saw was wonder, pleasure, a kind of desperate hunger that made my own need spike to almost painful levels.
“Careful with the condoms.” I braced my fingers around the base of my cock to hold the condom in place. “We need to move together.”
"More," she whimpered. "Please, I need more."
I gave her more, sliding deeper until I was fully seated inside her. She was full now, both of us buried in her pussy, and it was unlike anything I'd ever experienced. I could feel every twitch of Enzo's cock, every flutter of Gemma's walls around us both. We were joined together, as one.
"How does it feel?" I asked. "Having both of us inside you?"
She reached behind her and pulled me closer. "Perfect. I've never felt so full. So complete."
I began to move, slow and careful at first, letting her adjust to the double penetration. Enzo matched my rhythm, both of us fucking into her with synchronized thrusts that had her crying out with each stroke.
Her nails dug into Enzo’s shoulders as she braced herself against him. "Harder. Please, I need it harder."
The request sent fire racing through my veins. I'd suspected she might need more intensity, might crave the kind of rough treatment her controlled exterior seemed to hide. I increased my pace, my hands moving to cup her breasts, squeezing them roughly as I fucked into her, guiding Enzo to move with me.
I was right. She liked things rough and risky.
"Like this?" I asked. "Is this what you need?"
She nodded frantically, her pussy quivering around us. "Yes. Don't stop."
Enzo's hands tightened on her ass, his own thrusts becoming more forceful. "You love being fucked like this, don't you?" he panted. "Love having two cocks stretching your pussy."
"Yes.” Her voice broke with need as she thrashed between us, her eyes rolling back. "Oh fuck yes."
I could feel her building toward another orgasm, could see the way her body tensed and shook between us. My own climax was approaching fast, the combination of her tight pussy and the friction of Enzo's cock against mine pushing me toward the edge.
"Come for us again." I reached between us, my fingers finding her clit. "Come around our cocks, Gem. Show us how much you love being fucked."
The orgasm that tore through her was even more intense than the first, her entire body convulsing as she screamed our names. I could feel her pussy rippling around us, milking our cocks with desperate contractions that finally pushed me over the edge.
"Fuck.” My orgasm crashed through me, sudden and sooner than I’d expected. I came hard, filling the condom with pulse after pulse of cum while Gemma's pussy squeezed me tight, like her body wanted to milk every drop out of me. Enzo followed seconds later, his own climax making his cock throb against mine.
We carefully pulled out of her, and I disposed of the condoms, then we collapsed together on the bed, all three of us breathing hard. Gemma was sandwiched between us, her body still trembling with aftershocks, and I could see the wonder in her eyes as she looked between us.
"That was..." she started, then stopped, shaking her head. "I never knew it could feel like that."
"Like what?" I eyed her, pressing a soft kiss to her shoulder.
"Like I actually needed it," she said. "Like my body was hungry for your cocks instead of enduring the penetration."
I felt something fierce and possessive unfurl in my chest.
"I never want you to fake it," I said, my voice rough with emotion. "Not with us. If it’s not working, tell us."
