Page 63 of Better When Shared
Understanding dawned as Caleb grabbed her hips and thrust up into her in a rough movement that made her gasp. I positioned myself behind her, my hands spreading her ass cheeks to reveal her glistening pussy, already swollen and wet from Caleb's ministrations, stuffed with his thick cock.
I’d never get tired of looking at them joined like this. There was something so intimate and sexy about it.
“Fuck me, too, baby,” she whined, leaning forward to give me access. But instead of entering her immediately, I ducked down,tasting her first, gathering her wetness on my tongue, kissing her inner thighs, licking his shaft as it slid in and out of her.
When I lifted my head, Caleb was kissing her fiercely.
I lined myself up with her entrance, and it felt impossible at first, like he was taking up all of the space. But then her body adjusted, and the head of my cock pressed in. She whimpered, and Caleb went still, holding her for me as I pushed inside with one long, slow thrust that all three of us groaned.
With him already inside her, she was so tight, so wet, and it was like I was fucking her, too.
I felt Caleb's cock slide against mine inside Nisha's tight pussy, the dual sensation of her silken walls and his rigid length creating friction unlike anything I'd ever experienced. We stayed like that for a bit, joined, barely moving as she whimpered between us, stuffed beyond full.
It took us a moment to find a rhythm, him pulling back as I pushed forward, our cocks dragging against each other with each stroke.
"Oh fuck," Nisha whimpered, her back arching as she pushed back against us. "You're both so—so big—I can feel every inch—"
The sight of her stretched around both of us, taking us together, was almost too much to bear. Her pussy gripped us impossibly tight, the wetness increasing with each thrust until obscene squelching sounds filled the room along with our collective moans.
"You like that, baby?" I growled, gripping her hips hard enough to leave marks. "Like feeling both your men inside you at once?"
"Yes," she sobbed, her arms trembling as she struggled to brace herself against the wild assault of both of our cocks. "God yes—so full—"
Caleb reached up to tangle his fingers in her hair, pulling her down for a bruising kiss while his hips worked in counterpoint to mine. I could feel his cock pulsing against mine, feel the way her inner walls fluttered and clenched around us both. The knowledge that we were sharing her most intimate place, fucking each other while driving each other wild, sent heat spiraling through my core.
"Fuck, the way you feel against me," Caleb groaned, his eyes meeting mine over Nisha's shoulder. "So fucking good, Jules."
I leaned forward, bracing one hand beside his head while the other remained on Nisha's hip, creating a cage of our bodies around her. The new angle had me sliding deeper, my cock head brushing against that spot inside her that always made her scream.
"Right there," she gasped, her entire body tensing. "Don't stop—please don't stop—fuck me."
We increased our pace, thrusting harder, faster, the room filling with the sounds of skin slapping against skin, of labored breathing and desperate moans. Sweat dripped down my chest, pooled in the small of my back as I drove into her again and again, feeling Caleb's cock rubbing against mine with each stroke.
"I can feel you both getting bigger," Nisha panted, her inner muscles clenching rhythmically around us. "Stretching me so good—fuck—I'm gonna—"
Her words dissolved into a high, keening wail as her first orgasm crashed through her. Her pussy contracted violently around our cocks, her thighs trembling, back arching as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her. I held her hips, keeping her in place as Caleb and I continued to thrust through her climax, prolonging it until she collapsed against his chest, gasping for breath.
"Not done with you yet, love," Caleb murmured, pressing kisses along her collarbone. "We're just getting started."
I slid my hand up her sweat-slicked back, relishing her shivers as our cocks remained buried deep inside her. "Can you take more, baby? Can you come again for us?"
"Please," she whimpered, her voice wrecked and vulnerable. "Don't stop fucking me. Don’t ever stop."
That was all the encouragement we needed. Caleb and I locked eyes, establishing a new rhythm—slower, deeper, more deliberate. Instead of alternating thrusts, we moved together now, both pushing in at the same time, stretching her wider, then withdrawing in unison until just our tips remained inside.
"Fuck, I can feel every ridge of your cock," Caleb groaned, his voice strained with pleasure. "The way you pulse against me—"
I reached down between us, my fingers finding Nisha's clit, circling it with firm pressure that made her jerk between us. "And I can feel how your cock twitches every time she clenches around us."
Nisha was incoherent, a stream of broken pleas and curses falling from her lips as we filled her together, our combined girth stretching her pussy to its limits. Her wetness coated us both,dripping down onto Caleb's balls, making the glide smoother, hotter.
"More," she demanded, her hips rolling desperately to take us deeper. "Harder—fuck me harder—"
We obliged, increasing our pace until the headboard slammed against the wall, the mattress creaking beneath our combined weight. The friction of Caleb's cock sliding against mine inside Nisha's tight heat was bringing me dangerously close to the edge.
"You feel so fucking good," I panted, leaning down to bite Nisha's shoulder, leaving marks that matched the ones Caleb had already placed on her neck. "Both of you—god—"
Caleb's hand found mine where it braced beside his head, our fingers intertwining as we continued to thrust into Nisha's willing body. The simple intimacy of that touch, combined with the intense pleasure of our shared penetration, made my chest tighten with emotions I couldn't name.
