“I’ve never done anything like this before, I don’t think,” I explain to them both.
“What, have two men worship your body?” Mateo asks with a heated look on his face.
I shake my head. These two seem experienced, and I’m nervous that I might disappoint them.
“Just do what feels natural, Zoe,” Tomas says as he stops at the edge of the bed.
Mateo joins him. “We will do whatever you want. We can stop at any time,” he says, giving me a reassuring smile. “You’re in charge today, we are all yours.”
My body shivers at that thought. I’m in charge. My dirtiest fantasy has come alive. What do I want first?
“Kiss, I want you two to kiss,” I tell them both.
Mateo gives me a smirk and grabs Tomas’s face and kisses him. Lips twisting and turning in pleasure, tongues clashing, manly moans as strong arms grope each other.
That is so hot.
They seem rougher with each other than they have been with me.
I like it.
Then I feel a hand reaching out for me, not breaking their kiss. A hand that nudges my legs apart for them. I shuffle my legs open for Mateo as he runs his knuckle through my wetness which they have created as I watch them make out. Then his finger sinks into me, and I close my eyes as the feeling overwhelms my scenes. Then I feel another finger push between my folds as they begin to stroke my inner walls, all the while getting lost in each other.
This is hot.
Pressure builds as the two fingers pump inside, my body is on a knife’s edge ready to be pushed over into the abyss. I’m so close I can almost feel it, and then the fingers are gone and my whole-body whimpers at the sudden loss.
“Sorry, angel, we are not ready for you to come yet.” Mateo chuckle.
I pout. “I thought I was in charge?”
“Is she pouting, Mateo?” Tomas laughs, looking down at me.
“I think she is. We can find a better use for her mouth than that, don’t you?”
“Most definitely,” Tomas agrees with a smirk.
“Lay back, angel,” Mateo asks, and I do as I’m told intrigued by what they have planned. He then places one knee on the edge of the bed before the other joins it as he starts to crawl up over my naked body. Soft kisses land on my skin as he moves up and over my body, a kiss on my knee, then my hip, his warmbreath caressing my skin sending goosebumps over my body with each movement. Another kiss lands on my stomach and then underneath my breast, another lands on my nipple, then a tongue slides along the other nipple, pulling a moan from my lips.
Mateo chuckles at my reaction.
He continues kissing me up over my breast to my collarbone. He lays feather-light kisses against my pulse on my neck which is beating uncontrollably, then my cheeks, until he meets my mouth. My lips open for him as he lazily kisses me.
“Open up that mouth for me, angel,” he whispers against my lips.
As he crawls over my body and slides his dick between my breasts. His thick thighs are stretched wide over me. His dick is there, so close. Close enough that I can see the pearl bead of pre-cum on the tip. I lean forward and run my tongue along it, making Mateo curse in Spanish.
Then I feel the bed dip again and Tomas nudging my legs open. His warm breath skates over my mound. I groan as Tomas kisses the sensitive skin of my inner thighs, slowly down one leg and then up the other.
“Concentrate on me,” Mateo commands. “I want to feel that hot, wet mouth around my cock.”
I lean my head forward again and lick the glistening end of it.
“Yes,” Mateo hisses.
Spurred on by his reaction, I open wide and let him feed me his cock. He doesn’t get very far before I choke on it.
“I think we might need to practice on those gag reflexes, angel, because one night I want to see you take my whole cock down your pretty little throat. I want to feel you choking on it as I fuck your tight little mouth. Seeing tears run down these pink cheeks as you take me all the way down, like the good girl I know you are.”