Page 60 of Outlaws' Single Mom
“Come here. That’s right, down all the way. Rest your weight on my chest and relax.”
I obey as best I can, shivering when something cool and slippery drips down over my ass. “Good girl,” Jackal growls from behind me.
He takes the vibe again, and this time while I’m warmed up and slick from lube, it sinks in a lot more easily. I gasp and clench at the first sensation of having something in both holes.
“You good?” Stiff asks, stroking my cheek with his thumb.
I nod. “Just different.”
Jackal turns the vibe on, at its lowest setting. I groan softly, digging my fingers into Stiff's chest and spreading my knees a little further.
Stiff jerks beneath me. “Shit, I can feel it.”
Jackal starts thrusting the vibe slowly, twisting it as he gets me used to the feeling, adding more lubeevery time there’s any resistance. This whole time, Lash is watching, stroking himself while he takes in the sight.
“Doing good, babe,” Stiff whispers while stroking my hair. “You're gonna fucking love this.”
“Mmhm,” I agree, tentatively and with all my concentration elsewhere. I think he's right, but it's a lot right now.
When Jackal pulls the vibe away, I actually feel too empty, but he doesn’t leave me that way for long. There’s a bigger pressure, and then the head of Jackal's cock pops inside. My eyes shoot wide open, and a lusty growl escapes my throat. It feels the same, but different. He's much bigger, and with Stiff in my pussy, the stretch is a constant pleasurable ache. The two of them together has my heart pounding with anticipation, both nervous and excited.
“You okay, honey?” Jackal runs his fingertips up and down my spine, which sends shivers through me that make me squeeze around them, feeling so incredibly stuffed.
I nod. It's already starting to feel good. The feelings mingle, combine into something greater that's absolutely amazing. That has me wanting more.
“More,” I groan.
Jackal starts a rocking motion, very gentle, very shallow, but little by little inching more and more of himself inside me. And as he slides deeper and deeper, I feel so full, so over the top fucked by two of my favorite people at once.
“Fuck, that's amazing,” Jackal hisses as he’s finally in me completely.
“Arch your back baby. Push against us.” Stiff brushes the hair out of my face and watches me closely. I obey the best I can, shifting the angle until they feel even deeper inside me. And then Jackal starts to move.
Holy shit. Slick with lube, he glides smoothly out, and then back in, first with shallow thrusts and then longer and more forceful as I adjust to his thickness. And then Stiff moves, and I give up trying to do anything but rock between them as they control the speed. At first their thrusts aren’t coordinated, but after a few tries, they fall into a rhythm that’s mind-blowing. The sinfully dirty sensation has me sweating and moaning, with my eyes squeezed tight so all I have to do is feel. I pant, riding both of their cocks as my heart thunders and my pulse races.
There's no going back from this. I don't know how just one man could ever be enough for me again, in all ways, sex and otherwise. Maybe I'm spoiled, but I'm willing to accept that if it means I get to keep them.
“Hey, gorgeous,” Lash says from above. I open my eyes and find his hard cock right in front of my face. “All three of us remember? You got my tongue, now it's my turn.”
I laugh between gasps. To be fair, he's right. Besides, I want to. I wrap my lips around him and swirl my tongue around the head, teasing it and getting rewarded with a thick gasp as I slide over that sensitive spot on the underside where the head meets the shaft. I tighten my lips and suck as I bob in time with Stiff and Jackal's fucking, until all four of us are moving in the same rhythm. And when Lash pulls out and strokes himself as he watches, I swirl my tongue over his balls, loving how he hisses when I gently massage the sensitive skin. He lets me for a few long moments, and then he's back in my mouth, thrusting gently while I let the rocking motion control my speed and depth. As the guys speed up, so do I, and as Lash's breath gets shorter and shorter, I know he's reaching the point of no return.
Jackal and Stiff are too, their grips on my thighs and hips getting tighter and their thrusts harder and faster. The sounds coming out of my mouth around Lash’s shaft are purely animal. I grip his thighs while I cling on for dear life and chase the feel of my next orgasm.
It starts deep inside, stoked to a fever pitch by the cocks sliding next to each other inside of me, and then works its way all the way up until I'm seeing stars on the backs of my eyelids. I groan around Lash, and it's the last straw for him as my throat vibrates around his sensitive head. He swells, pressing my lips wider, pulses once, twice, and then my mouth is flooded with cum. I swallow as fast as I can, taking everything he's got, sucking out every drop until I tease the last drops off the tip of him with my tongue.
And that's when the second wave rolls through me. Lash falls from my mouth as I gasp for breath. I shake between Stiff and Jackal, who fuck me straight me through the orgasm, making it feel like it lasts forever. I fall forwards onto Stiff. He wraps his arms around me and clutches me to his warm chest while I twitch against him. My head swims as I lose contact with theworld, my eyes blank even before my eyelids fall shut. I keen, deep in the back of my throat as Jackal loses control and thrusts in fully before pulsing inside. That sets Stiff off. He arches up and groans, coming hard.
We all collapse together into one big pile. Jackal and Stiff slide out of me, leaving me feeling empty, eminently satisfied, and so worn out that I'm tempted to just fall asleep, even though it's still only afternoon. Jackal slips off the couch long enough to go wash, then comes back with a washcloth to clean up some of the worst of the mess. He drops into the couch next to me and Stiff, who's providing the most wonderful, warm cushion for me to be draped over. And on the other side of me is Lash, eased back and lazily caressing my thigh.
“That was… something.” My voice is hoarse.
“Fuck, that was amazing.” Stiff runs his fingers through my hair while his other hand comes around me, holding me against him. “You okay, baby? Not too rough?”
“Ask me again tomorrow,” I say with a laugh. “I might not be able to walk.”
Lash grins. “I absolutely will.”
I stick out my tongue and he leans over and kisses it.
