Page 18 of Her Honey Pot (Sweet Treats 3)

Rex’s eyes drop closed as he balances above Tex’s head. The tongue swiping his hole is thorough, doing lashes back and forth before burrowing tight into that deep darkness. Rex lets out a low, throaty moan as he’s penetrated, and almost collapses on Tex’s face.

But the men have a goal to accomplish, and that’s to show me how it’s done. Tex slaps Rex’s backside with a loud smack, and Rex’s eyes slowly open as if in a daze. He levers his huge form up, and then maneuvers himself to straddle Tex’s upright pole.

“Are you ready?” he says in a throaty rasp. I’m not sure who he’s talking to: me or Tex.

But I nod, and Rex grasps the enormous tool in his palm while directing it to his back hole. I watch, unable to breathe, as the filth begins. Gently, Rex rubs the head against his wrinkle, and then lightly edges his weight forward, pushing down onto the huge shaft. Both men moan, and Rex’s eyes close as he continues the pressure. Nothing seems to be happening at first, but then his pucker opens a bit, allowing that huge tool headway. It slips in an inch, and Rex gasps with pleasure.

He opens his eyes then to look at me. I can hardly breathe. Oh my god, Rex has a giant tool in him right now, his cheeks parted as Tex pulses below him.

“Are you watching?” he asks in a strangled voice. “Can you see how it’s done?

I swallow and nod silently, my bosom heaving. Oh my god, will I be able to do this when it’s time?

But both men have other things to focus on right now. Rex’s eyes close again, and he concentrates on what’s happening to him below. With a slight sigh, he leans back and edges himself downwards again, more of that enormous purple shaft disappearing into his brown pucker.

“Unnnh,” he groans with strain. “Oh fuck!”

Tex’s hands go up to circle Rex’s waist.

“I got you,” he rasps. “Let yourself go.”

Rex inhales again through his nose, his eyes still tightly shut. Then he relaxes again and pushes down once more. The huge purple shaft slides further into him until finally, it’s buried all the way inside. My heart beats rapidly as something strums between my legs. Am I really witnessing this dirty deed? But it’s true.

“Unnnnh!” Rex cries out, totally penetrated now. “Oh FUCK!”

“You’ve done great,” Tex growls from below, his hands shaking with need as they grip Rex’s waist. “You took me all. Now let’s give Marni a show.”

Rex’s eyes don’t even open. Letting out a small stream of curse words, he begins to lift himself on Tex’s shaft before dropping down again, the huge pole disappearing and reappearing in his tiny brown pucker. Meanwhile, his own rod bounces up and down in the air, stiff with need. Hot fluid drips from the tip, and my mouth goes dry as I watch. This is blowing my mind, and I can’t wait to see how it finishes.

The two men heave and pull, their giant forms doing a rhythmic dance. I can see them summiting a cliff together, and the underside of Tex’s shaft begins to pulse as his balls tighten and rise. But before he can explode, Rex halts in mid-stride and his eyes flicker open.

“Marni,” he says in a raspy voice. “I’ve shown you how it’s done. Now it’s your turn.”

My cheeks flush as my mouth opens in a silent gasp. What? But evidently, the time has come. Slowly, Rex pulls his bottom off of Tex’s shaft, the huge purple member glistening and even bigger than before. I’m supposed to sit on that?

It seems so because Rex and Tex both smile at me, their hard bodies ready, and suddenly, I know it’s my turn.

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Tex

Marni’s breasts sway and heave as she stares at my dripping pole.

“Oh,” is her single word.

I gesture to the stiff staff again.

“It’s been warmed up for you already, little girl. The time has come.”

She stares unmoving again, but then slowly moves forward as if in a trance. She climbs over me, straddling my form where Rex was just a moment earlier. My friend helps her get into place, eyeing those creamy curves as her thighs part to form a vee above my tip.

“That a girl,” Rex says in a throaty voice. “I gotcha.”

Once Marni is positioned just right, he reaches down and grasps my slick member in his hand. The fingers slip and slide a bit and I let out a throaty moan of pleasure as additional seed spills from the tip.

“He’s ready for you, see?” Rex asks with a sly smile. Then he positions the tip at Marni’s hole and nudges her folds open.

“Now sink down,” he instructs. “It’s going to feel tight, but it’ll also feel good.”

Marni takes a deep breath and obeys. Slowly, her swollen lips part, hugging the tip of my rod. Then she descends a bit and stops, her eyes fluttering open.

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