But right now, it’s a different kind of learning they have in mind. Two sets of blue eyes gleam at me, and as I watch, the towels begin to rise in their laps. My mouth goes dry. Oh my god, I’ve seen them in action once already, but they didn’t touch me then. Am I ready for a new type of hedonism?
My breath comes fast, and my cheeks flush. But my eyes are bright and eager as I look at the two men.
“Yes, Aaron. Yes, Andrew. Take me. I want it.”
The two men let out low laughs.
“Good, sweetheart, because we weren’t going to let you say no. Now come here, Naomi. Come and let us enjoy you.”
Come here? What should I do? Tentatively, I get up.
“Should I take off my clothes first?”
Andrew and Aaron shake their heads.
“No, it’s all good. We’ll do that for you.”
I look between the two men, and slowly make my way to Aaron, who’s sitting on the couch facing mine. Andrew gets up and positions himself next to Aaron so that I’m facing both of them. Then, Aaron brings me down in his arms so that I’m cradled in his lap and steals my mouth in a deep, soul-searching kiss. It’s thrilling and heady, and my head feels like it’s going to float off even as I sink within waves of bliss.
“Oh ummm,” I moan.
Meanwhile, Andrew strokes my breasts through my t-shirt, tweaking the hard tips and making me gasp a bit. Then, there’s a ripping sound and I break free of Aaron’s mouth.
“Oh my god, you tore my top!”
Andrew looks ruefully at the cotton rags in his hands.
“I did,” he acknowledges. “But it’s okay, sweetheart. We’re in the process of doing laundry, so we’ll have plenty of clean clothes in no time.”
Then, he reaches for my soft cotton shorts in order to slip them off over my feet. But instead, there’s another loud ripping sound, and I see that the terrycloth is now also in rags in his hands.
“Sorry,” Andrew says again, not at all sorry. “I couldn’t resist sweetheart. You’re so juicy and ripe, and I need to get in here,” he says, running a big hand down my slit. It’s already swollen and gleaming, and he positions himself so that his head is between my legs before pushing my knees wide to look at my beautiful snatch.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he rasps hoarsely. “So fucking pink and tasty.”
I don’t know what comes over me, but I lift my knees further, and reach down to part my lips for him, showing him my dripping ruby walls.
“I am,” I breathe. “Now take what’s yours, Daddy.”
Immediately, Andrew dives into my muff, sucking on my hard nub while tingles run through my kitty. I let out a scream, but it’s swallowed by Aaron, who catches my mouth in his for another deep kiss.
“Enjoy it, Naomi,” he rasps against my lips. “Get real wet, pretty girl.”
That’s an understatement because beneath Andrew’s ministrations, I’m already gushing like a waterfall. Hot streams of juice coat his tongue, and he laps at me hungrily, enjoying my savory sweet taste.
“Fuck,” he grunts. “You’ve been eating well, honey.”
But the stimulation is too much. One man is tasting my snatch while the other one tweaks and twists my nipples. Within seconds, I’m losing it as my kitty shudders and clamps. Violent spasms run through my body as I enjoy a full-body climax in their arms.
“Ooooh!” is my delighted wail. “Unnnnh!”
The men urge me forwards, Andrew lapping at my sweetness as Aaron bends to suckle a big breast in his mouth.
“Yes baby,” they rasp. “Give it all up to us.”
But then, as my body shudders, Andrew rears up and positions his hardness between my legs. As my vision blacks out with pleasure, he eases himself into me. The stretch is intense, and I can hardly see for all the pleasure shooting through my veins.
“Unnh!” I cry again. “You’re so big!”
My walls feel like they’re being taken to the point of no return, but Andrew keeps coaxing me forwards.
“You got it,” he rasps. “You’re accommodating me so well. Just a little more. That’s it, that’s it.”
It helps that I’m literally enjoying a climax as he penetrates me for the first time. Finally, my little hole is stuffed full with his big meat, and I pant, looking downwards. Oh my god, it looks so dirty. He’s literally balls deep in my sweetness, and my kitty pulses again, coating his testicles with sweet nectar.
“Shit, you have a lot of juice,” groans Andrew as he begins to move. His thick, shiny shaft appears and disappears from between my puffy folds, and Aaron lets out a huge chuckle.
“That’s a good thing,” Aaron says in a low voice. “Considering what’s about to happen next.”
What’s going to happen next? I’m not sure, but I’m too over the moon with pleasure to care. There’s a huge shaft pounding deep in me, and I’m just about to come again, when suddenly, Andrew pulls out and sits down on the couch. What? Why did he stop?