Page 10 of Crazy for the Coaches

Steve’s hand slid between my legs, rubbing the moisture around my sensitive clit.

Aaron pulled my leg over his hip, widening me across him as they both explored.

Then I felt them each slide a finger inside me.

“So tight,” Aaron murmured, before biting my lower lip gently. “Has it been a while?”

Steve bit my shoulder lightly. “We can take this slow.”

I didn’t want to take this slow. “I need you both. Now.”

Both men laughed as my frustration grew.

I stroked Aaron’s cock, firmly, then ran my fingertips over the drop of moisture at the tip.

He closed his eyes. “Statistics. Accounting. Taxes.”

“It won’t work, bro. There isn’t anything boring enough to slow us down now.”

He tossed Aaron a condom, and he caught it in one hand with his eyes still shut.

I helped him roll it on over his long cock, then moved until I was straddling him. When I felt him enter me in one long slide, I stopped moving.

“Does that hurt?” Steve was stroking my breasts from where he still knelt next to us.

“No. It’s incredible.” Then I moved.

Aaron’s hands gripped my hips, guiding me. Pleasure was tingling through my body, and I leaned forward so my clit would rub against his abdomen with every move

“Sweetheart.” Aaron’s brown eyes were alive with heat. “Slow down.”

But I didn’t want to. It was too good. I reached out and clasped Steve’s hand as my movements on Aaron increased in speed.

I held on tightly to his sweat-slicked body with my knees as Aaron’s back bowed.

He shouted my name as we reached our pleasure together.

Steve handed me a glass of water as I lay on the couch a few minutes later, catching my breath. They’d wrapped me in a blanket, though I wasn’t ready to drift off just yet.

“Are you ready?” I asked Steve.

“We can wait,” he said.

“I can’t.” I whispered.

Then I felt Steve’s long body move over mine on the couch, and it was as delicious as the feel of Aaron’s body.

He pulled my knee up along the side of his body and slipped inside. I was still wet from being with Aaron, and the angle of our bodies made us a perfect fit.

“Stretching. Moving. Meeting.” Steve muttered into the couch as he rested his head there next to my shoulder.

“It won’t work, bro.” Aaron came back into the room and moved to sit near my head. He’d put on boxers now. “She feels too incredible.”

I squeezed my muscles around Steve, deep inside, and he groaned.

“You will be our best workout ever,” he mumbled. Then he lifted his head and kissed me passionately. We kissed and moved together until I felt myself go over again.

I recall being snuggled up in the blanket and furniture moving as we all made room to sleep together.

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