I straddled him slowly, my thighs spread wide over his hips, feeling the thick head of his cock nudge against my slick entrance. The room was dim, just the low glow of the bedside lamp catching the sweat already beading on his chest. My hands rested on his shoulders as I sank down an inch, then another, letting him stretch me open while I caught his gaze and started talking.
"It happened last summer," I said, voice low and a little breathless as I took him deeper. "Two guys I met at that beach party. Mark and Derek. I ended up back at their place, and they both wanted me at the same time."
He groaned under me, hands gripping my waist, but he didn't interrupt. I rocked my hips in a slow circle, coating him in my wetness, and kept going.
"Mark was behind me first. He had this big, rough hand on the back of my neck, pushing me forward onto the bed while Derek lay in front of me. I took Derek in my mouth while Mark slid into me from behind. God, the stretch…" I paused, lifting up until just the tip stayed inside him, then dropping back down hard enough to make us both gasp. "They didn't rush. Mark fucked me steady, deep strokes that made my whole body rock forward onto Derek's cock. I could feel every inch of both of them, one in my pussy and one in my mouth, and it felt filthy and perfect."
His fingers dug harder into my skin. I leaned down, pressing my breasts to his chest, and whispered right against his ear as I kept riding him.
"Derek tasted salty from the ocean. I licked and sucked him while Mark pounded me, and every time Mark hit that spot inside, I moaned around Derek's cock. They switched after a while. Derek pulled me on top of him, and I sank down on his dick while Mark moved behind. He pressed against my ass, and I was so wet and open from Mark already that it didn't take much for him to work his way in. Two cocks at once. One in my pussy, one in my ass. I felt completely full, stretched tight around both of them."
I moved faster on him now, my clit rubbing against his pubic bone with every grind. The memory was making me drip, slick sounds filling the space between us.
"They fucked me like that for what felt like forever. Mark's hands on my hips, pulling me back onto him while Derek thrust up. Their rhythms matched after a minute, both pushing in at the same time, and I just took it. I came so hard my legs shook. They didn't stop. They kept going until Derek finished inside me, and then Mark pulled out and came across my lower back. I was shaking, covered in sweat and cum, and I loved every second."
He flipped us suddenly, pinning me beneath him and driving in deep. I wrapped my legs around his waist and kept talking, voice hitching with each thrust.
"That's what I think about sometimes when I'm alone.
Being between two men, used and wanted like that. But right now it's just you, and I want you to fuck me like they did. Hard. Don't hold back."
He didn't. He slammed into me again and again, and I kept whispering details until the words dissolved into moans and we both came, tangled together, the story still hanging hot in the air between us.
