Voyeur - Lacey Alexander [87]
The sweet stimulation was grand—but she still needed more. “Fuck me, Braden. Please fuck me—now.”
“Aw, honey,” he ground out roughly through clenched teeth, then the tip of his long shaft pressed against her eager opening, pausing for just a second before plunging inside.
She cried out—amazed, as always, by the stunning, shocking pleasure of the entry, the very sense of fullness it provided. And she didn’t hesitate to lift her head, reach for Tommy’s erection, then lower her lips back over it.
Both guys moaned, and she sank into a deep and total bliss to have reached this unfathomable moment, to have two long, hard, beautiful cocks inside her body at once. Both of them moved in her, fucking both pussy and mouth in even, rhythmic strokes that took over her senses, made her stop thinking, made her do nothing but feel, absorb, drink them in, soak up their marvelous controlled power. She’d never felt so very taken before, so physically possessed. She delighted in the sense of utter wantonness that overcame her as she gave her body completely, thrusting her cunt at Braden as she vigorously suckled Tommy.
They moved that way together until she was drunk on it, until she felt mindless, an embodiment of pure sex, pure pleasure—nothing else mattered but physical fulfillment.
It was then that Braden’s fingers snaked around her hip, dipping to stroke her clit. Wildfire seemed to ignite in her very core, spreading rapidly outward until it consumed her whole body. She drove harder against Braden’s cock, taking it deeper, inviting more punishing strokes. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. She’d have screamed it if her mouth hadn’t been filled with Tommy’s thick shaft, but she wasn’t willing to give that up, merely sighing hotly around it instead.
When Braden loosed his other hand from her hip to stroke his thumb across her anus, it was all the stimulation she needed to explode into orgasm—screaming around Tommy’s cock as blinding pleasure burst through her nether regions in paralyzing pulses of heat and light. Oh, oh, oh! She shut her eyes, let the swallowing climax own her, stretch through her, as her two lovers continued to fill her.
When it was done, exhaustion gripping her, she released Tommy to sink to the couch, her head on his denim-clad thigh. The move forced Braden’s cock to leave her, as well, and she turned on her side to look at him. His eyes, not surprisingly, already shone on hers, brimming with wonder. His warm hand squeezed her bare hip. “Are you okay, honey?”
She tried to smile, but her lips were too worn out at the moment. “Yes. Good,” she breathed.
He leaned closer. “You are incredible. You know that, don’t you?”
This time, she managed to wrench her mouth into a soft grin. “You’re incredible. The things you make me feel, make me experience.” It dawned on her then that her head still lay on Tommy’s firm thigh, so she shifted her eyes upward. “You, too.”
He let out a gentle laugh. “I haven’t really done anything.”
She bit her lip and glanced toward his still-erect shaft, not far from where her head rested. “But you have a nice cock.” She even reached up to pet it, making him sigh as Braden chuckled softly.
“Damn,” Tommy whispered. “I want to fuck you so bad right now I can taste it.”
“Can you take it?” Braden asked her. “Can you take Tommy in your tight little pussy?”
Laura’s cunt flared with desire as she purred, “Mmm, yes, I think I can.”
Chapter Fifteen
“Then I want you to have him.” Braden’s voice dropped lower. “I want to watch him fuck you, honey, so, so deep.”
With that, he took her hands and guided her, switching her position on the sofa so that she faced Braden, her ass turned toward Tommy. She didn’t rise up on her knees—too tired—but instead pulled them up under her in a more relaxed pose.
Behind her, she heard the rip of paper and knew Tommy was putting on a condom. Then his hands closed warmly on her hips, massaging, whispering how hot she was, how sexy, how giving, and how well she’d sucked him. She peered at