Page 126 of Double or Nothing

Christ, this feels so wrong yet so right.

He hitches me up, works me up and down on Bryce’s cock with the hard shaft of rubber still plugging my ass.

I cry out when he takes the toy out of me.

“Four fingers now,” he says.

I groan at the stretch.

Digging. Plunging. Circling.

It hurts.

A sordid pain, that drives me crazy.

I already know I’m going to be addicted.

“Want to do that, Bryce?” Jack asks. “Want to share Alice’s tight cunt with me?”

“Stop it,” Bryce says. “You’re going to make me come if you keep up with the filth.”

I can only imagine the joker grin on Jack’s playboy mouth, but my attention is all on Bryce. Anchoring myself with his stare. His warm, lust filled eyes.

Jack slides the head of his swollen cock up and down between my lube-soaked ass cheeks.

“Don’t fight it,” he tells me. “Steady, Soul Girl, deep breath.”

Deep breathing doesn’t do shit. It’s gritted teeth and groaning that sees me through the burn as Jack’s huge dick forces its way inside. I’m scared I’m not going to be able to take it. But no. I deserve the thrill. I deserve to trust in Jack and let my dreams come to life. It’s me letting myself have both of them, not as escape, not as performance.

Jack goes in all the way.

I cry out as my ass gives up the fight.

He gives me half a hot fucking minute to adjust, and I have a heady grin on my face. High on endorphins at the success of the filth. I managed it. Stretched by two at once.

“You’re so tight, it’s fucking crazy,” Jack says. “Your cunt and ass are a pair of cock traps.”

“Use them, then,” I tell him, out of my mind. “Do it, Jack. Fuck me.”

“My pleasure,” he says, and I almost regret my words at his first searing thrust.

I cry out, of course I fucking do. Cry out as Jack thrusts and Bryce bucks, because it feels like I’m going to tear in two.

But even through the pain, I love the filth of the squelch, both men taking charge. Pinning me like a man trap between them as they use me. In sync, then out.

Two sets of balls slapping. Two grunting men as the pressure builds.

And then the pain turns to a pleasure I never imagined. Bryce’s cock forced against the tender spot in my pussy, so tightly it drives me wild. Jack’s cock driving me off the charts now he’s worked through the burn.

I’m like a squirming whore between them, grunting for more.

Jack praises me out loud, but Bryce speaks with his eyes. Glazed in adoration.

It touches the tender spot in my heart as well as my cunt.

These guys have got me good. So good, I’m out of my fucking mind.

Harder! Faster! Please!