many different ways could we make you come?”
A lot, she was betting.
“I want your ass this time.” Shayne cupped her breasts as she stared back at him, dazed. “I want to watch my cock stretch you, watch you take me as you scream for more.”
She whimpered. Her pussy was so wet she swore she was soaking her jeans.
It didn’t take long to undress her, then themselves. Within minutes the back of the limo was steamy with sexual tension as Shayne lifted her to his knees, spread her thighs, and ran his fingers through the generous wealth of juices gathered between the folds of her pussy.
She only had eyes for Khalid now. One broad hand curved around the base of his cock before he stroked upward, caressing himself as he watched Shayne’s fingers find her clit.
Marty flinched at the wave of excessive pleasure washing through her as she watched the thick width of his jutting erection and remembered the feel of it in her mouth.
“Such a sweet wet pussy,” Khalid murmured, as he nodded to Shayne.
A second later Shayne slid back into the corner of the seat, leaning back and pulling Marty against his chest as his knees held her thighs spread wide.
Khalid reached out, his fingers sliding through her thick juices as Shayne’s fingers began to torment her nipples.
Khalid parted the folds, rubbed against her clit, then slid lower to find the clenched entrance to her vagina.
“Oh God!” she screamed a second later as he plunged two fingers deep inside her and began stroking, fucking inside her with dominant, powerful thrusts.
“Come for me,” he said roughly, his black eyes blazing with lust now.
Marty shuddered, her hips trying to move with the plunging force of his fingers as she felt her body flying closer to orgasm.
“Fuck my fingers back, baby.” He was powerful now, demanding. “Take it like you’ll take my cock. All of it, Marty. Give it to me, baby.” His fingers reached deep inside her, stroking beneath her clit, sending her exploding with such sudden force that she could do nothing but let it have her.
She felt her juices soaking his fingers, her orgasm ripping through her and spinning her into a velvet sea of sensation.
“Sweet baby.” His fingers eased from her as he knelt to the floor between the seats. “Let’s see if you can come another way. With my tongue fucking that sweet little pussy and my fingers buried up your tight ass. I want you ready, precious. When Shayne leans over you and sinks inside that special little place, I want you ready.”
The image he planted in her mind was too much: bent over, Shayne taking her from behind. She nearly came from the force of the response as she felt Khalid’s lubricated fingers easing into the cleft.
This time, he was slow and easy.
His tongue licked through her folds, circled her clit, and then sucked it gently into his mouth as his fingertip pierced her anus.
“You’re shaking, Marty,” Shayne whispered at her neck, his lips pressing against her flesh. “Does it feel good, baby? I know what he’s tasting. The sweetest pussy I’ve ever laid my lips on.”
Marty jerked in their grip, crying out as Khalid whispered a moan against her clit. Another finger joined the first, pierced her anus, then sank inside the nerve-laden entrance.
“Is your pretty ass tender?” Shayne’s fingers tugged at her nipples. “I felt him riding you, his dick plunging in as I fucked your pretty pussy.”
She shook her head. She couldn’t talk. She arched to Khalid’s mouth, his tongue, the fingers moving inside her, stretching her.
She couldn’t hold on like this. With each retreat Khalid slicked his fingers again, then penetrated again. She could feel her muscles sucking his fingers in, eager for more.
Eager for Shayne’s cock. She wanted more-the burning, agonizing pleasure that sent a razor-sharp edge of ecstasy tearing through her.
Khalid’s tongue plunged inside her pussy as his fingers thrust inside her again. She was going to come. He was licking inside her, fucking her with his tongue, spearing into the tight muscles, and flickering over them with loving, demanding licks.
When it hit, she couldn’t breathe. Her orgasm shook through her, powerful, blinding, as she felt Khalid’s fingers sink deeper inside her ass.
She couldn’t handle it. It was too much. She was whimpering with the ecstasy pouring through her now.
As the waves of painful pleasure eased, her lashes drifted open. Khalid was watching her, stroking his cock, his black eyes demon bright.
“Ride his cock,” he whispered. “Take it up that sweet, tight little ass while I watch. Let me see your face, Marty. I want to watch as you allow him to stretch you, to take you in this way.”
She was, for that moment, more than willing to do anything he asked. Shaky, whimpering with the intensity of the wicked pleasure tearing through her, she let Shayne lift her so he could sheath his erection in a condom. Kneeling above him, she felt his hand wrap around the base of his cock before he brought it in line and tucked it against the too tight entrance Khalid had prepared before drawing her back against his chest.
She watched Khalid’s face. Bracing her back against Shayne’s chest as he held his erection steady, she pressed down on the thick width invading her.
Khalid’s gaze flared. His fingers tightened on his cock as he watched her take the impalement, watched as her tender flesh stretched, burned.
“Khalid!” Her head ground against the chest behind her as she felt the agonizing pleasure blooming through her rear, spreading to her pussy.
“Beautiful,” Khalid groaned. “Take it, precious. Take him inside you. All of it, baby.”
Shayne’s hips arched as his hands gripped her hips, holding her in place. Each shallow thrust took him deeper, spread her farther as she fought to clench on the impalement.
“Khalid, I can’t…”
She couldn’t take any more. She couldn’t bear the sensations.
“You can,” he crooned, as his hands gripped her ankles, drawing them up until her feet rested on Shayne’s knees. Shayne’s cock slipped in farther, spearing inside her with a burning thrust that had her screaming and fighting the hands holding her hips.
She was gasping, shuddering, as waves of intense sensation raked over her nerve endings and filled her senses.
“Fuck, hurry Shayne,” Khalid said, panting. “Let me see you fuck her. I won’t last much longer.”
She was dying with the sensuality, the white-hot lust and burning need wrapping around her.
Shayne did as he was bid. His hands tightened on her hips as he began to fuck her, drawing back then sinking inside her rear with careful, deep strokes that had waves of piercing sensation tearing through her.
“Marty, baby.” Khalid moved closer, a grimace of agony on his face as he tucked his cock against the folds of her pussy, as Shayne stilled. “Sweet baby. Tell me if it’s too much.” He began to stretch her, pushing apart the tender folds and easing into the clenched entrance as Shayne stilled behind her, still filling her ass, stretching her as Khalid began to penetrate an entrance that seemed already filled to overflowing.
Marty reached for him, her hands gripping his shoulders as the broad crest pierced the entrance to her pussy and sent pure, painful ecstasy racing through her.
It didn’t hurt, yet it was agony. She was burning, freezing. With each shift of his hips, each additional inch pushing inside her overly tight vagina, she was clenching harder on him, crying out in an agony that was pure rapture.
She had never imagined this. A pleasure that bordered pain. An agony that was a wash of pure ecstasy. Sandwiched between their hard bodies, pierced by their thick, heavy erections, Marty felt purely female. At their mercy. An integral part of them, and their pleasure.
She had called herself a toy, and she had demeaned what she felt at the moment both men filled her. She felt powerful, and yet submissive. She was their pleasure, just as they were hers. They were entwined, connected through more than just the flesh.
Holding Khalid’s gaze she saw something in his eyes she had never seen before, as he thrust his erection to the
