She panted, and Ivan saw the uncertainty warring with desire in her eyes, but then her eyelids slid closed, and she took a slow, deep breath and moaned softly. Her cheeks flushed, and her hips flexed, stroking Ivan’s cock with her slick inner walls while Samson worked at stretching her rear opening a bit. Her tight heat liquefied around him, and Ivan had to work to not thrust in counterpoint to her motion.
Samson smiled. “That’s right, Cassandra. I’m using plenty of lubricant.” He applied a condom and then slicked himself up, groaning at the stimulus. He took a deep breath, seeming to need a moment to center himself.
Ivan knew the moment Samson’s cock brushed her rear opening because she clenched hard around his dick. That wouldn’t do.
Tipping her chin up so she’d focus on him, Ivan kissed her and said, “Baby, try to relax. Push against him just a little and it’ll make it easier. You feel so good to us it’s hard not to lose it, but if you tighten up like that, it’ll make it hurt for you. Take a deep breath and let it out slow as he pushes.”
A droplet of sweat slid down her cheek as she nodded and did as he asked. “I’m a little scared. You’re both so big.”
“Come ’ere,” he cajoled. “You’re so tense. Lie on me and relax into it.”
He stroked her slick skin and brushed her hair from her face, whispering encouragingly to her as Samson began a slow thrust and retreat, stretching her asshole a bit at a time to accommodate him. He ignored the ache in his balls, determined to take any amount of torment to make this good for her. Worthy of doing again. Her hot, slick clasp around him grew incredibly tighter, but he kept whispering to her, stroking her back and squeezing her bottom.
“Fuck yes,” Samson gritted out with a nod.
Ivan squeezed again and whispered, “He loves it, baby. It’s like heaven being inside you.”
Cassie whimpered as the head of Samson’s shaft slid past her sphincter, and she opened her eyes wide as she panted and winced. Her body trembled between them as she bit her lip.
“Breath nice and slow, angel,” he whispered, comforting her while delicious agony strangled his cock. “Relax your bottom and trust Samson.”
She blinked, and her trembling settled as she laid her cheek on his chest and went as limp as she was able to.
“Good girl,” Samson rasped out as he sank a little deeper with each thrust until their bodies were locked tight together.
* * * *
“Oh, guys, I need…” She rubbed her clit against Ivan’s pelvic bone, drenching him with her slick juices as she flexed back against Samson’s massive presence behind her.
“Easy, Cassandra,” Samson murmured. “I’m trying to give you a chance to adjust. Oh fuck, you’re right there, aren’t you?”
“Yes! Oh my...I can’t stop.” She lifted her head, ecstasy warring and winning against the receding pain as she braced her hands on Ivan’s bulky, solid shoulders. He steadied her with his hands at her waist while Samson gripped her hips, rocking in and out in a rhythm that was part heaven with an edge of pain as she rocked between them.
Ivan’s face was flushed, and his blue eyes practically glowed as he watched her. His tender smile melted her heart as he stroked her ribcage, moving with her. She flattened against him and kissed him while tugging at Samson’s hand, pulling him closer so she could feel his heat against her back.
That sensation of being trapped and held by both of them as they made love to her simultaneously ignited her passion into an inferno. The increased friction on her clit was the last straw as heat burst within her and she rode them both to a screaming orgasm that streaked through her entire body, the pleasure heavenly and almost unbearable in its intensity.
Ivan’s shout of ecstasy lasted several seconds as he thrust and rocked hard against her, filling her with every bit of him until he collapsed beneath her, just as wrecked as she was.
Running his big hands up her back, Samson rose above them and held her shoulders as he thrust hard over and over, his motions stimulating her clit and her G-spot against Ivan, bringing her to an unbelievable second orgasm before he stilled and his entire body shook against her as he released a deep, animalistic groan of pleasure.
He stayed completely still and then groaned a second time. “Fuck.” And not a good-sounding fuck, as in “fuck me, that was good,” either.
Having caught her breath, she looked up at him. “Are you okay?”
“Leg cramp. And I think my knee locked up on me. Give me a minute. Am I hurting you? Did I hurt you?”
She giggled, and both men growled. “Only in the good way, and yes, I’m fine. Can I help?”