“That’s it, baby. Suck my cock good and deep.” Ian gripped her hair tighter, using the strands as leverage as he fucked her mouth. His hips were lifting in time with her retreating mouth and his grunts of satisfaction were growing closer and closer together. She knew he was close, but right when she felt a thick jet of pre-cum dance along her tongue, he pulled her head back. His dick slipped from between her lips, his eyes riveted to the sight. He leaned in and ran his tongue along first her bottom lip and then her top. He didn’t kiss her again, but continued to lick her lips, causing them to swell even further.
Max removed his fingers from her and she felt him shift beside her. When she turned her head his cock was right in front of her face, hard and dripping cum. Leaning in, she ran her tongue along the slit at the tip, collecting all of the salty fluid and moaning at the flavor. God, why did they have to taste so good? She had never been one for blowjobs or cum, but when it concerned Ian and Max she was a freaking fiend. Max started thrusting in and out of her mouth, having her take more and more of him with each pump of his hips. He was just as big as Ian and all she could think about was his using that big tool in her ass. Her whole body clenched at the thought.
The bed dipped and she realized Ian was leaving, but Max kept his hands on each side of her face so she was unable to turn and protest his absence. A thick jet of spunk touched her tongue and she greedily swallowed it. She got lost in the feel of Max’s cock in her mouth and worked her jaw and tongue over his velvety flesh. He was so hard beneath her tongue, so very male.
“Fuck, sweetheart.” His words were gritted out through clenched teeth and she would have smiled if not for the fact her mouth was full of dick. The bed beside her dipped again and her heart pounded harder. The hand closest to Ian was suddenly in the air as he lifted it. She felt his hardness in her palm and curled her fingers around it, stroking him as she sucked his brother’s shaft.
“She has a sweet little mouth, doesn’t she, Max?” Ian was slowly pumping himself in her palm. Back and forth. Back and forth.
“God. I want to get off right now but I want to be buried in her tight little ass when I cum.”
Ian grunted his approval and slapped her ass. The sound of flesh against flesh didn’t dim the sting of pain his spanking caused.
“That’s so good, Lola. So. Fucking. Good.” Max tightened his hands on the sides of her head and pulled her away from him. She looked up, saw his chest heaving forcefully, and finally let her smile show. “You’re a damn seductress, sweetheart.” His thumb coasted over her mouth and then he straightened. “Straddle Ian.” The command was firm and held no room for argument. Not that Lola had any intention to deny either of them.
Chapter Nine
Ian laid on his back, one arm behind his head the other rubbing his chest. His erection lay on his belly, a heavy weight just waiting for her pussy. Lifting her leg, she placed one on each side of his waist and gasped at how hot he felt beneath her. Two condoms were produced and she was instructed to apply them to both of their cocks. Never had she thought putting condoms on men would be so erotic, but the sounds they made as she slid the rubber down their lengths proved her wrong.
“Grab my dick and put it inside, baby.” Ian’s hands landed on her hips, his fingers flexing against her skin. She lifted up on her knees and grabbed hold of him. The tip against her opening didn’t leave anything to the imagination. The head was bulbous and she knew it was going to be a tight fit, but she wanted a little bit of pain with her pleasure. Slowly sliding down his length, her eyes widened at the feeling of fullness that washed through her. He filled her so completely there was no room between the walls of her cunt and his cock.
“Holy fucking shit.” Ian squeezed his eyes shut and tightened his hold on her waist.
“I bet her cunt is as tight as her ass. Is she hot and wet, Ian?” That was Max, right behind her, wanting a play-by-play and causing her arousal to soar.
“Dude, her pussy is like a fucking iron fist.”
“Do you guys always talk like this when you fuck?” She panted as she slid down the rest of him. His big balls touched her ass and her pussy clenched around him. The fit was so snug she felt his dick twitch inside of her.
“Damn it, baby. You can’t go doing that or I’m going to fucking come right now.” She did it again for the hell of it. He groaned and gritted his teeth.
“Lola,” She looked over her shoulder at Max. He wore a serious expression. “There is no comparison between you and those other females. When it comes to you, there are no other women for us.” She didn’t know how to take his comment so she didn’t try responding. Her chest warmed, though. Turning her attention back to Ian, she started lifting off of him and then slowly gliding back down.