“Kiss me, querida.” His softly spoken words had her heart beating faster. She lowered her face at the same time he rose up and brought their mouths together. When she felt her ass cheeks spread and cool lube smoothed over her anus, she stiffened.
It wasn’t as if she didn’t expect this, but the realization that Dietrich planned on fucking her ass at the same time Stellan was buried in her pussy sent nervousness through her. She had done anal before, albeit once, but it had been less than enjoyable.
It could have been the fact her then boyfriend thought taking her ass like there was no tomorrow without even a care of how it felt for her, left a nasty taste in her mouth and no need to try it again. Of course, she knew deep down inside of her that this time would be different.
These men were different from any other men she had come in contact with. They were ruthless, demanding, took whatever they wanted when they wanted, but also were kind and gentle with her.
Dietrich worked the lube over her anus in unhurried strokes. The hot, heavy weight of his dick on the back of her thigh had her moaning into Stellan’s mouth.
He kissed her sensually, like he savored every inch of her mouth. First one finger was worked into her ass, then a second. Dietrich pumped them in and out of her, stretching her unused hole in preparation. He spread them, scissoring the digits in her so a delicious burn traveled straight to her core.
Dietrich did this over and over again, stretching out her bottom for something a hell of a lot bigger than two fingers. When he eventually pulled them out, Blythe panted and swiveled her hips on Stellan, needing him deeper.
“Ready for me to fuck this sweet little ass?”
God, she was so ready.
“Yes, Sir.” Lifting her ass in invitation, she waited for the inevitable. The sound of him opening a condom wrapper barely pierced her foggy haze. More lube was squirted into the crease of her bottom, getting the hole nice and soaked for his cock.
Everything stilled around her when the tip of his dick pressed against her anus. It took him slow, measured movements to push through the tight ring of muscle, but once through, he slid deeply into her. All three of them groaned.
She was full and stretched. The burn was oh so good, and a dam of wetness broke inside of her and covered Stellan’s shaft.
“You like his cock in that tight little ass, don’t you?” Stellan murmured against her mouth.
She breathed out, “Yes, Mr. Alfonso.” After that everything was a haze of pleasurable pain. Dietrich fucked her ass, coaxing at first but gradually picked up speed.
Stellan didn’t move inside of her, just continued to take her mouth in drugging kisses until she opened up like a flower in the sun.
“So fucking good.”
Sweat beaded her flesh and dripped down her body. A droplet of moisture landed on her back, and she knew it was from Dietrich, knew he was just as out of control as they were. With her hands still secured behind her back, she couldn’t do anything but take what he gave her.
Hands in tight balls and nails digging into her palms, Blythe closed her eyes as ecstasy coursed through her veins. They moved in tandem. Stellan pulled out, and Dietrich pushed in. Stellan slammed all his hardness into her pussy, and Dietrich inched out of her ass.
Over and over they did this until she begged them to ease the agony they caused within her.
“Oh.” A gasp left her. “Sir.” Her eyes widened when they each bottomed out at different times. “It’s too much, please.” Tears sprang forth as the pleasure and pain morphed into one sensation.
“You’ll take it. All of it.” Dietrich brought his hand down on her left cheek then her right. “Tell me you’ll take it.”
A strangled cry left her. “I’ll take anything you two give me.”
“Come for us.” Dietrich slammed into her ass, and she cried out. As she threw her head back, the waves washed through her like a tsunami.
Groans and grunts surrounded her. Like a crack of lightning, they groaned out and came inside of her. Their big bodies twitched beneath and behind her. A series of small orgasms crashed into her.
The thickening of their cocks was immense, tightening the already small confines. As the high dissipated, she was aware of the restraint around her wrists being undone. She collapsed on Stellan’s chest and breathed in and out roughly.
Being sandwiched between them had their sweaty bodies rubbing together.
“You are so good, querida.”
Dietrich moved off her back, and Stellan adjusted her so she was on her side with him wrapped around her like a warm, muscular blanket. When Dietrich returned, presumably from the bathroom, it was to gently clean her off with a warm rag.