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Chapter 30

What's next?

Let them take whatever they want

“I’m right here,” I coughed, supporting myself on an elbow.

Freddie held out his hand, and I accepted his help up. “You okay?”

“Yeah.” I rubbed my throat one last time for good measure, glaring daggers at Nick. He just stood there, cock erect, and crossed his arms smugly.

The glaring contest was interrupted by Freddie, who, stood behind me, began kissing my neck as his hands fiddled with the clip of my bra. I sighed in pleasure and closed my eyes, and didn’t react when the lingerie clicked open. He brushed the straps off my shoulders, and the bra dropped to the floor.

“If I’m topless, you should be too,” I whispered in his ear. Barely pausing, he whipped his t-shirt over his head before grabbing my tits with his rough but surprisingly gentle hands. I turned around and drank in his naked body: a six pack, bulging pecs, and huge biceps … Fuck, this guy is a fucking unit. The only thing that marred the effect was a slightly babyish face and the fact that his cock was slightly smaller than I would’ve liked. Fine, maybe I did have a preference when it came to size in men.

Pulling his lips to mine, I ran my hands over his toned muscles and gradually let them head towards his crotch. Meanwhile, he kneaded my breasts and pinched my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, and I felt my pussy twinge in longing. Another set of hands pulled my panties down, and I instinctively stepped out of them. The hands pushed my legs apart before returning to my hips and holding me still; I felt a sudden wetness on my inner thigh, which quickly spread to my lower lips just as I started to stroke Freddie’s hard dick. It took me a moment, but I finally registered that Nick was licking me out. What a fucking gentleman.

The combined stimulation of the two guys toying with my sensitive parts sent my body into overdrive; my lips were now mashing furiously against Freddie’s, and my knees began trembling. He noticed, gripped my thighs and picked me up. Immediately grasping what he was going for, I lined his cock up with my dripping cunt and slid onto it. God, I loved the feeling of a dick inside me.

“Fuck yeah, fuck me,” I moaned.

Nick joined Freddie in supporting my body, and I felt his cock prodding at my asshole. “You want it in the ass, don’t you, you little whore?”

“Shut up and fuck me, dickhead,” I said. Then I screamed. My asshole felt like it was on fire as his cock **** it open. It seemed to split me right down the middle, and I was suddenly thankful that he’d **** me to deepthroat him – I couldn’t even begin to imagine how badly it would hurt without my saliva acting as lube. My nails dug into Freddie’s back, and he clenched his jaw in pain. “Sorry,” I said weakly.

“Don’t worry about it,” he replied.

Adjusting his grip on my legs, Freddie began bouncing me up and down on their cocks. It’s impossible to understand how it felt unless you’ve done it in the ass, in which case you know exactly how it feels. The only way I can describe it is an incredibly intense fullness – I felt like I couldn’t breathe, and my sensitivity was dialed up to eleven. Every slight movement, every point of contact sent sparks of electricity through my aching body.

Rivulets of sweat broke out on my forehead, and I clung desperately to Freddie’s muscled shoulders. “Fuck, fuck,” I panted. At that point, I wasn’t sure anal was my thing, so I was just along for the ride, hoping to God that my tight ass would recover eventually. And it was a hell of a ride.

Despite the enormous amount of pain, I could feel pleasure quickly building, and my skin felt like a nuclear reactor. “I’m gonna cum,” I gasped. Grinning, Freddie upped the pace, and his dick slid easily back and forth inside me. He may not have been experienced, but boy did he have stamina.

My pussy exploded. “Fuck!” I yelled, throwing my head back. “Oh God, oh fucking son-of-a-bitch fuck!”

Nick and Freddie both laughed, and Freddie effortlessly lifted my limp body off their hardened masts before carrying me over to the couch and laying me down gently. “Do you need a minute?” he asked, smirking.

I nodded, smiling weakly. “Thanks.”

Nick rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone, then pointed it at me. “And here, we have the class A fuckslut, Emily Newton, who just got double penned and came like a virgin.”

“Fuck you, Nick,” I muttered weakly.

“So, Miss Newton, was this your first experience with anal?” he asked, bringing the camera closer.

How did I react to being interviewed?

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