Page 41 of One More Gift
My mouth opens against Henry’s thigh, and he angles his cock to smear pre-cum over my lips.
“You’re doing so good, baby,” he says, his grip tightening in my hair. “Come for your husband, then we’ll give you everything you want.”
He knows it’s over with Casper, but hearing him say the word‘husband’adds an extra filthy layer to all of this. The idea of another man joining us in bed, telling us both what to do to each other, is something I’ve always found unspeakably hot.
And just like that, Henry reads my mind.
“Spank her cunt,” he tells Casper, and it only takes one sharp smack for me to fall apart, my thighs trembling as my orgasm floods through every part of me. He doesn’t stop there, and I take three, four, five while gasping for air.
Henry wraps his hand around my neck, just enough to keep me from moving. “Shhh, good girl. You can take it.”
“I don’t know why you’re shushing her,” Casper laughs, bringing his hand down to spank one ass-cheek and then the other. “I love to hear her get loud.”
He adjusts his position and thrusts deep inside me, his own pleasure roaring out of him as he begins to fuck me hard.
Henry strokes himself right in front of me, and while I watch his face, his is solely focused on watching Casper.
His expression shifts subtly, from lust to confusion, then back again, and I feel blessed to witness whatever he’s going through right now. He bites his lip and squeezes himself hard.
“God, I’m so fucking close already,” Casper moans. “Are you ready to take my cock in your ass, angel?”
He grips both cheeks firmly and spreads me apart, tapping the plug I’ve been wearing this entire time.
I wiggle my hips back towards him as Henry slaps the head of his cock against my tongue. I wish he’d give me more of it, but he keeps my head still, and I can tell he’s enjoying teasing me with it.
“Henry, lie down,” Casper says, and from behind me I hear him squirting lube into his palm and coating himself with it.
Henry shifts down the bed, his legs between mine, nudging them apart until I’m hovering above him, ready to sit down for the ride of my life. He rubs his swollen head against my clit, and I throw my head back, certain I could come again just from that light pressure.
Instead, I cover his hand with mine and guide him inside me, gasping at the fullness I feel just from him and the toy. His breath shudders and he pulls me down to kiss him. We stay like that for a minute, Casper’s hands roaming my backside as he watches us.
“Fuck, that’s a good view,” he says. “I love this plug in you. Remember Paris?”
“I remember,” I moan, and Henry bites my lip.
Casper eases it out gently, sets it on the nightstand, then lines himself up behind me. Henry reaches down to help spread me apart, and I rest my head against his shoulder and close my eyes.
“Relax baby. Just breathe,” Casper says, nudging the head of his lubed up cock inside.
“Look at me. I want to see your face when we both fill you,” Henry pleads, and I lift a little. Our mouths are so close, our moans mingle as we feel the pressure of Casper easing all the way in.
One man inside me is heaven, two is blowing my mind. I feel so incredibly full, so overwhelmed by the sensation.
Henry squeezes his eyes shut, and when I look back over my shoulder, Casper does the same, breathing deeply as he adjusts to the pressure. We’ve done this before with toys, but that wasnothing like this. This is another level, so intense I can’t think straight.
“Oh my god,” I groan. “It’s too good. I don’t—”
“Do you want us to stop?” Henry asks.
“No, but I don’t think I can move.”
Casper’s warm hand strokes up and down my spine. “It’s OK, angel, we’ve got you. Sit up a little and we’ll take care of you.”
I plant my hands on either side of Henry’s head, and they both grip my hips at the same time. Glancing down, I see them entwined there, working together to lift me up and down. Their hips begin to thrust slowly in tandem until we find a rhythm that works.
Henry looks up at me, fighting to focus as he loses himself to his own pleasure. “Look at you. My beautiful girl. His girl. Taking us both so well.”
They pick up their pace, working together to get all of us there at the same time. I close my eyes and give into every sensation. The stretch of my body. The sounds of their moans.The taste of sweat on Henry's skin.