Page 49 of The Boys Next Door

Her eyes met Brendan’s. He just squeezed her hip reassuringly. His fingers stirred the pool of juices gathering in her pussy, playing around her sensitive entrance.

“Let Ian take you, Di,” he whispered. “You both want it. And I know you can do it.”

She groaned softly, burying her face in Brendan’s neck as her ass squeezed the head of Ian’s cock. It felt enormous. She couldn’t possibly take any more…

Then she felt Ian’s lips on her shoulder. He was kissing her. She relaxed another fraction, then another.

“You’re perfect,” Ian breathed in her ear.

Oh God, she was far from perfect, but his words had a magical effect. Her whole body relaxed, opening to him.

“Yes,” Ian whispered. “That’s it. That’s right.”

Sensations beyond anything she’d imagined were beginning to flood her body. Brendan’s patient fingers stroked her clit, his other hand warm and secure on her soft thigh. Ian’s palm cupped the back of her neck, squeezing the bare skin. Her tight entrance felt every twitch of his hot cock. She was pinned in place, open to both the twins. There wasn’t anywhere for her to go. Any way for her to hide.

A drop of liquid hit her back. Then another. Confused, she twisted around to look up at Ian. He held himself still, muscles straining, his cock half-buried in her ass. His face was set with concentration and need. Perspiration ran down his forehead and chest.

Sweat,Diana realized. That’s what she’d felt. He was trying as hard as he could to hold back, when all he truly wanted was to fuck her ass.

Her whole body trembled with arousal. Jolts of intensity ran from where Ian penetrated her to her swollen clit, which Brendan was caressing more purposefully, her tingling thighs, her aching nipples, her everything.

“I’m ready,” she whispered. And as she said it, her ass opened, welcoming Ian’s cock. He let out a hissing groan, sinking into her tight warmth.

“Oh my God,” she gasped. Warm droplets trickled down her cheeks. She thought she was sweating too at first, but no, those were tears, squeezed from her eyes even though she wasn’t crying, because it was all so incredibly hot and intense and overwhelming. And Brendan was still stroking her clit, his fingers probing her pussy while he kissed her neck, and jesus, she didn’t know it was possible to feel so full, and everything was suddenly bright and fuzzy in front of her eyes as she convulsed with total pleasure.

She barely knew what was happening outside the slow intense pulses rippling outward from Ian’s cock and Brendan’s fingers through her whole body. A voice above her, Ian’s, whispering, “Fuck, oh fuck, Jesus christ, Diana,” as her ass clenched on his shaft again and again. Brendan’s lips on her ear and his hand in her hair. Her own gasps and pleas for — more. Yes. That was her voice asking for more.

And Ian was…moving? God, yes, she felt his impossibly meaty erection slowly easing back, then penetrating her ass even further. Another, deeper orgasm washed over her. The noises she was making— yes, she was actually crying now, whimpering with need as hot tears bathed her cheeks.

She could only rest her head on Brendan’s shoulder, accept his tonguing kisses that stifled her cries, open her legs more to his sure fingers while Ian flexed his hips behind her, massaging her cheeks and keeping them spread to his slow thrusts.

As more waves pulsed over her, Ian grasped her hips, pulling her upward with him. Bluntness pressed against her soaking cunt.

“Brendan?” she whispered. “Ohhh…” His thick head was opening her pussy. “Oh God…”

Brendan just stroked her cheek with his thumb, turning her face to give her another juicy kiss as he slowly penetrated her swollen cunt. Ian was easing out of her ass, then back into the snug warmth.

“You can’t both fit—“ Diana gasped. “I’m already so full of Ian.”

“You can do this, Di.” Brendan’s kisses were so coaxing. One hand found her the curve of her breast. His cock didn’t stop moving upward, spearing her tingling cunt with firm and steady pressure. Her juices trickled down his hard rod. “I’ve wanted this for us since I kissed you here in your room.”

Shock arrowed through her flushed body. Her first kiss, and Brendan had been thinking about taking her pussy while Ian fucked her ass? Of course, she’d been damp between her legs, desperate for his touch, fantasizing about the three of them as soon as he left…

At the sound of her moan, Ian’s thick cock jerked between her cheeks, driving a louder moan from her mouth. And oh God, with that moan she sank all the way down onto Brendan, his cock deeply buried in her tight juicy pussy.

They’d done this before, Diana thought dimly through the fog of helpless excitement. They knew exactly how to time their movements. Which was a good thing, right? She moaned again softly, stunned this was really happening, as her creamy pussy and quivering ass hugged both their cocks.

“Sweetness,” Brendan murmured. “This is so right.”

“Ian,” she panted. “Brendan.”

“Let it go, Diana.” Ian, in her ear. “Let it all go.”

Jesus, two bulky bodies were crowding her with heat, sandwiching her with muscle, filling her beyond full. Taking up her bed, taking her over. She was out of control, had no control at all, no choice but to give in to the sensations of the twins inside her. Fucking her, together.

Arousal and hard need rushed over her body when Ian lengthened his strokes. Her ass relaxed to take his slippery cock, unbelievably hot and silky, then squeezed sharply as he pulled out. Her thighs shook with excitement, spread wide on top of Brendan.

As she clutched Brendan’s broad shoulders, her knees pressing against the rumpled sheets, she tried to move with Ian. But between his firm thrusts, his hand gripping her full cheek, and Brendan’s cock deep inside her, she could only give in to his strong body driving against hers.