Page 25 of Pleading Innocence

“Wait, turn her to face me. I want to see her face as you eat her ass,” Mario groaned, and I was spun around with delicious aggression as Anthony pressed into my lower back to get me to bend over.

Before me, Mario had moved under the shower, and he was watching me with shampoo in his hair that appeared golden blond now instead of white blond. The water beat down on his head and he appeared to glisten as the suds trailed over his scarce chest hair and solid, full pecs. It slipped over his hard biceps that I loved to lick, across his stomach, and down his strong legs. His blond body hair appeared darker against his wet skin. I was filled with awe looking at him.

But as soon as Anthony started massaging my cheeks before spreading them wide, I heard myself queef as my vagina became liquid. Yet his tongue didn’t go there. It went on my asshole while he played with my tender clit. Everything disappeared around me and I closed my eyes, wanting nothing more than to sit on his face. My legs fell into each other until my knees were knocking and his soft firm tongue pushed its way into my anus as my vagina wept for more. I squeezed my breasts, panting. When I managed to open my eyes, Mario was staring at me over his damp blond lashes, slowly stroking himself, and I fucking orgasmed, begging him to come closer so he could fuck my mouth.

“Oh, Tiff, I’m saving myself to fuck you one more time,” Mario said, stroking my lips and shoving his finger into my mouth before swearing and crouching before me to kiss me. “Do you have any fucking idea how sexy you are?” he asked.

“Fuck, I can’t wait to press my dick into your tight ass,” Anthony said from behind me. “You taste so fucking sweet.” He gripped my butt and jiggled it before standing up and rubbing the tip of his dick against my anus again.

Mario groaned, lifting me away from him. “We’ll get there, bro.” He looked at Anthony, who was shaking with desire, nodding.

“Next time, we’ll bring the lube, right?” Mario said, looking at me with a smile that made me want him so deep inside me, he’d feel like one of my organs. I nodded and he nodded along with me, licking his lips.

“Did you like feeling his tongue in your ass?” Mario asked me, wrapping my legs around his hips, kissing me on my neck.

“Yes,” I breathed as I felt my hole expanding to take him, needing him to fill me.

“Did you like my finger in your ass?” he asked, rubbing himself along my swollen labia.

I bit my lip and nodded. “Mmhm”

“Think you’ll be ready for something bigger next time?” he asked, rubbing the tip of his dick against my hole, reminding me how big he was. I shivered and gasped.

“Yes,” I whispered. He kissed me so hard that I felt my clit vibrate.

“The next time you fuck yourself—you still fuck yourself, right?” he asked.

“Damn.” I heard Anthony swear before he spanked me on my ass, coming up behind me to bite my shoulder. “That’s fucking hot,” he said as I nodded to Mario’s question.

“Next time you fuck your pussy, I want you to get some lube and put it right here,” he said, rubbing his finger along my anus. “Then I want you to get yourself a butt plug that won’t get sucked in your ass, or a second dildo.”

“Mmmm,” Anthony groaned, pressing his thumbs into my lower back and massaging it so well, I moaned in complete surrender. “And fuck yourself with it,” Anthony said. “Call me when you’re doing it, I’d like to watch,” he said, slapping his dick against my ass.

“Fuck,” Mario said, inserting himself into me, making me see stars. I licked my lips as he stayed motionless.

“Please,” I breathed against his lips. He pecked me.

“You’ll start slow.” His breath was a tremor as he started moving himself slowly inside of me. “Ease the object past your lubed-up asshole until it’s sucked in,” he said, shoving one solid thrust up against my hips, making me pant for more.

“Fuck,” Anthony said from behind me, fondling my asshole again before slipping his finger inside, causing my entire body to tingle. He pulled it out causing me to look back at him in need and kiss him.

“Once it’s sucked in like this,” Mario said, shoving another solid thrust against me, causing me to hang on tighter to him, pull my lips from Anthony, and thrust my head into his shoulder as pleasure raced up my spine, penetrating my scalp and shocking my frickin’ brain.

Mario pulled a long, drawn-out moan from me that had me kissing his jaw frantically, sucking on his neck, pressing my breasts closer to him, working my hips against him until he gripped them and held me still. “You can leave it in while you fuck your pussy, just to feel both your holes completely full at the same time. Or you can start fucking your asshole, slowly,” he said, his voice shaking.

It felt like I’d been stranded without hope until he rescued me, giving me everything I needed and more as he moved within me. “Yes, please, more,” I breathed.

“And if that feels good,” he said. His face was red now and I could see the veins in his forehead bulging as he tried to control himself, but that control was soon to be dissolved as he started to thrust harder. “Then you can pick up the pace and fuck your asshole until you’re loose and whimpering from pleasure,” he said as his hips sped up, hammering into me. He had no more words as he drove himself inside me, squeezing my ass and slamming my back up against the shower wall so that he could bend his knees and drive himself further up inside of me, exactly as I needed him to.

“Yes, fuck, Mario, please, yes, yes, yes!” I cried as he hit that magical spot that had my body spasming. His breathing became heavy and his hips more manic as he lost all control. I screamed in pleasure as I came hard as fuck around him once more and his moans grew higher, shakier. He crashed his lips against mine, fucking my orgasm until his own followed.

“Fuck, fuck!” he yelled, unable to control himself as he shook.

Soon after, I was being lifted off Mario’s body and bent over for Anthony to drive himself into me, doggy style, while pressing his finger into my asshole. I reached out to grab onto anything, only finding one side of the shower wall. My hand kept slipping as I murmured my consent over and over to him. By the time he exploded inside me, filling his condom, all of us needed a minute before we could stand, much less shower and leave the bathroom in one piece.

Chapter 18

Tiffany