His eyes rolled back, and he moaned. He shifted his weight onto one elbow and lined his cock up to my pussy with his free hand. His flesh was hot silk over steel. Trav thrust into me, bottoming out in one move. I gasped, and my core pulsed around him.
“Fuck, so tight,” he murmured.
He ground deeper, his pelvis pressing against my clit as he did, then pulled back and slammed forward. My whole body shifted, my breasts bouncing as he thrust.
“Oh yeah,” he groaned, then lifted himself up to put more distance between our chests. He braced himself on one hand and rolled my clit between his fingers as he reared back and punched his hips forward once more, shifting my breasts again.
The rush in my blood exploded outward, ecstasy ballooning out and enveloping me. I cried out, and my pussy clamped tight around his cock as I shivered. My breasts bounced with every thrust, the motion like an electric shock straight to my clit. He kept going, fucking me through my orgasm, and every time I thought it would settle, he swiveled his hips or pinched my clit, and it renewed.
I gasped as another aftershock rattled through me, and Trav moaned long and low. Linc gripped his hip with one hand and threaded the fingers of the other into Trav’s hair, pulling his head back. He arched up, and Jacques was there, presenting his dick to my guy. Trav snuck his tongue out to lick Jacques, and I couldn’t tear my gaze away from them.
“You’re ours, Travis,” Linc ground out, and Trav shouted.
I knew the exact moment Linc had entered Trav from the way he tensed and reared back, the movement of Trav’s hips stuttering as he drove himself onto Linc’s dick, impaling himself.
Oh God. So sexy.
“You’re Jacques’s, Carina’s, and mine. Got it? Billy can go fuck himself. He wants what’s ours, and he’s not getting it, is he?”
“No, Jesus. I’m yours. All yours,” Trav shouted.
Jacques cupped Trav’s cheeks in his big hands and thrust his hips forward, smoothly fucking his face. Trav groaned and sucked him deeper. It was a visual overload, and my body responded, climbing again.
Every one of Linc’s hard thrusts pushed Trav’s dick into me, and his withdrawals had Trav chasing his hips. He was fucking me through Trav.
“Play with your clit, beautiful,” Jacques rasped. “Come on his dick again.”
I moaned, and my eyelids fluttered closed.
“Eyes open, sweetheart,” Linc commanded, and I cried out, my whole body clenching at his order.
Trav moaned around Jacques’s cock, and I watched as Linc let go of his hair and clutched Trav’s shoulders. He never slowed, driving hard into him at a steady pace. Linc kissed and licked Trav’s throat, nearly his entire focus on our man.
But Linc’s eyes never left mine, a spark connecting us in the moment.
Fuck, how was I going to give this up?
Linc adjusted his stance, and Trav shivered, moaning again. “Oh yeah, that’s your prostate my dick is hammering, isn’t it?” Linc murmured, and Trav nodded, his mouth full of Jacques’s cock.
“When Carina comes again, I want you to fill her up just like Jacques and I are gonna do to you.”
I pressed down on my clit, rolling it between my fingers and drew my knees up higher, bending myself into a pretzel. When Trav thrust forward again, he hit my G-spot dead-on. I gasped and arched into his touch, my orgasm careening toward me like a freight train.
“Oh God,” I breathed. “Again. Don’t stop.”
Linc sped up his thrusts, fucking Trav into me. My breasts bounced and my belly rippled with each hard punch of their hips. The breeze blew over us, and it reminded me exactly where we were. That sense of freedom enveloped me, lifting me higher. The open plains around us, the possibility that anyone could see us, while at the same time knowing the stars were our only witnesses, set my blood on fire. It sent me into orbit.
I gripped both my knees and held them close to my body. Trav pressed his hips hard against mine and ground down on my clit, doing what my hands couldn’t do. I cried out, another orgasm rocketing through me. My pussy clenched rhythmically, bliss radiating out through my veins with each frenetic beat of my heart. I moaned, my voice rough, and Trav followed.
“Oh fuck, he’s coming,” Linc gasped as Trav went rigid.
Every throb of his cock inside me, every pulse of his hot cum that he painted my core with, set me alight, renewing my orgasm yet again.
Linc shouted out, gripped Trav’s hair once more, and slammed his hips forward one more time as he emptied himself into Trav’s ass. Jacques moaned and pumped deeper into his throat. I watched as he stiffened, his legs shaking, as he filled Trav’s throat with his cum.
An aftershock rocked through me, and Trav shivered.
Jacques pulled out first, and Trav gasped for breath before coughing. Then he collapsed on me, no longer able to hold himself up. He groaned as Linc eased out of him, and then Trav rolled to the side, breathing hard. Jacques fussed over him, making sure he was comfortable before dashing off to get a bottle of water. They’d been rough with him, but it was obvious how much they cared.
