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“I like to hear you crying out with pleasure,” Björn whispers in my ear.
Eric gets up. He’s crazed. He brings his penis to my vagina and pushes into me. Oh yes ... ! He spears me hard and with precision. All the while, Björn is saying, “I’m going to fuck you, beautiful. I can’t wait to sink back into you.”
Eric’s wonderful thrusts make me cry out with ecstasy; he’s at it again and again, in and out of me. Suddenly, he stops and, still firmly inside me, grabs me by the waist and lifts me. He pushes himself farther inside me. Björn gets up from the bed and holds me up in the air, as if I were sitting in an invisible chair. Eric continues his devastations while Björn’s strong arms pull and push me over and over against my Iceman.
They’re in full control. I’m lying in Björn’s arms when my cry lets Eric know I’ve reached orgasm and he pulls out of me. Björn lays me down on the bed, and Eric, with his cock still at attention, takes me by the head and roughly shoves it in my mouth. I suck it; I taste it; I’m mad with lust. I hear a condom tearing and imagine Björn is rolling it on. Seconds later, he opens my legs without warning and penetrates me. Yes! Blissed because of the moment these two are gifting me, I savor Eric’s erection. God, I love it! In a few moments, he leaves my mouth and comes on my chest.
Björn, clearly turned on by what he sees, grabs me by the hips and starts pumping inside me. Yes!
I moan uncontrollably as the two men take over my body. They possess me at will, and I agree to everything. I want everything. I open myself to them, until Björn comes and I join him. Eric, looking wild, spreads his come all over me, and I see in his glassy eyes how much he’s enjoying this. We all are.
The music is at its crescendo, and our bodies are timed to it. Eric kisses me, and I delight in those kisses. After he pulls out of me, Björn buries his head between my legs and searches for my clitoris. He wants more. He squeezes my clit between his lips and pulls it. I writhe. He spins the jewel in my anus. I scream. He bites the inside of my thighs while Eric massages my head and looks at me. I think I’m going to come again, but when I’m right on the edge, Eric says, “Not yet, sweetheart ... Come here.”
He sits on the bed, takes me by the hand, and tugs me up. He makes me sit astride him, and he fucks me once more. I want to come. I need to come. I move violently in search of that high.
“Don’t stop, Eric. I want more. I love you both inside me,” I scream.
Through my lashes, I see Eric nod. Björn opens a drawer and gets out some lube. Seeing me so delirious, Eric stops his drilling.
“Listen, love, Björn is going to use some lube to make it easier to go inside you,” he says. “Calm down ... Remember, I would never allow anything to hurt you. If it hurts, you tell us and we’ll stop, OK?”
I press against him and nod.
Eric brings me closer to his body while his erection continues to give me pleasure. Behind me now, Björn spanks my ass. He takes the jewel out of my anus, and I feel something cold and wet while he whispers in my ear.
“You don’t know how much I want you, Judith. I couldn’t wait to be inside this nice ass of yours. I’m going to play with you. I’m going to fuck you, and you’re going to take it.”
God, I want this.
Eric adds, “You’re mine, sweetheart, and I offer you. Make me enjoy your orgasm.”
With his finger, Björn prepares me while Eric keeps fucking me and saying all kinds of sexy things. Seconds later, Björn asks Eric to open me for him. My Iceman, his precious eyes on me, grips my ass and bites my lower lip. I feel the tip of Björn’s erection on my anus; he squeezes in inch by inch.
“Yes, honey ... little by little ... ,” Eric whispers after letting go of my lip. “Don’t be afraid. Does it hurt?” I shake my head. “Enjoy, my love ... Enjoy the possession.”
“Yes ... beautiful ... yes ... You have a fantastic ass ... ,” Björn mutters as he invades me. “Oh God! I love it. Yes, baby ... yes ...”
I open my mouth and moan. The feel of that double penetration is indescribable, and what they’re saying makes me hotter with every second.
“Don’t stop looking at me, honey,” Eric says.
I won’t.
I’m between two men who’ve possessed me.
Two men who want me.
Four hands hold me in different places, and both fill me with tenderness and passion. I feel their penises almost rubbing against each other inside me. Eric looks at me, touches my mouth with his, and takes each of my breaths as his while he offers me sweet and warm words of love. Björn pinches my nipples, takes me from behind, and whispers in my ear, “Feel our cocks inside you ...”
I’m terribly warm, and suddenly I feel as if all the blood in my body has gone to my head, and I scream, ecstatic. I’m being doubly penetrated, and I’m crazy with pleasure. They thrust against me, demanding more, and I scream again until I arch and let myself go. They don’t stop; they continue with their maneuvers. Eric ... Björn ... Eric ... Björn ... Their heavy breathing and movements make me vibrate between the two of them, until they utter some very manly grunts, and I know the game, for now, has come to an end.
Carefully, Björn comes out of me and lies down on the bed. Eric stays up, and I lean against him while he hugs me. For a few minutes, the three of us breathe with difficulty as Michael Bublé’s voice resonates in the room, and we regain control of our bodies.
After five minutes, Björn takes my hand and kisses it.
“With your permission, I’m going to shower,” he whispers with a half smile.
Eric keeps hugging me, and I hug him back. When we’re alone in bed, I look at him. His eyes are closed. I bite his chin.