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My breaths are labored, and I grunt with each thrust as my frustration reaches a boiling point. Ian’s whimpers become pants and pleas. “Tell me what to do, Roxy!” he urges. “Tell me what you need from me.”

I grab one of his hands from my hip and bring it up to my throat. He wraps both hands around my neck, understanding the assignment, and pulls me down closer to him. Inches away from his face.

“I could get used to you being so desperate like this,” Ian growls, his full attention on my reddening face. “A desperate fucking mess.”

My eyes lock on his as I slow my pace but keep grinding him in deep. Feeling every goddamn inch of his cock move and twitch inside me. The tension builds in the pit of my stomach, and as sensitive as my clit is right now, I can’t seem to throw myself over the edge.

With each passing moment, his grip on my throat gets tighter, and my desperation grows stronger, starving me with a hunger that’s become unquenchable.

“Fuck,” I cry. I roll my hips again and again, chasing my relief with more fervor, and grinding my pussy against him, taking him so deep I can feel him bottom out inside me.

The pain between my legs and the increasing pressure of his grip on my neck feels like it’s merging, melting together into one incredible flow of electricity that threatens to overwhelm my entire body on a molecular level. So desperately aching for release, it’s hard to concentrate on anything except for the way Ian’s callous fingers clutch around my neck, and his cock slams into me.

I’m so fucking close I can taste it.

“Ian,” I cry out. “Please. I can’t…I can’t cum,” I whimper, the desperation evident. “I’m trying. I’m trying. I promise, but I can’t. I can’t!”

The words are barely out of my mouth when Ian’s grip on my throat moves back to my hips, holding me in down against his thighs. Keeping me from seeking the friction I’m so fucking desperate for.

“No! Please don’t stop! Please, Ian,” I cry out, clawing and pushing at his abdomen, trying to pull my hips away from his tight grip.

“Mitch!” Ian yells for assistance, and in an instant, Mitch slides up behind me, gliding his hands over my body.

“I’m right here,” Mitch says reassuringly. “We got you, baby. It’s okay. We’re not going to let you drown.”

The pressure in my chest mounts despite Mitch’s attempts to quell my frustration. The desperation claws at my guts from the inside, like a caged animal trying to gnaw its way out of my body, crawling under my skin like an itch that’s impossible to scratch.

Mitch pulls me flush against his chest, Ian’s cock still buried deep and unmoving, “Do you need more or less?” he asks, hot against my neck, and I’m delighted, despite my frustrations, by their eagerness to help me through this torture.

“More,” I beg instantly. “Please.”

Without hesitation, Mitch shoves me forward until I’m chest-to-chest with Ian, then runs his hands over the curve of my ass, stopping only to squeeze it tightly.

“More?” he repeats my plea, only instead of desperation, his tone is that of a sadist who’s savoring every moment of my suffering. Hellbent on pushing my limits and my patience.

His hand disappears from my ass for a moment, and I brace myself for the blow I know is coming.

“Don’t worry, baby. We'll get you where you need to be,” Mitch promises in a low, sultry whisper.

His hand comes down hard on my ass with a sickening crack that steals my breath away. The pain is instant and lingering as it pulses through my skin. I let out a cry as another smack lands on the same spot, and despite the shock and pain, I can’t deny the wave of pleasure that instantly follows.

Ian holds me closer, swallowing my whimpers and groans with his mouth on mine as Mitch spanks my ass to a fiery shade of red. Slowly, Ian’s grip on my hips loosens, and he starts bucking up into me, feeling the tremors that shake my body and squeeze my core.

“Oh God! Oooh fuck!” Ian moans into my mouth. “She really fucking likes that,” he growls to Mitch, claiming my lower lip with his teeth and biting down hard enough to make me gasp.

Mitch hums a sign of approvalas heruns his hand over the red blotches blossoming across my ass.

“Good, then she’s going to love this.” Mitch kisses my raw ass before his fingers press against my tightest hole, and my muscles tense with anticipation and excitement.

“She’s being such a good girl for us,” Mitch praises from behind me. “Such a greedy little slut. Just like I knew she would be.”

I can hear the pride in Mitch’s voice, the tone of a man who knows he’s found exactly what he’s been looking for. Six months of relentless attempts to get Ian and I together have finally culminated in this very moment. I’m surprised that a large part of me wants to thank him for the constant pushing and pulling until we were both willing to give in and take a chance on each other.

Mitch rises onto his knees and kneads my ass cheek with one hand and teasing the naughtiest part of me with the other. My breath catches in my throat as the tip of a finger begins to force its way inside.

“Oh, fuck,” I moan, unable to hide the pleasure it brings.

“Is this what you want?” Mitch teases, pushing his finger deeper, making me whimper.

“Yes,” I nod, feeling the pressure increase, my pulse racing as he circles his fingertip inside the tight little ring of muscle. “Fuck me, Mitch.”

“Say please,” Ian playfully demands, and my body instantly reacts, begging for the sensation of both of them inside of me.

“Please, please, please,” I chant, begging Mitch to take me. I can barely contain myself as I push my ass up and down, fucking Ian and grinding my ass back onto Mitch’s fingers all at once.

“Such a greedy little cunt,” Mitch growls as he spreads my ass cheeks and pushes in a second finger.

“Mitch,” I cry out, digging my nails into Ian’s chest.

Ian lets out a growl of pain that mixes with my own in a symphony of lust and hunger.

“Fucking take her, Mitch,” Ian grunts. “I want to feel you fucking her from the inside.”

Mitch replies to Ian’s demand, instantly pulling his fingers out of my ass and bringing his palm down for another smack on my curves before getting up and disappearing.

Ian kisses my neck, his dick still pumping inside of me, as Mitch returns, fumbling with what sounds like a condom wrapper. The anticipation swells as I listen to the foil tear and crinkle.

A moment passes, and Mitch spreads my ass; a cool liquid hits my skin and drips between my cheeks. He lines his dick up with my tightest hole and massages the lube onto my skin, teasing my ass with the tip of his dick before slowly pushing inside me. I can feel the resistance fight back at first before it gives in to his persistence, and I can’t help but cry out at the intense sensation. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt before, and I can’t believe I would have lived an entire lifetime without ever feeling this fucking full.

Mitch, being the ass-man that he is, has made use of my ass enough that this is not an unwelcome or uncomfortable sensation. However, with the added pressure of Ian’s cock in my pussy, I am immediately overwhelmed.

It burns as he invades my body, which is already so full of Ian, and we all moan at the intrusion. We breathe each other in for a moment as they are both still inside of me, relishing the feeling of all three of us being connected at the same time.

The pain heightens my arousal as they both start moving in tandem, and the pain turns into pleasure as I stretch around him, feeling a new kind of pressure building inside me, a fullness that threatens to break me apart.

“I can’t,” I groan as the tension builds.

“You can,” Mitch commands, both hands slapping down on my ass as he starts to pound into me. “You already are!”

Mitch spanks my ass as he pushes in balls deep, and I suck in a breath. I feel my orgasm building, my toes curling as they both pick up the pace. Mitch grips my hips harder, pulling me back onto his dick as Ian thrusts up into me. It’s too much and not enough at the same time.

I nestle onto Ian's chest and relax into him, letting them use me, and I relish in the sensations like a selfish whore.

“Oh fuck. That’s it, baby,” Mitch says, digging his fingers into my hips as he guides me roughly onto his cock. “Lay there and take it.”

“Don’t move…don’t think….just feel.” Ian grips my hip and pushes me harder. I’m so overwhelmed with the sensation that I don’t know how much more I can take, but I’m too far gone to even think about stopping them.

Their whimpering whispers and grunts brimming with filth and lust ripple through me like a fire.

Mitch reaches forward and grips my shoulders, pulling me back onto his cock as he thrusts deeper into my ass. The sounds being forced out of my throat are unrecognizable as I allow both of them to fuck me with such reckless abandon.

My body is wracked with primal need for these two like nothing I have ever felt before. The need for Mitch was already present, but feeling the connection between them and the rhythm they both embody as they fuck me is unparalleled to anything I have ever witnessed in and out of the bedroom.

The combination of their bodies sliding against mine and the simultaneous feeling of being overfilled as they fuck me from both holes sends me heading back toward the edge of release.

“Cum for us, Roxy! Please! I’m so fucking close,” Ian begs.

“Don’t you fucking dare,” Mitch barks at Ian. “I’m not done with your ass yet.”

“Fuuuuuck!” Ian groans, and his fingers dig into my hips. His grunts turn to whimpers full of desperation as he begs, “Roxy, please. Fucking cum for me, I can’t take it,” Ian begs in my ear.

Mitch lets out a primal growl, “She likes hearing you beg! I can feel her clenching down on me. She’s fucking close. Keep going, Ian. Throw her over the fucking edge.”

Ian finds my neck again, squeeing harder, and pulls up to look at him, the intensity in his eyes is nearly enough to get me there, but it’s the way he looks me dead in the eyes, hand wrapped tightly around my throat, and whimpers into my mouth, “I’ve wanted for you for months, now I need you. I fucking need you, Roxy. Please…” he pauses to suck in a shaky breath. “Please need me too. Please. Cum for me, show me you need me too. Please. Please need me.” The tears that threaten to fall from his eyes is what sends me careening over the edge and into mother fucking oblivion.

“Oh fuck!” Ian yells as my body convulses on both of them, succumbing to my sweet release.

I squeeze my eyes shut as my whole-body jolts with no control. It starts in my pussy and radiates outward until every inch of me is trembling. A long, exasperated growl scratches my throat like a wild animal with its first taste of freedom.

I cry out, my voice a mix of pleasure and pain as their cocks hit something inside me that no one else had ever found. I shatter into a million pieces, and the only thing holding me together are Mitch and Ian’s cocks still pumping into me, helping me ride out every wave that crashes into me.

Wave after wave of pleasure threatens to pull me under. I am vaguely aware of Ian’s grip on my throat tightening as he growls out a curse as my pussy bears down on him.

I am lost in a sea of body parts, and every nerve ending is firing as I ride out the most intense orgasm I have ever experienced. Everything around me turns to blurs of color and substance as a scream forms in my throat, building momentum like a car racing downhill without a driver.

I can’t breathe.

I can’t think.

All I can do is feel, and fuck does it feel phenomenal.

It’s a sudden and deafening silence…the kind that only happens after the loudest explosions. I know Mitch and Ian are still here with me, fucking me through it, but I’m only slightly aware of Mitch reaching around me to slap Ian roughly on the face and grab at his throat. Ian’s eyes roll back, and I feel a rush of slippery warmth between my legs. A blurry Ian becomes unrecognizable as the room and everything around me starts to fade.