Page 59 of Necessary Roughness

Knox pulled me away from the wall and led me to the bed.

He sat me down on the edge next to Logan, who immediately began kissing my shoulder, moving aside my dress strap as he did so.

Knox slid out of his pants and removed his undershirt until he was totally nude before me, chiseled and beautiful.

He’d spent the spring getting in shape for the draft combine, which meant he looked absolutely shredded—even more so than during the season.

He went to his knees, intending to go down on me, but I put a hand on his head to stop him.

“No,” I said. “I can’t wait. I need you.”

Knox’s lips curled in a smile and he leaned forward to kiss me, sliding his tongue into my mouth possessively. He pushed me backwards until he was on top of me, and Logan hiked my dress up around my waist.

“Appreciate the help,” Knox said.

“Just being a good practice squad teammate,” he replied.

“I like it when you two work together,” I sighed.

Logan chuckled. “We’ve had lots of practice.”

Before I could say more, Knox sank into me, his cock thick and hard, filling me until he had nothing left to give.

We sighed together, then gasped, sharing the same breath as we locked eyes in that perfect moment right after coupling, the moment when everything in the world was perfect.

I wrapped my legs around him and held him against me, keeping him inside, reaching over and caressing Logan because I needed to know he was still there.

Knox made love slowly, grinding into me tenderly like we had all the time in the world. Now that the draft was over, it felt like we did. He gave way for Logan shortly after, who made love to me the same way before spinning me around, bending me over the bed, and fucking me harder.

Roman knelt on the bed in front of me. He was still wearing his dress clothes, but rather than undressing like Knox, he unzipped his pants to remove his cock. I loved the way he looked all dressed up, a mountain of muscle wrapped up in a dashing package.

While Logan fucked me doggy style, I sucked on Roman’s cock. He ran his hands into my hair and guided me up and down, the two of them filling me from both ends, grunting in time with their strokes.

“You want to get naughty tonight?” I asked, gazing up at Roman through my eyelashes.

“When don’t I?”

I looked over at Knox, who was resting against the headboard with one knee propped up, gently stroking himself while he watched his friends double-teaming me. “Top drawer. The bottle.”

Based on his grin, Knox knew exactly what I wanted—and wanted the same thing.

He tossed the bottle of lube to Logan, who caught it out of the air like a one-handed touchdown pass.

He squirted the lube down between my cheeks, and I reached back and fingered myself to coat it all around.

By this time, all of us were used to how much I loved this—and how much they loved doing it to me.

Logan slowly removed his cock from my pussy, then gave it a little bit of lube coating to go with my natural juices. He slid into my ass with ease, inch by inch, until most of his cock was inside.

“God, I love the way you fill me up,” I moaned.

I resumed sucking Roman’s dick while Logan began ass-fucking me.

It was always different than normal sex, and not just for the way it felt for me on the receiving end.

My three athletes were always hungry for me, but they seemed especially lustful when they got to do this .

Like they could barely contain themselves as they had their way with me, pumping my ass with their thick meat again and again.

Even Knox, who was so big he had never gotten to do more than stick the tip in, seemed to feed off the energy of the others when they pounded my forbidden hole.

His eyes were wide as he watched, stroking himself a little faster than before.

It was his special day, so I bit my lip and said, “You want to fuck my ass too?”

Logan slowed down behind me. “You sure you can take it?”

“I don’t know,” I admitted truthfully. “But I’ll try if the quarterback of the Buccaneers wants to.”

Knox groaned. “I’m never going to get tired of hearing that. And yes, I do want to fuck your ass. But not tonight.”

I blinked in surprise. “Why not tonight?”

Roman’s fingers tightened into a fist in my hair. “We have other plans,” he said, looking up at Logan and nodding.

Logan buried his cock as deep in my ass as it would go, then leaned forward and wrapped his arms around me like a linebacker executing a tackle.

I yelped as he picked me up, spinning me around until he was laying on the bed and I was on top of him, reverse-cowgirl style, my back resting against his chest.

I tried to plant my feet on the bed so I could start riding him, but we were too close to the edge. But it didn’t matter, because Knox quickly appeared in front of us.

“We haven’t done this yet,” he said while guiding his cock toward my pussy. “But we’ve all talked about it, and we think you’re ready.”

“She is,” Roman said confidently.

“Mmm hmm,” Logan grunted underneath me.

I gasped as I realized what they wanted to do.

Knox buried the crown of his cock into my drenched lips. It felt amazing, but there was more pressure than before. Since Logan was fully inside my rear, Knox’s cock felt like it had grown several sizes overnight—and he was already enormous. Slowly, with loving care, he pushed deeper into my pussy.

“You’re tighter than ever,” Knox said in a tense voice.

“I’m fuller than ever,” I replied.

Underneath me, Logan reached around my hip and began rubbing my clit. I sighed with pleasure, which helped me relax as Knox pushed deeper. Slowly, over the course of a few minutes, I took all of him until they were both filling me completely, one cock in my ass and one in my pussy.

“Oh my God,” I moaned, my body shivering involuntarily from the intense pleasure.

“You okay?” Knox asked.

I nodded vigorously. “I’m not okay. I’m great . Just go slow.”

Logan remained still while Knox began fucking me.

I was shocked that he could remain hard, and wondered if he could feel the friction from Knox through my inner walls.

The quarterback’s movements were slow and gentle, barely sliding out of me at all before pushing back in.

The pressure was intense, but with every passing second I grew used to it.

And then it started feeling really good.

I let out a long sigh and ran my fingertips over Knox’s bare chest, across the bumps of his six-pack abs. “You look so sexy from this angle,” I said.

“You should see what you look like,” Roman said. I hadn’t noticed him undress, but he was totally nude too, his dick clenched in his meaty fist while he watched the show.

I turned to face him. “You should get a closer look.”

“I thought you’d never ask.”

Roman climbed onto the bed and straddled me, filling my view. I opened my mouth for his cock, and he filled it with a grunt of pleasure.

Logan began moving underneath me, thrusting up into my ass. Just a little bit at a time to keep things going. It was a lot— trust me, a lot —but after a few intense seconds it morphed into a swirling, friction-filled pleasure.

Wedged between my three men was pure bliss.

Logan nibbled on my ear and kissed the back of my neck.

Roman craned his head back and moaned while fucking my mouth.

Knox pounded my pussy with longer and longer strokes, each one more intense—and ecstasy-filled—than the last, pulling all the way back and then slamming into me.

I can’t believe we’re finally doing this. All three inside me.

It was a good thing Roman was filling my mouth, because it was the only way my cries of pleasure were muffled.

My three men, my three football-playing boyfriends who loved me as much as I loved them, filled each of my three holes at the same time.

Their noises of bliss turned me on as much as the physical act itself.

The knowledge that I could satisfy all of them at the same time, like some erotic pincushion, was a tantalizing and shiver-inducing thought.

They didn’t take turns tonight. They didn’t switch positions or maneuver me around to fuck me in different ways. They kept fucking me just like this, double-penetrating my pussy and ass while my lips remained tight around Roman’s hard length, sucking on him like it was my only job.

With Logan’s fingers swirling around my clit, the power of my orgasm built in strength, rapidly pushing me toward the edge, like a steady touchdown drive.

It was a nuclear bomb when I was finally pushed across the line into the end zone.

The orgasm went on and on, driving the three of them faster until all of them were slamming their cocks into my three different holes with reckless abandon.

I couldn’t tell which of them came first, but Knox’s roar almost sounded painful, and Logan wrapped an arm around my chest and clutched my body while his cock throbbed inside my ass, pulse after pulse of his seed filling me.

Then Roman was holding my head in both of his hands like I was a football about to be hiked, pushing his cock as deep into my throat as I could handle without choking, as he blew his load.

His cock trembled between my tight lips as he gushed rope after rope into my mouth, gazing down at me with hunger and love as he did so, and the look on his face in that moment was more intoxicating than all the wine we’d had at dinner.

“More wine?” Roman asked after we had all cleaned up and changed into comfortable clothes.

“More wine!” I agreed, skipping into the kitchen. “We have a chardonnay and a bottle of champagne leftover from the party, and a cheap bottle of red in the pantry.”

“Champagne,” Knox decided loudly. “I’m not done celebrating, yet.”

“I thought you’d be too exhausted,” I teased him while searching for wine glasses.

“From the draft party,” he asked, “or the sex?”