Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 57675 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 288(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 192(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57675 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 288(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 192(@300wpm)
I scream and burst again, bright flashes of light exploding before my eyes as my pussy give it all up, spasming with jolts of passion. Ranger squeezes my nipples between his fingertips, enjoying this sight of sin.
“Fuck this is nasty,” he growls, unable to take his eyes off the debauched sight. “I love it.”
“Ohhhh,” is my breathless cry as my body soars and all air disappears from my lungs. I feel like I’m being stimulated everywhere, my creamy curves heaving at the excitement of being with two men.
But finally, the pleasure tapers off a bit, and I’m left a gasping, heaving mess in Ranger’s arms. Oh my god, did that really happen? It must have because Ryder lifts his head, his mouth and chin wet with my juices.
“I didn’t know you were a squirter, Bethany. Now that we know, we’re going to have to get you to do that for us at least once a day.”
I gape at him.
“Is that what it’s called?” I ask in a tremulous voice. “Squirting?”
Both men nod.
“Why you’ve never done it before?”
I’m still limp in Ranger’s arms, with my legs spread and my pussy pulsing and wet. But I manage to shake my head a bit.
“No, never. I’ve never even really come before, if you know what I mean. Well, at least not with a man. Just by myself when I touch myself,” I admit in a shy voice.
They stare at me. It feels so sensuous and wrong because both of them are still clothed while I’ve already let them play with my pussy and take me to completion. Not to mention that I’m still a shuddering, heaving mess while recovering from my orgasm. But the two men merely nod with wonder.
“Sweetheart, we’re so honored to be your first. I mean, every girl has a first, but then there’s her real first. The man whom she loses everything to.”
“We’re so happy to be that for you,” says the other doctor. “Passion and pleasure are gifts, and we want to be able to give that to you each and every time.”
My cheeks feel hot again, but then something washes over me because I know we can’t possibly stop at this. The two men haven’t come yet. In fact, Ryder and Ranger haven’t even undressed, so this must be the beginning, rather than the end of our session together.
Feeling bold, I smile coyly at them.
“But what about you?” is my mewl. “My kitty had a good time, but she wants to be stretched,” I say. “Look how small she is. She needs you,” I emphasize while reaching a hand between my thighs and slowly parting my pussy lips for the men to see again. They watch, entranced, as my pink interior comes into sight once more, totally wet and swollen with need.
“See, she needs your cocks,” are my breathy words. “I’m desperate.”
The handsome men look at each other, and then their hands to go their belt buckles, swift and definite.
“Sweetheart, we’re only too happy to do the honors.”
12
Ranger
Bethany is so beautiful, lying back on the couch. Her breasts are huge, spilling out of the top of her dress, and the pink nipples are hard like candy. I lean down to lick one, making her moan, before coming around to stand before her.
Ryder and I make quick work of our clothes so that we’re standing before her in all our muscled, bronzed glory. As expected, Bethany gasps, her eyes eating us up and her pussy visibly moistens once more, swelling in anticipation. After all, my friend and I keep in good shape. Although we’re in our forties, we still work out like fiends every day. The gym isn’t exactly fun, but after a while you get used to it and it becomes part of your routine. As a result, I’ve been doing weight-lifting and cardio for more than twenty years now, and it shows.
My shoulders are wide, tapering down to narrow hips. I’ve got flat, defined pecs, and eight pack abs just like the proverbial washboard. Not only that, but I have the vee that so many men work for and never achieve. It’s especially useful because it draws attention to what many women term my best asset: my cock.
“Oh my god, you’re huge,” gasps Bethany, her big breasts quivering. “Both of you.”
It’s true. Ryder is just as toned and athletic as I am, and he’s also just as sizeable down there. We’re each ten inches long, with veiny, wide shafts that are as big as a woman’s fist at the base. Teasingly, I run my hand up and down my pole, tapping my fingers against the tip. They come away sticky with pre-cum, and Bethany’s eyes are glued to the movement as she hungrily licks her lips.
Does she even know she’s doing that? I’m not sure because on the one hand she’s so innocent. She’s never really come at the hands of a man before, so she’s not exactly experienced. And yet, she’s a complete cumbucket too. Even now, the girl’s rubbing her clit, moaning and tossing a bit while staring at our huge poles and gyrating her hips in anticipation. Tell me those aren’t the actions of a woman who needs it.