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Authors: Annie Stone
She flies with her own wings (26 page)
I feel all three up tempo, thrusting harder into me. God, I am so turned on. My arms begin to shake. Matt holds up my head. Will's arms are around my waist. Tom holds my hips. They move even faster and suddenly it feels like too much, too fast. I want to ask them to slow down but don't know how. I move one hand from the bed to Matt's thigh, but he doesn't notice. I look into his lustful face. It's never looked so full of desire. I look into his eyes, begging him to see what I'm thinking.
He shakes his head briefly and pulls his cock out.
“Stop!” I call out and immediately they stop and remain still in me.
“Babe, is everything okay?” Matt's worried face is level with mine.
“Too fast, too much,” I gasp.
I feel Tom's hands stroking my behind. Will's hands fondle my back. Matt's hands stroke my cheeks. So filled with their love in that moment. It's like being wrapped in a warm cocoon.
I see Matt's worry. “I love you, Matt,” I whisper. A look of surprise and joy covers his face.
He strokes my hair out of my face and kisses my lips gently. “I love you too, babe.” Like words of beautiful poetry.
“Okay, I'm ready again. But please, slower, not so fast.” I ready myself and turn to Tom, who takes me into his arms. “Not so hard.”
He nods and kisses me passionately. I feel Matt's hands on my breasts. He kneads them and pinches my nipple. Will's hand rubs my clit, and I think I'm going to melt.
As Tom releases me from the kiss, Will pulls me to him with his free hand.
“Baby, you're doing great. It's so hot, taking you like this.” He kisses me long and hard. Tom begins to move in me again. Will matches him and they both thrust into me.
I am so turned on by my men. They're driving me wild. I move from Will's kiss over to Matt, I take his cock and push it deep into my mouth. I grip his shaft tightly with my lips and move up and down. He lets me, resting his hands gently on my head. I support myself with one hand and use the other to fondle his balls. He groans, turning me on even more.
Suddenly, the boys' rhythm is too slow for me. I want more from them, faster, harder. I push my pelvis hard against Tom so that he moves deeper into me and I feel his sharp intake of breath.
“Harder, baby?” he asks. My answer is to push against him harder. He gives my bottom a sharp slap and speeds up his thrusts. Will matches his speed. Matt locks both hands around my head and starts to fuck my mouth. I use both hands to support myself, clawing at the sheets. I thrust my hips back harder and Tom moves faster. All three of them groan loudly, and I feel them all approaching their high. I press my backside against Tom, and he fucks me faster. I want to burst with lust. This is so hot. My arms begin to shake, my legs, too. If it weren't for the boys, I'd collapse.
I feel them getting close. Even though I might tear apart, I ram myself against Tom, and he begins to really hammer into me. I feel the sweat build in between our bodies, feel all three of them strain to meet my demanding speed. How did I ever think these guys were in control? I'm the one with the control! I had it all the time, and I never realized.
Will pushes a hand between us and starts rubbing my clit. I moan while Matt continues fucking my mouth. I taste that he's close. With the last of my strength, I reach up and stroke his balls and press my fingers against his perineum. That's it, his semen shoots into my mouth, and I quickly swallow.
As he pulls out, I focus on the other two. They're both slamming in me. Tom fucks my ass while Will fucks my pussy. This is so hot. I moan and scream and know it's making them both crazy. Will's hand speeds up and I feel myself close to a climax. Tom's hand slaps at my ass, once, twice, three times, and I come.
I contract around Will's cock, my pucker jerking around Tom, and it's enough to push them both over the edge. Their cum shoots warm into me. They groan and the sounds of their release send me into some kind of Nirvana.
I collapse against Will's body. I can't hold myself up any longer. I'm exhausted and tired, wrung out and on a complete high. I lay my head on his chest as his arms go round me and he strokes my back gently.
Tom pulls out of me and goes into my bathroom. I lie still, Will still deep in me and notice he's semi-erect. Oh God, they don't want to go another round, do they? My vagina whispers she could manage it, and I'll happily slap her into next week.
Matt lifts me gently off Will and lies me on the bed. “Babe, that was incredible!”
Will grins at me. “Shit, man, fucking you like that was the best.” He strokes my behind. “I can't wait to fuck you in the ass.
“Neither can I,” Matt adds. “I don't suppose you could still…?”
I won't even dignify that with a response.
“No, I thought not.” They laugh quietly.
Tom joins us, and they can't keep their hands off me. It feels like this has been a huge leap in our relationship. The start of something so great, so wonderful. I turn onto my back and look into the eyes of the men who love me and know this is forever.
I'd like to thank all those who helped me to get to this point and make me the person I am today. They've given me strength and courage, supported me, stood by me, had my back, told me when I was acting up, put up with my quirks, seen my weaknesses as strengths, haven't always understood what I was up to but accepted it anyway, loved me, gone through the wars with me, enjoyed the good times, danced in the rain, made me feel good, held me when I cried, laughed with me, shared their life with me, brought me back down to earth when I needed it, given me wings and roots, hoped that my wings would spread when I leapt and caught me before I crashed, known my heart and have opened theirs to me in turn, survived adventures with me, fought against the blows of failure, supported and grounded me, known my secrets and have shared theirs, stolen horses and eaten cupcakes with me, agree that chocolate is better than crack, held my hand when I was scared, stroked my cheek when I was sad, punched my shoulder when I made inappropriate jokes, have celebrated, suffered, trembled and shaken with me.
I have the most wonderful people in my life and thank them for being a part of me.
Love, Annie (April 2015)
