Rhea
Both of the boys so far had been amazing. My legs were weak. My whole body was shaking. I had never known euphoria like this before.
However, it was starting to become too much. I begged for a break, and fortunately, they let me have one. I sat up, taking stock of my body. Everything seemed to be intact. There wasn't any blood like I expected there to be. I didn't see any bruises forming yet, even though Ezekiel had been a little rough with me. The shock of the orgasms was starting to wear off, and my body craved more.
“Okay," I said. “I'm ready."
Dylan and Gerard got on the bed at the same time. My anxiety flared.
“B-both of you?" I asked.
“What? Don't think you can handle it?" Dylan teased.
“Well, i-it's just . . . I've never . . ." I stammered, trying to form a coherent thou
