Addiction (10 Dark/Erotic Stories Part1)

I threw the sheets off and sat upright, my heart still pounding from being caught. "Get out," I said, but my voice came out breathless instead of angry, and I could see on their faces they'd heard the difference too. They didn't leave. Xander came and sat close to me, his hands moving to my boobs. "I love how sizable your boobs are," he said, squeezing them gently. I could feel my p***y juices dripping down the sheets. He put his mouth on one of my boobs, still squeezing the other. Xavier came and sat at the other side of the bed, his eyes already eating me up. He took over the other boob. Both mouths now on my n*****s. "Gosh," I gasped out in pleasure. Whatever protest I had started died in my throat, I had wanted this longer than I'd let myself admit, and now that it was happening I wasn't about to stop it. I bit my lip as they both harshly sucked on my n*****s and soon I was moaning to the rhythm their mouths made. I felt a finger slide inside my p***y. I didn't know whose it was but it felt really good. They both guided me gently to the edge of the bed and spread my p***y apart. My body flinched as the cold air kissed my p***y, and without warning, Xander moved down and began to feast on it. He ate my p***y like he had been hungry for it. "You taste good," he muttered and moved up to kiss me, letting me taste myself. He moved to my neck and bit it. It sent a shiver down my spine. "We're going to make sure you get satisfied today," Xavier said, still on my boobs. It felt good to be handled by them, felt good to be handled by two men who had clearly been thinking about this as long as I had. The porn video was still playing on my laptop across the room, quiet moans bleeding into the sounds I was already making. Xander glanced over at the screen, then back at me, smirking. "Real thing's better than that, isn't it?" he said, and went right back to work on me. Xavier got up and pulled his pants off, his c**k already hard, and stepped toward my mouth while Xander positioned himself between my thighs. "Open up, princess," Xavier said, guiding himself to my lips. I took him into my mouth, and at the same time I felt Xander's c**k pressing against my entrance. "Relax for us," Xander said, rubbing the tip against my c**t before pushing in slow, letting me feel every inch of him stretch me open. I moaned around Xavier's c**k, the sound vibrating against him. "f**k, just like that," Xavier groaned, his hand tangling in my hair, guiding my head at a pace he liked. Xander started slow, then built into a steady rhythm, his hips slapping against mine, one hand gripping my waist and the other reaching around to rub my c**t in time with his thrusts. "She's close," Xander said, feeling me tighten around him. "Let her c*m," Xavier said, pulling back just enough to watch my face. "We want to see it." The pressure built until it snapped, and I came hard around Xander, my whole body shaking, a muffled moan escaping around Xavier's c**k still in my mouth. Xander didn't stop, if anything he moved faster, chasing his own release while I was still trembling from mine. "Switch," Xavier said, pulling out of my mouth. Xander pulled out too, and they traded places — Xander lying back against the headboard now, pulling me onto his lap so I sank down onto him, while Xavier came up behind me, spreading me open again before pushing into me alongside where Xander already filled me. I gasped at the stretch, my nails digging into Xander's shoulders. "Too much," I breathed. "You can take it," Xavier said against my ear, one hand splayed on my stomach, the other gripping my hip as they found a rhythm together, moving inside me in turns until I lost track of whose was whose, only that the pleasure kept building on itself, wave after wave. I came again with a cry I couldn't hold back, and then a third time when Xavier's fingers found my c**t while Xander sucked at my boobs, my body wrung out and shaking between them. They finished together, groaning my name, and for a long moment none of us moved, just the sound of all three of us catching our breath. Xavier was the first to speak, brushing damp hair off my forehead. "You understand what this means, right, princess?" "Your body belongs to us now," Xander said, pressing a kiss to my shoulder. "No boyfriends. No one else is touching what's ours." I looked between them, still coming down, and knew I wasn't going to argue. I was too f****d to argue.