Caught Wet-Handed (Part 2)

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My legs feel like they belong to someone else as I step out from behind the curtains. My hand is still sticky, my panties soaked, and my skirt probably wrinkled from where I was grinding against my own fingers. Lucas and Theo are looking right at me. Lucas hasn’t even pulled out of Theo yet. They’re both flushed, breathing hard, and watching me with knowing eyes. I want to sink into the ground. Instead I stand there, cheeks burning, n*****s hard against my thin top. Theo straightens up slowly, wincing a little as Lucas slips out of him. A trickle of c*m runs down the inside of his thigh. He doesn’t bother wiping it away. He just pulls his pants up enough to stay decent and walks toward me first, calm and unhurried. “You don’t have to run,” he says softly. “We’ve known you’ve been watching. We wanted you to watch.” Lucas tucks himself away but leaves his shirt off. He comes closer too, stopping just a couple feet from me. “You liked it,” he says. It isn’t a question. “We could hear how wet you were getting those last few times.” I swallow hard. My voice comes out small. “I… I couldn’t stop.” Lucas smiles, slow and warm. “That’s okay. Because we don’t want you to stop.” He glances at Theo, then back at me. “You’re curious. Really curious. We can see it every time you look at us. So here’s the offer. We’ll teach you. Everything. No pressure, no expectations. You say stop, we stop. But if you say yes… we’ll take care of you, Zoe. We’ll show you exactly how good it can feel.” I should think about it. I should hesitate. But my body is still buzzing from my orgasm and my mind is full of everything I just watched. “Yes,” I whisper. “Please.” Theo’s hand finds mine first. He pulls me gently toward the wide cushioned bench they were just f*****g on. The leather is still warm. Lucas follows, closing the distance until I’m standing between them. They don’t rush. Theo cups my face and kisses me first — soft at the beginning, then deeper, tongue sliding against mine like he’s learning my taste. Lucas presses in from behind, hands resting lightly on my hips, lips brushing the side of my neck. I tremble between them. “You’re shaking,” Lucas murmurs against my skin. “First time someone’s touched you like this?” I nod, too embarrassed to say it out loud. Theo pulls back just enough to look at me. “You’re a virgin?” His voice is gentle, but there’s heat in it. “Yes.” Something shifts in both of them. Not roughness, but a deeper kind of hunger. Lucas kisses my neck again, slower. “We’ll make it good for you. Better than good.” They undress me together. My top goes first, then my skirt. Theo hooks his fingers in my soaked panties and slides them down my legs. He groans when he sees how wet I am. “Damn… that’s a lot of juice right there.” They lay me down on the bench. Light is still pouring in, warm across my bare skin. I feel exposed, but the way they’re looking at me makes me feel wanted instead of shy. Theo settles between my thighs first. He spreads me open with his hands and just looks for a moment, breathing me in. Then his mouth is on me. I cry out the second his tongue touches my v****a. He licks me slow and thorough, exploring every fold, sucking gently, then firmer. Lucas leans over me, kissing my mouth, then my breasts, pulling a n****e between his teeth while Theo slides a finger inside me. The stretch is new and perfect. I grab Lucas’s hair and moan into his mouth as Theo curls his finger and sucks harder on my c**t. My second orgasm hits fast and sharp. I shake hard, thighs clamping around Theo’s head. He doesn’t stop until I’m pushing at his shoulders, oversensitive and gasping. They switch places. Lucas kneels between my legs now, c**k hard again and glistening. He rubs the head up and down my soaked p***y, teasing my c**t until I’m whimpering. “Ready?” he asks. I nod quickly. “Please.” He pushes in slowly. The tightness burns, but it feels so full and right that I don’t want him to stop. Inch by inch he works himself inside me until his hips meet mine. I feel so unraveled, so claimed. Theo strokes my hair and kisses me through it, whispering how beautiful I look taking Lucas’s c**k for the first time. “AAH—!” I yelp, hot tears rolling down my cheeks as I’m left to endure the pain for the pleasure it brings. Lucas starts moving. Gentle thrusts at first, then deeper, steadier. Every stroke drags against something inside me that makes my toes curl. Theo reaches down and rubs my c**t in tight circles while Lucas f***s me. The double sensation is overwhelming. I come again, harder than before, clenching around Lucas so tightly he groans my name. They flip me onto my hands and knees. Theo takes his turn, sliding into me from behind while Lucas kneels in front of me. I take Lucas into my mouth, tasting both of them on him. Theo f***s me deeper than Lucas did, hitting a spot that makes me see stars. He slaps my ass lightly once, then rubs the sting away, murmuring praise. “Such a naughty girl. Taking us so well.” I lose track of how many times I come. They keep trading places, touching me everywhere, never letting me come down completely. At one point Lucas is inside me again while Theo slides his c**k against my c**t from the front, both of them moving in rhythm. The pressure builds impossibly high. “I’m going to—” I try to warn them, but it’s too late. I squirt for the first time ever, soaking Lucas and the bench beneath us. My whole body locks up, shaking violently. Lucas curses and f***s me through it, harder now. Theo kisses me messily, swallowing every broken sound I make. They don’t last much longer after that. Lucas pulls out and comes across my back in hot stripes. Theo turns me over and finishes on my stomach and breasts, marking me while looking straight into my eyes. Afterward, they clean me up with soft towels from a cabinet in the corner. They wrap me in a light throw and settle me between them on the sofa. Lucas strokes my hair while Theo traces lazy patterns along my thigh. “How do you feel?” Lucas inquires. “Ruined,” I say honestly. Then I smile. “In the best way.” Theo laughs softly. “That was just the beginning, Zoe. There’s so much more we want to show you.” I close my eyes, still feeling them inside me, still tasting them, still dripping with their c*m and mine. My body is sore and satisfied and already wondering when we can do it again. I have no idea what I’ve started, but I know I don’t want it to end.
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