CaribbeanNomad
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My husband, Mark, was setting up a camera in the corner, his hands steady despite the excitement that radiated off him.
"Are you sure about this?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. The reality of what we were about to do hit me like a tidal wave. I had agreed, yes, but now that the moment was here, doubt crept in.
Mark looked at me, his eyes burning with anticipation. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life," he said, his voice low and husky. "You're going to love this, baby. Trust me."
I nodded, swallowing hard. I could do this. For him, I could. He walked over to me, cupping my face in his hands. "You're so beautiful," he whispered, brushing a kiss across my lips. "And brave. You're going to blow their minds."
The doorbell rang, and my breath caught in my throat. Mark gave me one last reassuring smile before heading to answer it. I could hear muffled voices outside the room, and then the door creaked open.
"Hey, guys," Mark said, his tone light and casual. "Come on in."
I turned to see two men walk into the room. One was tall and muscular, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. The other was shorter, but no less built, with sandy blond hair and a mischievous grin. Both looked me up and down, and I felt a shiver run down my spine.
"This is Jenna," Mark introduced me, his arm slipping around my waist. "She's ready for you."
The taller man stepped forward, his eyes locked onto mine. "Nice to meet you, Jenna," he said, his voice deep and smooth. "I'm David."
"And I'm Mike," the shorter man added, giving me a wink.
Mark squeezed my hip gently. "Why don't you show them how much you appreciate them coming here?" he suggested, his voice dripping with encouragement.
I took a deep breath, pushing away my nervousness. This was what I wanted, right? I nodded, stepping closer to David. His eyes softened as I lifted my hand to gently trace the outline of his jaw.
"Thank you for coming," I murmured, feeling a thrill shoot through me as his hand covered mine.
David smiled, his gaze never leaving mine. "Anytime, sweetheart."
Mike moved behind me, his hands resting lightly on my shoulders. "Let's make this memorable," he whispered, his breath warm against my ear.
Mark stepped back, positioning himself next to the camera. "Go ahead, Jenna. Let them have you."
I nodded, my body tingling with anticipation. David reached out, his fingers curling around the hem of my tank top. With a gentle tug, he pulled it over my head, revealing my lace bra. I watched his eyes darken with desire as he took in the sight of me.
"Beautiful," he breathed, his hands moving to cup my breasts.
I gasped as his thumbs brushed over my nipples, sending electric shocks through my body. Mike's hands moved lower, slipping under the waistband of my shorts. He caressed my ass, his touch firm yet soothing.
Mark's voice cut through the haze of pleasure clouding my mind. "Take off her shorts, Mike."
Mike obeyed without hesitation, yanking my shorts and panties down in one swift motion. I stood before them in just my bra, my heart racing as I waited for their next move.
David leaned in, his lips brushing against my neck. "You taste as good as you look," he murmured, nipping at my skin.
I moaned softly, tilting my head to give him better access. Mike's hands roamed over my legs, slowly working their way up to my thighs. He paused there, his fingers dancing just above my pussy.
"Spread your legs for him, Jenna," Mark instructed, his voice thick with arousal.
I did as he said, parting my thighs slightly. Mike's fingers slipped between them, trailing teasingly along my slit. I bit my lip, stifling a moan as he circled my clit.
David's hands returned to my breasts, kneading them roughly. "Look at you," he growled, his voice vibrating through me. "So eager for us."
I could feel my cheeks flush with heat. It was true; I was eager. Despite my initial hesitation, the thrill of being desired by these two men was intoxicating.
Mike's fingers dipped lower, slipping inside me. I gasped, arching my back as he began to pump in and out rhythmically. David's mouth closed over my nipple, sucking it hard through the fabric of my bra.
"Fuck, she's tight," Mike muttered, his fingers moving faster.
I couldn't hold back any longer, my hips bucking against his hand as waves of pleasure crashed over me. Mark's voice echoed in the room, urging me on.
"That's it, Jenna. Take it. Show them how much you need this."
David finally broke away from my breast, his eyes wild with lust. "On your knees," he ordered, his voice brooking no argument.
The room buzzed with raw energy as I stood in the center, my heart pounding like a drum. David and Mike were already here, their eyes hungry and bodies eager. Mark had positioned himself behind the camera, his face a mix of nervous anticipation and undisguised excitement. The air was thick with tension, each breath I took filling my lungs with the scent of sweat and desire.
"Are you ready, Jenna?" Mark's voice came through the lens, steady but laced with emotion. His question wasn't just about physical readiness; it was a probe into the depths of my resolve.
I nodded, feeling a thrill shoot through me. "Yes," I breathed out, my voice shaking slightly. "Let's do this."
David stepped forward first, his hands reaching out to cup my face. His touch was firm yet gentle, his fingers tracing the contours of my cheeks. Mike followed suit, wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me closer. The contrast of their touches—one soft, one assertive—sent shivers down my spine.
"You look incredible," David murmured, leaning in to kiss me. His lips were warm against mine, the kiss deepening almost instantly. It was both familiar and new, a blend of comfort and exploration.
Mike's hand slid lower, gripping my ass and squeezing firmly. "Damn, she feels so good," he groaned, nuzzling against my neck. His breath hot on my skin, sending waves of pleasure rippling through me.
I moaned softly, my body responding instinctively to their advances. My nipples hardened, pressing against the fabric of my top, and my core throbbed with need. The sensation of their hands on me, the heat of their bodies so close, was intoxicating.
David broke the kiss, his eyes dark with lust as he looked at me. "Take off your clothes," he commanded, his tone brooking no refusal.
I hesitated for a brief second, then nodded again. My fingers fumbled with the buttons of my shirt, but I finally managed to pull it over my head, tossing it aside. Next, I unhooked my bra, letting it fall free to reveal my bare breasts. Mike's hand immediately covered one, his thumb teasing my nipple while David's mouth descended on the other.
"Fuck, you taste amazing," David muttered against my skin, his tongue flicking across my nipple. The sensation was electric, shooting straight to my pussy.
Mike stepped back slightly, his hands guiding the waistband of my pants over my hips. I lifted one foot, then the other, kicking off my shoes before shimmying out of my pants and panties. Naked now, I stood trembling under their scrutiny, my body tingling with anticipation.
"Perfect," Mike breathed, his gaze roving over me hungrily. He positioned himself behind me, his cock hard and pressing against my lower back. "Turn around, babe."
I complied, turning to face the wall. David grabbed my wrists, pinning them above my head, while Mike's hands roamed freely over my ass and thighs. "Spread your legs," Mike ordered, his voice gruff.
I did as he said, my legs shaking slightly as I widened my stance. Mike sank to his knees behind me, his fingers probing between my thighs. When they found my dripping wet entrance, he groaned loudly. "Jesus, she's soaked," he muttered to David.
David pressed his body flush against mine, his chest tight against my back. "Good girl," he whispered in my ear, his breath hot against my skin. "You're doing great."
Mike's fingers delved inside me, plunging in and out with increasing speed. The sensations were overwhelming, my body arching ************* against the wall. "Harder," I whimpered, my voice barely above a whisper.
Mike obliged, his fingers curling up to rub against my g-spot. The pressure built quickly, my orgasm cresting like a wave. Just as I felt myself about to climax, he pulled his fingers out abruptly. "Don't come yet," he growled. "Save it for later."
I bit back a whimper, my body thrumming with unsatisfied need. David released my wrists, spinning me around to face him. His eyes were dark with lust, his cock jutting out from his pants, rock hard and glistening with pre-cum.
Before I could react, Mike was there, helping David strip off his remaining clothing. Within seconds, they were both naked, their cocks standing proudly erect.
Mark's voice came through the speakers again. "Are you both ready? Jenna needs more than one man tonight."
Both men nodded eagerly, their eyes never leaving mine. "Ready," David confirmed, stepping forward.
Mike moved behind me once more, his hands gripping my hips. "Bend over," he commanded, his voice husky with desire.
I bent forward, resting my forearms on the couch. Mike positioned his cock at my entrance, rubbing the tip up and down my slick folds before pushing inside. The stretch was intense, but I welcomed it, my body opening to accommodate him.
"Fuck, you're tight," Mike groaned, his thrusts slow and deliberate. "So fucking tight."
Meanwhile, David knelt beside the couch, his fingers parted my labia. "Watch yourself get filled," he commanded, angling the camera towards us.
I watched in awe, the sight of Mike's cock disappearing into me driving me wild. My clit throbbed painfully, desperate for attention. "Touch me," I begged, glancing pleadingly at David.
He didn't need to be asked twice. His fingers replaced the ones that had teased me earlier, circling my clit with expert precision. The dual sensations of being filled and pleasured simultaneously sent me spiraling closer to the edge.
"That's it," David encouraged, watching intently. "Feel how much we want you."
Mike's pace quickened, his thrusts becoming more urgent. "Tell me how good it feels, baby," he demanded, his voice rough with strain.
"It feels...so good," I gasped, my words punctuated by sharp breaths. "You feel so good inside me."
Mike growled, his grip tightening on my hips. "You like having two men use you, don't you?"
"Yes," I admitted, my voice breaking with emotion. "I love it."
David leaned in closer, his lips brushing against my ear. "Is there anything else you want?" he whispered seductively.
My mind raced, images flashing through my thoughts of more men, more bodies, more cocks filling every inch of me. "More," I blurted out without thinking. "I want more."
David's eyes gleamed with approval. "Your wish is our command." He turned to the door, raising his voice. "Come in, boys. She's ready for more."
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