Free Feral Magnetism by Lacey Savage

the praise. She wanted to please them, she realized. Both of them.
    J.C. thrust a finger into her pussy, making her cry out again. “Are you ready for more, sweetheart?”
    More ? Could her body take much more? Eve could only nod.
    J.C.’s cock prodded the opening to her pussy with a gentle nudge. She leaned back into it, her heart hammering against her chest. She wanted him in her. Needed him in her.
    “Please,” she murmured. J.C. got the message. He slid the entire length of his thick cock inside her waiting channel. Her inner muscles clenched around it, grasping him as he thrust in slow, rhythmic motions in and out of her.
    She moaned as the feel of him made its way through every nerve ending. It felt so good, so right, so perfect.
    Oh, God. Heaven .
    She couldn’t even think in concrete sentences anymore. The rhythm of J.C.’s thrusts, the feel of his sac slapping against her thighs was too much to bear. She reached out with her tongue for Brad’s cock again but before she could taste him, he moved back.
    “No. I have something else in mind for you.”
    He moved out of her line of sight and panic edged its way into her stomach. Behind her, J.C.’s cock pumped in and out of her cunt, his groans mingling with the cries and laughter from the park.
    The tabletop creaked and she instinctively knew she wasn’t alone on the table anymore. There wasn’t enough room for two people to lie side by side, but as soon as she felt Brad’s weight on the small of her back, she understood.
    “Oh, God.” The words came out as a hoarse croak.
    He was going to fuck her ass. And she was going to let him.
    The rip of another condom sleeve filled the air and Eve waited in anticipation. Something wet and cold splashed against her ass and she clenched her muscles in protest. “Relax. It’s just lubricant.” To prove his point, Brad smeared the silky cream over her hole. She unclenched her muscles and he drove a finger inside her tight anus.
    “Oh!” She cried out again at the intrusion, but neither Brad nor J.C. seemed intent on letting her off the hook any time soon. Brad’s finger slid out of her with a pop. She breathed a sigh of relief, then held her breath as she felt the tip of his cock nudging her entrance.
    She’d had anal sex before. Twice, in fact. But her pussy had been empty at the time. Would she be able to endure the onslaught of ecstasy? She gritted her teeth, ready to find out.
    She didn’t have to wait long. Brad’s cock slid into her, slowly at first as she adjusted to his girth. Her pussy tightened even further around J.C.’s shaft. She could still feel his gaze on her ass, now stretched to its maximum capacity by Brad’s shaft.
    They moved inside her in unison, as though they’d done this hundreds of times before. Eve closed her eyes, refusing to think about that possibility. Their breathing combined to fill the room. She moaned, groaned and cried out, no longer caring whether she was being too loud, or enjoying this too much.
    J.C.’s fingers dug into her hips and he increased his rhythm. She could picture his face, strained as he neared orgasm, the intensity in his eyes deepening with the need to come. Brad’s hands gripped the edges of the table around her face as he fucked her ass, thrusting as deep inside her tight channel as his cock would go.
    Tears slid freely down her cheeks now. It was the second time she’d cried while on the brink of orgasm, but she was beyond caring, beyond embarrassment. When it came, her release was thunderous, pounding through her, slashing at her defenses, making her scream. She felt J.C. going over the edge with her, stilling his thrusts as his cock pumped his seed.
    Brad wasn’t far behind. His low, guttural growl was more restrained, but unmistakable. They rode the wave together, flesh slamming against flesh as their bodies quivered with the final spasms of climax.
    She felt entirely sated, fulfilled, and much too delighted. She wanted to see J.C.’s face, to