Double Stuffed and Claimed

Elena knelt on the hardwood floor of her living room, chest heaving, thighs slick and trembling. Spit trailed from her chin down between her full breasts; her own juices painted the insides of her legs and glistened on the couch cushions behind her. Marcus and Julian stood over her, cocks still hard and shining from her mouth and pussy, breathing heavy after the brutal spit-roast that had just ended. She looked up at them—Marcus with his athletic, sweat-sheened body and thick cock bobbing near her face, Julian with his lean architect’s frame and that charming half-smile that never quite hid how filthy he could get—and felt the last of her old restraint burn away.

“Please,” she rasped, voice raw from taking them both down her throat. “Don’t stop now. I need you to wreck me completely tonight. Every hole. Double-stuff me, claim me, fill me until I can’t walk. This is our last night of the pact and I want you both inside me at the same time until I scream. Use me. Ruin me. I’m yours.”

Marcus’s dark eyes flashed. He wrapped a fist around his cock and stroked once, smearing her saliva along the shaft. “Fuck, Elena. You begging like that… yeah. We’re going to destroy every inch of you.”

Julian stepped closer, tilting her chin up with two fingers. “We’ve got three nights of fantasies left to burn through. Tonight we finish it. You’re going to take both of us in that greedy pussy and tight ass until you forget your own name.” He leaned down and kissed her hard, tongue claiming her mouth while Marcus groaned above them.

She kissed back desperately, tasting herself and the wine still lingering on his lips. When they broke apart she was already whimpering. “Carry me. Please. Bedroom. Lube. Everything.”

Marcus didn’t need telling twice. He hooked his hands under her arms and lifted her like she weighed nothing, her legs wrapping instinctively around his waist. Her soaked pussy dragged against the ridged muscles of his abs as he walked. Julian followed, snatching the bottle of lube from the side table where they’d left it after night one, his free hand already stroking his cock back to full, throbbing hardness.

In the hallway Marcus pinned her to the wall for a moment, grinding his thick length against her clit while Julian crowded in behind her. Julian’s mouth found the side of her neck, biting just hard enough to make her gasp, while his slick fingers slipped between her cheeks and rubbed slow circles over her asshole.

“Feel that?” Julian murmured against her skin. “I’m going to open this pretty hole again tonight. Stretch it around my cock while Marcus fucks your cunt. Then we’re switching. You’re going to bounce on both of us until you come so hard you cry.”