Eager Couples Swap for Rooftop Anal

Rachel knelt on all fours atop the wide lounge bed that dominated her apartment building’s private rooftop deck, the warm night air licking across her bare skin like a second set of hands. City lights twinkled below the railing, but up here it was just the three of them, the leftover lube glistening between her cheeks and the shameless wink of her well-stretched asshole every time she shifted. Tyler’s thick cock had pulled out only minutes earlier downstairs, leaving her empty, aching, and dripping; the short elevator ride up had done nothing to calm the needy pulse inside her.

Tyler circled her on his knees, twenty-two and grinning like he’d won the lottery, while Jax lounged back on one elbow, twenty-four and looking every bit the smug bastard who knew exactly how wrecked she already was. “Jesus, look at that,” Tyler laughed, giving her left cheek a playful slap that made the hole flutter open and closed. “Mom’s ass is straight-up begging. It’s winking at me harder than you do when you’re trying to steal the remote, Jax.”

Jax snorted. “Please. That gape is a standing ovation for my work. I opened the door; you just walked through it like a polite houseguest. C’mon, Rachel, admit it—your hungry little ring is lonely already.”

Rachel’s face burned, half embarrassment, half pure filthy thrill. Freshly divorced at forty-one and somehow on a rooftop with her stepson and his best friend, both of them hard and circling her like sharks who’d already tasted blood. She pushed back toward the empty air, feeling cool breeze tease the slick rim. “You’re both ridiculous,” she breathed, voice shaky with leftover aftershocks and fresh want. “But… God, yes. It feels so open. I want you two to finish what you started. Take turns. Claim it completely. No more half-measures. My ass is yours tonight.”

Tyler whooped. Jax’s dark eyes lit up with pure mischief.

“Dibs,” they said at the exact same time.

Tyler shoved Jax’s shoulder. “I just pulled out downstairs, genius. Warm-up round doesn’t count. I get first full ride up here under the stars.”

“You stretched her like a rookie,” Jax shot back, already palming his thick cock and giving it a lazy stroke. “I primed the pump. Besides, age before beauty—and by beauty I mean your baby face. Rank has its privileges.”

Rachel rolled her eyes so hard she almost saw the inside of her skull, a helpless laugh bubbling out of her. The two of them bickering over her asshole like it was the last slice of pizza was somehow the hottest and dumbest thing she’d ever heard. “Oh my God, you absolute children. Stop measuring dicks with dirty jokes and just—double-stuff me already before I change my mind and go downstairs for ice cream instead.”