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  I leaned into him, arching my back so my breasts jutted forward into Bryce’s skilled hands.

  Somewhere, in the recesses of my brain, I knew I shouldn’t be doing this, but I’d never wanted to be fucked so badly.

  My cunt was so swollen and throbbing it nearly hurt.

  From behind, Jackson put his hands on my tits, pinching the nipples between his fingers, and Bryce bent down and licked them, holding onto my hips as his tongue covered my nipples and Jackson’s fingers with equal fervor.

  I moaned and put my hands into Bryce’s waistband, pulling at him.

  “Whoa, there,” he said.

  “Come on,” I pleaded. I could tell my face was flushed and I was out of breath with excitement.

  “Please? Just a peek?”

  It didn’t matter what he said. I was already undoing his button, his zipper, letting his shorts drop to the ground, letting his cock spring free.

  Apparently free climbers didn’t wear underwear.

  “Oh, you’re a big boy,” I said to him, taking the cock in both hands and squeezing. I ran a thumb over the tip and felt the precum that had collected there, smeared it over the tip. Bryce closed his eyes, head back slightly.

  Something wet on my neck: Jackson’s mouth, his hands still on my breasts, caressing my nipples even as I began to work at Naveen’s cock. With one hand I cupped his balls, big and firm, as I felt Jackson push himself against me, his still-clothed cock in the crevice of my ass.

  I tilted my head back and tongue-kissed him, slowly, and then ended the kiss, leaned forward, and did the same to Bryce.

  In my hands, Bryce got even harder. I arched my back and rubbed my ass against Jackson, felt him unbutton and unzip my pants, push my underwear down.

  I stepped out of it and kicked it away as Jackson moved a hand downward, sliding it between my legs. When he got to my cunt, he made a surprised sound.

  “You’re so wet,” he murmured.

  He rubbed his hand along my lips, gathering the wetness that clung to them.

  “I know,” I moaned.

  I gasped for breath, and the small touch on my cunt had made me lightheaded, the way I got when I was about to come.

  Jackson took his hand, covered in my juices, and held it up for Bryce. The other man sniffed gently, then smiled, took Jackson’s hand in his, then sucked two of his fingers into his mouth.

  Jackson’s erection throbbed against my ass, and I couldn’t take it anymore.

  On my knees, on the rocky ground, I hurriedly took off Jackon’s shorts and underwear.

  Now they were standing almost side by side, and I had one cock in each hand, both handfuls, both long and hard.

  Slowly, I licked the line along the bottom of Jackson’s erect member, going all the way from root to tip as he grunted. Gently, he put one hand on my head and I swirled my tongue around the head of his cock, flicked it over the tip.

  I took the head of it into my mouth and let it back out with a pop, swirled my tongue again.

  Jackson groaned.

  Not wanting a good erection to go to waste, I turned to Bryce, flicking my tongue over the tip of his cock, dancing it over the head, and then sucking it in, twice, each time a little deeper. Just as he groaned, I went back to Jackson, took his in my mouth, pushed it in harder, this time finding the back of my mouth.

  I held it there, pushing, for a moment, released him. I did the same to Bryce, holding the head of his cock against my throat, hard, bringing it in and out a few times. Finally I released Jackson’s cock from my other hand, took Bryce by the hips, and pushed his cock against the back of my throat, as hard as I could, trying to relax my throat muscles.

  He thrust forward, just a little, and suddenly his cock popped into my throat, down past my non-existent gag reflex, and I heard him moan with a moan that seemed to echo across the rocks.

  On my nose I felt his short curly pubic hairs.

  “She’s deep throating me, dude,” Bryce said.

  “How does it feel?”

  “It’s amazing,” Bryce whispered.

  I pushed my head down once more, twice more, then took Bryce out of my mouth. I turned to Jackson.

  “Oh my god dude,” he whispered as soon as my lips touched the head of his cock.

  I slid him in slowly, prolonging it as much as I could, enjoying his moans and whimpers, feeling as though I had complete control over him.

  When it reached the back of my throat, I pushed against him and swallowed, letting him into my throat as well.

  Jackson moaned and put both his hands on my head, until I needed to come up for air. I turned back to Bryce, who was almost trembling with anticipation as I took his cock in my hand.

  I switched back and forth a few more times, deep throating one and then the other, careful not to let either young man get too close to orgasm.

  I loved giving blow jobs, loved the way it turned men into quaking puddles, loved the way a cock felt in my mouth, loved the way I felt so powerful.

  As I deep throated Bryce again, I heard Jackson move behind my, felt his hands between my thighs, pushing them apart. I pulled Bryce out, stroking him with my hand, and saw Jackson on his back and I moved my knees apart, letting him scoot forward, under my. As his tongue touched my pussy lips, oh so gently, I sighed.

  His hands were on my hips, holding me still, and as he gently lapped at me, I went back to Bryce, both his hands on my head.

  Jackson’s tongue was surprisingly skilled. It traced the folds of my lips, dipping just a little into my pussy, his hot breath warm on my cunt.

  He flicked his tongue against my clit gently, slowly, as if he could tell just how close I was to coming and wanted to tease me. He traced shapes onto me and I wondered if he was writing his name with his tongue, the oldest trick in the book.

  It was a good trick, and I moaned, the sound vibrating down Bryce’s cock.

  “Oh!” he said aloud, so loudly that I looked around for someone else.

  Jackson’s hand tightened on my and he began licking my harder, his tongue pressing against my clit, pushing into my cunt, moving faster and faster. I plunged Bryce back into my mouth as I felt Jackson’s lips close around my clit, and I came.

  It began in my clit and radiated up and out, rays spreading into my torso, to my head, making me feel lightheaded, out to my fingers and toes. I dug my fingernails into Naveen’s hips, sinking them deep into his hard, firm flesh, as I moaned my orgasm into his cock.

  When it was over, I was gasping, and Jackson was scooting out from under me, grinning the same grin as always.

  He knelt behind my and nuzzled my neck, his stubble scraping the tiny hairs there and tickling me as I felt his long, hard member slide between my legs. I was still wet and swollen, and my arousal hadn’t been sated at all by the orgasm.

  I rubbed myself along him, feeling the warm, delicious head of his cock on my clit, nudging between my swollen lips, and then I reached down and guided him to my waiting entrance.

  “Oh!” I cried in surprise. As he pushed himself in he took my by the hips and pulled back, making my come down so I was astride him, cock buried in my in one motion, ass toward him in reverse cowgirl. He placed one hand on each globe of it and watched as I rode him, bouncing up and down, each bounce sending little ripples through my ass cheeks.

  Not about to be left out, Bryce knelt as well, astride Jackson’s legs, hands roaming I from my hard nipples, stroking downward until he reached my clit, circling it with his fingers, back to my lips spread tight around his friend’s member.

  “I can feel you in her,” he said to Jackson.

  “She tightens up when you rub her clit,” said Jackson. “I can feel it.”

  Bryce rubbed me again and I moaned, leaning back toward Jackson, letting Bryce in as much as I could with his fingers, rubbing at me and nudging into my channel, just past my lips, his fingers held tight against Jackson’s cock by my pussy.

  “Oh my god,” shouted I, long past the point of caring that they were
in public, right off a trail.

  “I want you both in me.”

  Bryce pushed two fingers into my and crooked them just as Jackson thrust hard and I came again, the orgasm tearing through my body, exploding from the fingers and the cock until I saw fireworks behind my eyes.

  I was past words and just shouting animal noises, long low guttural moans as the two men worked me back and forth, fucking and fingering and rubbing my tits all at once. When my orgasm subsided, long moments later, they were both still hard, still ready to go.

  Bryce pulled my up, off of Jackson’s still-hard cock. Weren’t young men supposed to come faster, last for less long?

  “I want you now,” he said, still on his knees, and he sank to the ground, pulling me with him.

  Gladly, I mounted him, his cock just as long and perfect as Jackson’s. I tried to go slow, to feel every millimeter of it as I thrust back and forth on him but I couldn’t help myself, couldn’t fight the urge to move faster and faster, toward the next orgasm.

  My cunt had reached a near-constant state of arousal where it felt like every motion, every touch might send me over that edge, and I felt like I was just an automaton chasing that orgasm and the next one and the next one.

  Jacskon, back behind me, his lips on the back of my neck, his hard member still wet with my juices.

  I had an idea.

  “I want to try something,” I said.

  “Anything,” they said in unison.

  “I’ve never done this before.”

  “Done what?”

  “It feels so good when you’re both in me,” I started. I couldn’t see Jackson but Bryce looked surprised, sexy, skeptical.

  “Like this?” Jackson said.

  His fingers found Bryce’s cock and joined it in my cunt.

  I moaned, leaned back into him. “Like that,” I said, thrusting my hips back and forth.

  “But I want your cock.”

  “Will that work?” Jackson asked. He moved back a few inches, and I could tell he had his cock in his hand, already guiding it toward me.

  “Just try,” I said. I leaned forward to give him better access. “Oh God, please, just try.”

  The tip of Jackson’s cock found the root of his friend’s, plunging into my’s cunt, pushing against where the two joined.

  He pushed and I felt myself expand outward, sinking most of the head of his cock into me alongside Bryce, nearly at my limit.

  “Harder,” I moaned.

  Bryce went still, Jackson reaching around me to hold his hip with one hand.

  “It won’t fit,” Jackson said.

  I rose on my knees, pulling Bryce most of the way out and then put all of my weight into coming back down. The head of Jackson’s cock popped into my tight entrance, right alongside his friend’s, and my cunt swallowed them both, stretched to its limit, the two cocks held tightly together inside.

  “I can feel your cock,” whispered Bryce, eyes closed.

  “Oh my god,” said Jackson.

  I closed my eyes and moved back and forth, barely, feeling as though the intense pleasure might tear my open, afraid that any real movement might pop one of them out and I wanted this moment to last forever, this moment of being shared.

  I could feel every tiny movement either of them made, jostling around inside my, rubbing each other as well as me, sliding together. The feeling was more intense than any orgasm I’d ever had and it seemed without end, without limit.

  “I can’t keep this up,” Bryce said to them both.

  His eyes were closed and he grit his teeth.

  “I’m gonna come. I can’t. It’s too much.”

  “Just come,” breathed Jackson. He thrust into me, just a little, but even that tiny motion sent renewed waves of pleasure through me and I moaned, barely hearing what they were saying.

  “I’m gonna come,” Bryce said, and he thrust into me again, rubbing his cock along Jackson’s.

  He groaned as he did.

  “Oh god, I can feel you coming,” said Jackson, as he pulled put and pushed in microscopically, rubbing their cocks together inside me.

  “Oh my god,” he whispered. “Here it goes.”

  I was almost dizzy with sensation, with the way I could feel every tiny motion they made, the way it took my to one long, intense orgasm.

  I could feel both of them come inside me, simultaneously, their cocks throbbing in unison as both young men came so hard their eyes rolled back into their heads, as they clutched and clawed at my and each other, as their hot white fluid, with nowhere to go, trickled out of my around their cocks, into the red desert dust.

  When it was over I collapsed forward onto Bryce, spent, as Jackson rolled over next to them, his now-soft cock pulling out.

  I reached over and put one hand on his chest and he held it there. For a long time, none of them said anything.

  Finally, Jackson spoke up.

  “I think I’m done for the day,” he said.

  “Yeah,” said Bryce.

  “Mhm,” I agreed.

  I worried on the walk back to the campground. Would the rest of my club be there already? I could tell them that my migraine had gone away and I’d wanted to go for a hike anyway. That checked out, I thought, but what would they think about the fact that I was with two men?

  Nothing, I told herself. They won’t think anything.

  A threesome in the desert is not anyone’s default assumption.

  I could still feel the sticky mess in my underwear, my hair full of desert dust. my knees were scraped, and I thought I might have gotten sunburn in some particularly awkward places.

  Worth it, though, I thought.

  “Hey man,” said Jackson when they reached the campground. “I had a great time.”

  “Me too,” said Bryce.

  I blushed and turned my face away.

  “Thanks for indulging me,” I said. I blushed, just a little.

  “It was no indulgence,” Bryce said, quietly. Behind him, a family with two little kids was packing their car.

  “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever done.”

  Jackson nodded. “I’ll never forget that.”

  I smiled.

  “You’re sweet,” I said. I leaned in and gave them each a hug, a quick peck on the cheek, and then they walked back to their campsite together.

  Just like I’d feared, the group was already back at their campsite.

  Anxiety filled my chest, even as I knew they would never begin to suspect the truth.

  “There you are,” said Pam. “We were getting worried.”

  “Sorry,” said I. “The migraine went away and I wanted to go for a hike anyway. I met some climbers and we got to talking.”

  “I hear the climbing is great out here,” said Pam. I looked back at my husband, building the fire. “I’m so glad you feel better. Was the hike nice?”

  “It was,” I said.

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