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worried about his reaction to the area of my body that caused most consternation.
    He moaned. The warm air of his breath tickled my ear and I felt the lust rolling around his chest. Skimming through my pubic hair, he purposefully sought out my clit, nestled between my lips and eager for touch. I gasped and dug my head back into the pillows each time he gently rubbed against the little protuberance of flesh. It amazed me how much pleasure was stored there and how it whizzed around my whole body in such a short amount of time.
    Darren trailed his touch downwards, settled his hand between my thighs and dipped his fingers inside me, stretching and filling me with ease. I was so wet and so ecstatic as the men did what they could to manually pleasure me. I curled and stretched to the strains of desire and turned to face Greg. Darren’s wet fingers trailed over my hip and cupped my buttock while I writhed against his rival. Greg’s fingers still manipulated my clit and I teetered on the brink of ecstasy. He curved to face me, meeting me lip to lip, his kiss undulating at the same speed as his digits, rolling ecstasy through me, connecting a line direct from my lips to my clit.
    I wanted to feel more of him, more of both of them. Darren stroked my back and buttocks and I was overtaken with the urge to please them both. I wiggled lower and dropped my kisses down Greg’s gently prickling chin to his neck and collarbone. I kept shifting lower, kissing down Greg’s lightly furred chest and to his stomach.
    Aggressively I pushed him down onto his back and pulled up onto my knees. Darren moved and adapted as I leaned over and gently licked along Greg’s hot length. I enjoyed the feel of him against my tongue and lips and wondered about the crackling noise behind me. A moment later it was apparent that Darren had sheathed himself with a condom. I could feel the familiar plastic-like chill of it when it slipped between my raised buttocks. I stuck my bottom out and encouraged him to push inside me—I wanted to be filled.
    Everything warmed up soon enough. I stretched to accommodate the width of his dick and continued to lick and tease Greg’s cock until his hips bumped up and down in frustration and finally I let him sink in between my lips. Two cocks and me, the perfect equation. I was full, aching and wantonly sexual. I felt sexier than I ever had before. I commanded the desire of two powerful men and they were both determinedly using me for their pleasure. I loved it.
    Greg entwined his fingers in my hair. I took more of him between my lips. He was long and so it was a struggle to take him fully into my mouth. I twisted and turned my head and used my tongue to lap at the sensitive dip under his cock head. It seemed to work. I could taste his emissions, salty and mellow, and eagerly continued the blow job.
    My concentration wandered as Darren upped the tempo. I released Greg’s dick from my mouth and leaned my head on his thigh while Darren rammed harder and deeper into me. I curled my hand around Greg’s wet erection and hung on for dear life until Darren came with a grunt of satisfaction.
    “I need you,” Greg gasped. “Please let me fuck you.” I looked up with a gentle smile on my lips. I liked the way he had asked me, it seemed almost old-fashioned and quaint, though the situation was neither.
    “Pass me a condom, please.” I turned to Darren who’d collapsed on the bed beside me, chest heaving, flaccid cock slipping from its confines. He nodded, extended his arm lazily and knocked a packet from the bedside table into his fist. He passed it to me and I transferred my attention to Greg. I ripped open the packet at speed but as carefully as I could manage. I placed the condom over the tip of him and rolled it down to snugly coat his erection. I split my thighs around him and hovered over his cock. He manoeuvred himself until the tip of his dick slipped in and I sank down until he filled me.
    It was at once the same as and