Chapter 2: Building Tension
A dark shadow loomed over me as Jack slapped my arse, leaving an imprint of his palm on the fiery-red skin. His eyes flared, brilliant blues blazing with untamed desire as he positioned himself behind me, his broad, strong hands grabbing my hips.
"Fucking Christ, you're so tight," he growled, pushing the head of his thick, veiny cock against my entrance.
Mark standing next to him, his handsome face twisted in concentration as he held onto the base of Jack's shaft.
"You are both so fucking huge," I gasped, pressing my forehead against the soft sheets of the bed. With each of their thrusts, my body felt like it was being taken to new heights of pleasure that bordered on pain.
The contrasting sensations, the pressure from both their lengths, all overwhelmed me and made me feel like I might lose myself in the maddening lust building up within me. Jack wasted no time in pressing against my puckered hole to join Mark, who moments earlier had sunk balls deep into my core.
He pushed with a steady, powerful momentum, his piercing stretching my tight ring of muscle. "Aaahhh, fuck!" I yelled, clenching my fists as pain and pleasure mingled in my body. Jack paused when he was halfway in, waiting for me to relax before pushing further, his breath hitching as my inner walls closed around him.
"Fucking hell, you're tight," Jack hissed, sweat beading on his forehead.
He gripped my hips hard, his fingers digging into my skin. With every inch he forced himself into me, a burning fire spread throughout my body.
"Yes, yes," I panted, feeling the overwhelming sensation of being stretched to my limit by two cocks. I was theirs to use, theirs to dominate, and the thought made me hotter than ever.
"Don't stop, fuck me harder," I demanded, pushing back against them.
Mark started thrusting harder and faster, causing me to cry out with every movement.
He gripped my hips and pulled my body back onto his, throwing my head back, Geting lost in the ecstasy of it all.
Leaning over me, Jack started unbuckling his belt and pants, exposing his rock-hard cock, now slick with a mixture of my pussy juices and spit that Mark had provided for him.
Leaning over my face, he offered his shaft to me, and I opened my mouth to take him.
His cock tasted sweet and salty, a mix of our mingled juices. I bobbed my head up and down, swallowing the large cock in my mouth while my hands grabbed his firm ass.
Meanwhile, Mark was pulling me up, and I felt him slide his cock into my soaking cunt. It was a snug fit, and I moaned around Jack as I started to ride Mark aggressively. Our bodies were slick with sweat and our breaths labored. Mark reached around me, tweaking my tits and pinching my nipples roughly.
The sharp pain sent ripples of pleasure straight to my already aching core. I couldn't help but buck wildly against him, slamming down his shaft, taking every last inch with a mind-blowing urgency.
"Jesus fucking Christ, you're so fucking sexy," Mark hissed from behind, his voice grating and raw with building pleasure. I knew he was close. As if sensing this, Jack tugged on my hair lightly, pulling my head back just enough so that our eyes met.
The sensations were too intense, my mind swirling with colors and pleasure.