by Freya Kane
Brooks kissed me again, teasing my lips open and tracing my tongue with his own. When he pulled back I added, “If I have to choose, I’ll always pick you, Brooks. But if I can have you both, I’m definitely not going to say no to that!”
***
Kellen showed up at the house the next day. Even though he had a key, he knocked, a sheepish look on his face when Brooks answered the door.
“I really didn’t know if I should come back so soon,” he said, looking nervously around the room. “I honestly figured yesterday was a bit of a fluke, you know. Everything got a little bit out of hand.”
"Do you want it to be a one-time thing?"
Both men turned to look at me from where I was perched on the couch. I couldn’t help remember everything that had happened on that couch less than a day ago. My body flushed with heat at the memory.
“Well, no,” Kellen began.
“-Then that’s all you need to say,” I finished, cutting him off. “It was fun. We all had a lot of orgasms. And I’d like to keep having lots of orgasms with both of you. If either one of you gets me pregnant, I’m not asking for anything.” I stood up and slowly started unbuttoning my shirt. When the last button was open, I pushed it off my shoulders, leaving myself naked from the waist up.
“But neither of you can deny that you’d love to see me with a round belly and huge breasts.”
“Fuck, I know I’m on board with that,” Kellen stammered, taking a step closer to me and palming one of my breasts, the nipple hardening under his touch.
“So am I,” Brooks said, running his hand across my other breast.
Heat flooded me at the touch of Brooks and his best friend. This was really going to happen again. And if I had my way, it would keep happening. Maybe forever.
Hopefully forever.
“I think there was some discussion yesterday about my ass,” I said, unable to resist turning around and giving it a little wiggle. “Both of you inside me at once. That was the plan, wasn’t it?” I asked, coyly.
“I have a lot of plans for that ass,” Brooks teased, grabbing a handful of my ass and giving it a squeeze. “Let’s take this up to the bed. I don’t think anyone wants to start the day with rug burn.”
***
A full bottle of lube was resting on the bedside table, ready for when we needed it, but right now lube was the last thing on my mind.
I had planned to hop onto the bed on all fours, but my knees had barely touched the bed when Brooks was yanking my leggings down my thighs and burying his face between my legs.
My arms gave out in my surprise at the delicious feeling of his tongue tracing my slit and I landed face first on the mattress, my moans muffled by the blankets. I was already wet, and Brooks eagerly lapped up my juices, his tongue dipping inside my pussy.
Abruptly, Brooks rolled me over, and I was sprawled on my back, my leggings still at my knees. Brooks went right back to eating my pussy with enthusiasm. He spread apart my lower lips with his fingers, baring my core to his hungry tongue.
He licked my delicate inner lips while slipping two fingers into my channel, stroking my quivering walls while his tongue made the slow trek up to my clit.
I was so intent on the glorious things Brooks’ tongue was doing between my legs I forgot all about Kellen until his mouth closed around my nipple. He lightly raked his teeth across the tender flesh of my breast, just a faint shadow of pain. “More!” I cried. “Harder!”
I felt Kellen’s lips smile against me while his teeth nipped a bit harder against the curve of my breast. Brooks pressed his lips against my clit and sucked gently, the odd sensation of the suction was enough to have me pulsing around his fingers and screeching my pleasure.
Brooks sat up, a satisfied smirk on his face as he licked his lips. “Delicious. I just wanted to make sure we got you nice and relaxed for the main event.”
The last few articles of clothing we were wearing ended up in a heap on the floor. Brooks was sitting back against the headboard, lazily stroking his cock while he watched me. “Are you ready?” he asked.
I nodded. The orgasm had left me feeling loose and relaxed, and I couldn’t wait to feel both of them inside me at once.
Kellen had grabbed the bottle of lube and had poured a generous amount in his hand. “Climb on his cock,” Kellen said. “Once he’s inside you, then it’s my turn.”
I straddled Brooks’ hips, biting my lip in pleasure as I sank down on his cock, his thick erection filling me. When I was fully seating on his lap with Brooks’ cock buried in me, I felt Kellen’s slippery hands push apart the globes of my ass to reveal my puckered opening.
One lube-coated finger pressed against me, sliding inside after just a bit of resistance. I moaned as he rubbed against nerve endings that hadn’t had any fun in quite awhile. After a few slow pumps, Kellen added another finger and began spreading them apart, stretching me to ready me for his cock.
Tentatively, I started rocking on Brooks’ cock pushing back against Kellen’s fingers. When I felt Kellen add a third finger I gasped at the feeling of fullness and wondered to myself how I’d actually manage to fit his cock in there.
Only one way to find out.
“Kellen, get your cock in me!” I demanded.
Below me, Brooks chuckled. “Don’t you love it when she gets bossy?”
“Absolutely,” Kellen replied, lining his cock up against my ass. “Almost as much as I’m going to love this.” And with that, Kellen pushed his cock inside me.
For that first thrust, all I could do was try to hang onto my sanity. I’d never felt so full in my life. Separated only by the thinnest of membranes, both cocks stretched me, filling me the way nothing else could. I felt Kellen’s balls brush my ass as he finally bottomed out, and for a moment we were all still.
“Are you okay?” Brooks asked, concern in his voice at my silence.
It took me a moment to find my voice. “I’m so far past okay,” I croaked, my voice blown out as I tried to put what I was feeling into words. “I feel like I might explode, this feels so good. I’m so full.” Gulping down a deep breath of air, I rocked my hips experimentally, barely biting back a sob at the bliss that exploded from my body from that one small movement.
“I won’t break,” I uttered. “You’re both inside me. I promise I won’t break. Just fuck me!”
The time for words was gone after that.
Kellen’s pulled back until he had almost withdrawn from me totally. Then he snapped his hips forward, angling them down just a bit to push me down onto Brooks’ cock. A moment later, Brooks thrust upward, lifting me up and pushing me back onto Kellen.
Me? All I could do was hold on and let the two of them pound me, something I was absolutely perfectly happy to do. Every nerve was getting stimulated, every sensitive spot that I had ever stroked or been stroked by another was getting touched. My mind had short-circuited, and the only thoughts in my head were yes more harder.
My first orgasm took me by surprise. My body was so overwhelmed that the waves crashing over me left me gasping for breath while my pussy and ass tightened around them.
“It’s almost too fucking good,” Brooks growled, fighting to keep from exploding in me.
“Fuck, she’s squeezing me so much,” Kellen cried, freezing for a moment as he fought for control.
Luckily, neither of the men were teenagers in their first threeway, so they were able to keep from blowing their loads in the first five minutes. Brooks wrapped his hands around my hips and pushed me upward, rising onto his knees while still staying buried in me.
With all three of us on our knees in a line, both of the men, but especially Brooks, had much more leverage. Keeping a firm grip on my hips, Brooks slammed into my pussy the same time Kellen thrust deep into my ass. Feeling both thrusts driving into me at the same time was dizzying, and I was moaning a constant litany of filth at both of them. "Give it to me, both of you, Brooks fuck me, fuck me so hard! Kellen take my ass! Fuck, I'm gonna- Ahhhh!"
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nbsp; Another orgasm hit me and I was gone. My vision whited out, and I heard Kellen yell my name, and an instant later I felt the warm rush of his come inside my ass.
Brooks held out for another thrust or two, fucking me through the aftershocks before he gave in as well, flooding my unprotected pussy with his own come.
Gingerly, Kellen pulled out of me and flopped back on the bed beside me. Brooks laid my limp body between us, his cock slipping out of me as we settled down.
For several minutes the room was silent except for the gasps as we tried to catch our breaths.
I was the first one to speak up.
“Wow.”
Kellen laughed. “I want to make a joke about the English majors being eloquent, but I think my brain leaked out of my cock. That was-”
“Indescribable,” Brooks finished. "I don't know about you two, but I definitely don't want this to be a one-time thing."
“Ditto,” Kellen echoed.
Curled up in between the two sexiest men I had ever met, blissfully sore and well-fucked, I couldn’t believe that I had been lucky enough to get exactly what I wanted.
Not only did I get the chance to fuck my professor, but I got Kellen too. And not just one time.
I ran my hand over my belly, wondering idly just how long it would stay flat and if it would change things. Somehow I knew that it would just make things even better.
***
A week later Kellen had moved in. There was plenty of room for another person in the mansion without anyone feeling crowded, and it made things so much easier for the fun activities when Kellen wasn’t across town.
Each of us kept our own bedrooms, but no matter where we started the night, we always seemed to end up in Brooks’ huge bed with me sandwiched in between the two of them.
Of course, there were times when I just wanted to fuck one of them alone as well. Luckily no one ever seemed to get jealous.
And I had promised Brooks a show.
My vibrator was smooth purple silicone, smaller than Brooks’ cock by a few inches, but it had served me well. I was reclined comfortably in my bed, naked except for a smile while Brooks watched from the chair in the corner.
"Since I moved in, I'd always leave my door unlocked when I did this," I said, my voice squeaking a bit as the buzzing vibrator hit a particularly good spot inside me. “I always hoped that you’d hear the buzzing and come inside.”
Brooks had unzipped his pants and taken his cock in my hand, jacking it in time with my own strokes as I fucked myself on the vibrator. “I’d always imagine you coming in and taking me bare, filling me up with your come.”
“I thought about that too,” Brooks admitted, his voice strained over the sound of his hand slapping on his cock. “I always wanted to fuck you someplace public in the house. My favorite was just bending you over the kitchen sink right in front of that big window that faces the street. I wanted to just yank your pants down and fuck you where anyone could see.” He paused for a moment before adding, “And I’ve always wanted to take you bare. I’ve always wanted to give you a big pregnant belly.”
“Brooks,” I moaned. “Professor, I want you to do that. I want you to do everything to me.” My finger brushed the button on my vibrator and the buzzing grew louder as the speed increased.
“Are you going to come for me?”
“Yes!” My voice cut off in a cry as my purple rubber friend brought me to my peak. I was still shaking when Brooks crawled in bed beside me, still rubbing his cock.
“Do you want me to-”
“No,” Brooks cut me off with a loud groan as he spilled his come across my stomach, covering me with pearly white streaks. When he caught his breath, he finished. “I thought about watching you touch yourself for way too long, and I felt horribly guilty about it for way too long. I just wanted to watch you do this and have it not be just a fantasy.”
“Of course, Brooks,” I said. “I understand.”
Brooks kissed me, pulling me close without caring about the sticky mess drying on my stomach. “Just promise me one thing, Paige.”
“Anything.”
“Never stop calling me professor.”
***
Brooks definitely got his not so secret desire soon enough. Soon enough I was pregnant.
The months flew by, and with every new curve, the boys grew even more insatiable. By the time I had reached eight months, I was as big as a house. I’d been so small before I’d gotten pregnant that I just looked like I had strapped a beach ball to my stomach and two basketballs for my breasts.
Brooks and Kellen couldn’t get enough.
But the best surprise came when my milk arrived early.
The pressure had been building to an uncomfortable level in my breasts. It almost felt like those last few seconds before an orgasm, when you’re just aching for a release but you can’t quite get there. I knew I could relieve some of it myself just by squeezing my own nipples, but I had my suspicions that both of the men would enjoy this a LOT.
When they came back from their afternoon run, sweaty and sexy as usual, they found me reclined on the couch totally naked. On the floor, one in front of each of my legs, were cushions.
Brooks was the first to step forward, his hand already reaching for his crotch and massaging his cock. “I’m guessing you want us on our knees?”
I smiled, parting my legs a bit wider so they could see the wetness between them. “I do. I want you to suck on my nipples.” Brooks dropped to his knees, massaging one of my breasts as he lowered his head to my hard nipple. Kellen quickly followed his example with my other breast.
“They’re filled with milk,” I purred. “I want you both to nurse from me.”
“Fuck,” Kellen groaned, “Every time I think you can’t turn me on more than you already do.” His words cut off abruptly as he latched onto my nipple and started sucking.
I gasped out loud, the strange new feeling of both of my breasts being drained at once going straight to my core. Neither of them were just sucking on my nipples though. Brooks was using just a tiny bit of teeth, nibbling on my hard nipple while squeezing my breast with his free hand. I couldn't see where his other hand was, but wrapped around his cock seemed like a good bet.
In contract, Kellen was sucking hard, swallowing drop after drop of my sweet milk while kneading the round globe of my breast. His hand was working me harder than the light squeeze Brooks was giving me, and his free hand was rubbing my inner thigh. Kellen’s hand was close enough to my pussy that my juices had gotten his fingers wet, but he still didn’t touch me.
I bit back a shriek as I came, my pussy tightening and fluttering around nothing. The orgasm seemed to flow through my whole body, flooding my nerves with pleasure just as I was flooding Brooks and Kellen’s mouths with my milk.
I felt primal and endlessly, desperately horny. “I need one of you to get your cock in me right now!” I growled.
“So bossy,” Kellen said with a laugh as he stood up and shoved his running shorts down. His cock was rock hard and ready and he wasted no time in spearing me on it.
“Yes!” I sobbed, hooking my fingers on Brooks’ shirt to tug him closer. I pushed aside his hand where it had been stroking his erection and started pumping it myself.
Kellen’s thrusts were deep but fast. Every thrust had him driving me against the back of the couch with the force, the sound of our gasps and the slap of skin against skin loud in the living room.
“I want to come on your belly,” Kellen grunted. “I want to mark your skin with my come.”
“Yes, yes please!” I begged. Kellen pulled out, and Brooks took his place between my legs, plunging his own erection into me while I jerked his cock.
“Are you close?” I murmured, feeling myself teetering on the edge of another climax as Brooks drilled into me.
“Fuck yes.”
“So close.”
“Paint me! Both of you!” My voice broke off in a cry as I came again, my pussy squeezing Brooks’ cock like a sli
ppery vise.
Brooks pulled out, stroking his cock over my belly. Kellen’s erection had slipped from my hand as I writhed on the couch, but he had taken over, jerking himself off over my huge pregnant belly.
The first streak of come landed right on the swell of my belly, and I don't know which of them it came from. Not that it mattered. They were both standing over me, painting my body with the thick white come that had gotten me pregnant, after tasting my milk and fucking me. I felt like some primal sex goddess, and I wanted to stay that way forever, well-fucked and sticky with the come of my two lovers.
