Tyler gently rubbed the lube into her virgin rosette, not entering, wanting her to relax. After several long minutes he applied more pressure with his thumb and she moaned a little at how good it felt.
What Tyler did made her nervous at first, but with Thomas’ cock deep inside her and harder by the second, she tried to focus on him. It was a different feeling, not painful but not mind-blowing sexy like having them in her pussy. She focused on her breathing and tried to relax, knowing Tyler would take his time.
He poured more lube on her and the cool contrast to the hot heat inside her pussy made her moan again. Her heart skipped as Thomas put his hands on her hips and seated himself even deeper inside her. Then he gently spread her cheeks for Tyler, giving him better access.
Tyler’s firm thighs pressed against hers as his thumb applied more insistent pressure. These were her masters and they would take what was rightfully theirs. That thought made her shiver with pleasure, and as Tyler’s thumb entered her she moaned, gasping.
“That’s it, baby,” Thomas whispered, “you’re feeling him there, aren’t you?”
His words drove her back to the edge of passion. “Yes!”
Tyler gently massaged her virgin entrance. When he withdrew she felt more lube and then two fingers press for access.
Thomas held her tighter. “Relax,” he whispered, breaking their kiss for just a moment. “Relax and let him fuck you, my sweet little slave.”
She moaned, shivering. It felt like hours they kept her body hovering in an erotic limbo, impaled on Thomas while Tyler made slow, steamy progress.
“Oh, Tom, she’s so tight.” He applied more lube and then three fingers made their way in, carefully preparing her. “Jesus, she’s going to feel so good!”
Nevvie was beyond reason, letting go and giving herself totally to her men. They owned her body, and as long as they didn’t hurt her, she didn’t care what they did.
Tyler snaked his other hand between Nevvie and Thomas and found her clit, started rubbing it.
“You should feel how she’s squeezing my cock, Ty.”
“Just wait until we’ve got her properly between us, where she belongs.”
His words electrified her, and she felt her climb toward orgasm.
“Ah, not too much, we’ll lose her,” Tom warned. Tyler stilled his hand. Nevvie moaned, trying to rub against Ty’s hand and Tom’s cock.
Tyler laughed and leaned forward, his breath hot on her back. “Do you want your masters to fuck you, my sweet slave?”
She nodded, her fingers gripping Thomas’ shoulders.
“Ask for it, Nevvie,” Thomas said. “Tell us what you want.”
Ty’s fingers withdrew from her clit and rosette, and she shuddered at the empty feeling.
“I want my masters to take my cherry.”
Tyler smiled and applied more lube to her and him. “Excellent, little slave. You shall be rewarded.” He pressed his now-throbbing cockhead against her rim and felt her tense again. “Relax and breathe, sweetheart. We’ll be here a while.” He waited for her to relax, Thomas’ hands gently spreading her cheeks. When Tyler felt she was ready he carefully pressed forward, slowly, deliberately.
The feeling was amazing, but he was so big she didn’t know if she could take him, afraid it would hurt. She tensed again, moaning. Tyler stopped and looked at Thomas.
Thomas whispered in her ear. “You can do this, trust us. This first time will take the longest because he’ll go slow. Breathe deep.” She relaxed, took a deep breath. Tyler maintained his relentless pressure and finally made it past the first resistance, stopping, allowing her time to get used to it.
She flexed her muscles around Thomas, enjoying the feel of his hands massaging her ass. After a few minutes it started feeling good and she wiggled her hips, trying to take Tyler deeper.
Tyler took that as his cue and gently continued his quest. After ten minutes he was finally balls deep inside her and she sighed, full, settling into the new erotic feelings flooding her. He leaned forward and kissed her shoulder. “How does that feel?”
She was beyond speech and nodded, trying to shift her hips against both men, trying to rub her clit on Thomas.
“How does it feel, my sweet little slave?” Tyler asked.
She gasped. “Good!”
Thomas kissed her. “So how do you like having both your masters inside you?”
“Yes!”
Tyler slowly pulled halfway out, not wanting to lose the progress he’d made. He drizzled more lube on his shaft and gently thrust into her again. Both she and Thomas moaned.
“Damn, Ty, that’s amazing! I can feel you inside her. I’ve never felt anything like that.”
Tyler nodded, trying to focus, trying not to come. “You’re so tight, Nevvie,” he gasped. “Jesus you feel fantastic!” He waited a moment to calm himself before another long, slow stroke, drawing more moans from the other two.
Nevvie didn’t think she’d come like this but she was damn close. She just couldn’t get quite the steady touch she needed on her clit to make it. She felt stretched, full, connected to her men in a way she’d never felt before. They fucked as one and she wanted to come with them both inside her.
When Ty was fully buried again he reached around and found her clit. “How close are you, Tom?”
“It won’t take much.”
Tyler knew one or two fairly fast strokes would send him over so he focused on Nevvie, trying to time it just right, wanting her to come with them and have her first time feel great. “Will you come for us, little slave?” he murmured.
“I want to!”
“Then do it,” Tyler growled.
She shuddered, gasping, contracting around both men. Ty waited another few seconds, then grabbed her hips and took three long, firm strokes. As she moaned, Thomas took several thrusts and it pushed both men over the top. All three cried out, Tyler sinking into her one last time as he came.
They laid there gasping, trying to recover their breath. “Are you all right, sweetheart?” Tyler asked.
She nodded, sweaty and trembling on Thomas’ chest. Tyler shifted his weight to his arms but didn’t pull out, running his lips down her spine. “You are amazing,” he whispered against her skin. “Beautiful and amazing.”
Thomas kissed her damp forehead. “I hope you sound that great for me.”
Tyler finally withdrew and went to clean up. Nevvie didn’t move, feeling Thomas still inside her.
She shivered as his fingers lightly brushed up and down her spine. “I love you, darlin’,” he whispered.
“I love you too.” She snuggled closer, trying to absorb the feelings and sounds and scents of her lovers.
Her husbands.
Tyler returned with a warm, damp wash cloth and cleaned her up.
“Did I do good?” she asked.
“You were breathtaking,” Tyler assured her. “Absolutely better than we ever could have prayed. How did it feel?”
“Fantastic.”
Both men laughed, and Thomas hugged her. “Oh, sugar, you are a true champ, you know that?”
Tyler crawled into bed with them, and Thomas rolled to his side, still inside Nevvie, while Tyler cuddled against her back and kissed her shoulder. “We’re not done yet, you know.”
She nodded, pressing closer. “I know, Master. I still need to be fucked in the ass again.”
That was enough to stiffen Thomas. “Jesus, Nevvie, you know just what to say, girl.” He withdrew and nudged her into position over Tyler.
Tyler, however, wasn’t quite ready.
“Tom, love, I need a few moments. That took a lot out of me.” Nevvie smiled and took him into her mouth, making him groan. “That’s a good girl.” He’d washed and smelled like soap, and wet heat shot through her belly at her memory of how he tasted after he’d fucked her the first time. These men wanted her. Loved her, desired her. Her!