Chapter 107 BOTH SIDES OF TEMPTATION PART 12

Chapter 107 BOTH SIDES OF TEMPTATION PART 12
I heard the order again, soft but sharp inside my head. “Lay down.”
It wasn’t just a voice—it was like a pull inside me, like my whole body was being guided by their command. My legs felt weak as I lowered myself onto the grass, the blades cool and damp against my bare skin. My chest rose and fell quickly, my breasts trembling with every breath as I spread my legs wide open for them, heat pulsing between my thighs.
They both stared down at me, and the hunger in their golden eyes made my stomach twist with nerves and want. One of them finally moved, lowering himself between my legs. His big hands slid along my thighs, his touch hot and steady, making my skin prickle. I shivered as his fingers trailed closer, brushing against the slick heat of me. He rubbed the thick head of his cock against my clit and my hips jerked up on their own. A shocked gasp left my lips, sharp and needy. My clit throbbed from the pressure, and I felt my wetness gush even more, coating him.
Then he pushed at my entrance. My breath caught. My stomach clenched tight with fear. This was it—my first time. I had dreamed about it, wondered about it, but now it was real. My body tensed, my nails digging into the grass beneath me.
He must have felt it because his voice filled my head again, warm and deep. “Don’t be afraid. I’ll be gentle.”
Slowly, carefully, he pressed into me. Pain lanced through me, sharp enough to make me whimper. My thighs shook, my back arched. He stopped, holding still inside me, his hand caressing my thigh like he was soothing me.
“Are you okay?” he whispered, his lips brushing my ear this time.
“I… I think so,” I whispered back, though my voice was shaky and unsure.
When I nodded, he pushed deeper. My breath broke into ragged gasps as he filled me, stretching me more and more until he was all the way inside. My walls clenched around him, my body trembling at the strange fullness. The pain dulled into an ache, and then slowly into a hot pressure that made my toes curl.
“You’re so tight,” he groaned, his voice thick and low inside my head. The sound made my insides clench tighter.
Before I could respond, the second one moved. He knelt beside my head, his hard length brushing against my lips. My eyes widened, but my body moved on instinct. My lips parted, and he pushed in, slow and careful at first. His warmth filled my mouth, heavy and hot on my tongue. I moaned around him, my sounds muffled but still echoing in the quiet woods.
The one inside me began to move, pulling back slightly before pushing in again. The motion made my whole body jolt, a moan vibrating in my throat. Each thrust was slow at first, testing, giving me time to adjust. My walls stretched and squeezed around him, the ache fading into a sweet, sharp pleasure that made me claw at the grass.
I opened my mouth wider, letting the other slide deeper. He cupped the back of my head, guiding me, and I wrapped my lips tighter around him, sucking clumsily but with all the eagerness I felt. His groans above me, rough and low, only made my body gush harder.
The pace built slowly—thrusts into my mouth, thrusts into my core. My body was trapped between them, used from both ends, and yet all I felt was pleasure burning hotter and hotter. Wetness dripped freely from me, down my thighs, soaking his cock still moving deep inside me. His hips slammed harder now, faster, and each time he hit that spot deep inside me I cried out around the cock filling my mouth.
My body shook violently. My breasts bounced with every thrust, my nipples hard and aching in the night air. My throat burned from trying to take him deeper, but the taste of him, the weight of him, made me only want more.
Pleasure clawed at me, hot and wild. I moaned louder, gagged slightly around him, my nails scraping against the grass as my body tightened all around them. I was lost between the two of them—stretched, filled, overwhelmed—and I never wanted it to end.
Soon, my orgasm slammed into me so hard that I couldn’t hold back the cry that ripped from my throat. My whole body tightened, my legs shook violently, and my head fell back as the waves of pleasure rolled through me again and again. My chest pressed against his as I clung to him like he was the only thing holding me together. My walls clenched tightly around him, milking him, but instead of finishing with me, he groaned deep in his chest and pulled out suddenly, leaving me empty.
I moaned in protest, my body desperate to keep him inside, but before I could say anything, his strong arms flipped us. My back hit the sheets, and then he pulled me over him, guiding me to straddle his lap. My thighs trembled, and I felt so exposed being on top, but his hands steadied me, holding my waist firmly as he lifted me and sank me down on his length again.