Double Pleasure

Jackson’s hands slide my underwear down as his mouth dives in. I moan, pulling at his hair, begging for more. “I want you to trust me, trust me completely and try something.”

I moan as his tongue begins working again, and faster. I will honestly agree to almost anything right now.

“Your fantasy? You can’t just go straight to that, so why not try with another man first, and me?” His words keep stopping, so he can tease my sex more. I am wet, so fucking wet. I need a resolution to my feelings, to the orgasm waiting to explode.

“If you agree, I will get the guy here now, and then you can be fucked by us both.” I moan, pushing my hips up. My hands pull his head further into my pussy. Fuck, he is driving me wild.

“Okay.” I can’t say anything else. He is driving me wild. I get what he is saying. If I freak out having just one guy with Jackson and me, how would my fantasy go with more than one guy?

I watch as Jackson grabs his phone, his fingers hitting the letters before he sends the