Cheering For Both Holes

Leya’s ponytail still bounces from practice when Sabby and Matthew crowd her living-room doorway. They expect a crowd, not two pairs of hungry eyes. Her tiny skirt is already hiked; beneath it she wears nothing at all. She bends forward, weight on straight arms, ass high and offered. Matthew sinks to his knees first, tongue pushing past the tight ring of her asshole, while Sabby cups her heavy, natural breasts and rolls her nipples between his fingers. The cheerleader moans low, the sound half-muffled by the cushion she bites. When Matthew stands, he doesn’t ask. He lines up and drives his cock straight into her open ass; a wet, filthy sound fills the air. Leya gasps, then laughs, a sharp, delighted noise. Sabby follows, sliding into the empty cunt below, and the two men find their rhythm, filling both holes at once. Her skirt ruffles with every thrust. Fingers reach around, find her swollen clit, rub fast and slick. She comes hard, legs shaking, but the men don’t stop. Matthew pulls out just long enough to admire the gape before pushing back inside, deeper. Cum and spit run down her thighs in thin lines. The room smells like sweat, lube, and sex. Leya keeps cheering them on in breathless little cries until both men flood her—Matthew deep in her ass, Sabby inside her cunt—leaving her dripping, spent, and still smiling around the cock still twitching in her mouth.