Preparations

Laura stood in front of the mirror, smoothing lotion across her skin. Her brown hair fell straight down her back. She slid on black lace panties and a short dress that barely covered her ass. The plan was simple. Dinner, wine, then back here for the fuck she’d been thinking about all week. A knock came. Two men stood in the doorway instead of one. She glanced between them, then smiled and stepped aside. No need to change course. Two cocks worked just as well as one. They moved to the bedroom without words. Laura dropped to her knees on the rug. One man pushed his cock between her lips while the other watched, already hard. She sucked slowly at first, taking him deep, then faster when his hand tightened in her hair. Saliva ran down her chin. She switched without being asked, mouth open for the second man, tongue flat against the head of his dick. Hands pulled her dress up. Fingers traced the curve of her ass, then tugged the lace aside. She stayed on all fours while they stripped her. One man lay back on the bed. Laura climbed over him, took his cock inside her pussy, and rode him slow. The second man knelt behind her. His fingers worked lube into her ass, opening her carefully. When he pushed inside, she gasped and pushed back to meet him. Two cocks filled her at once, thick and steady. They found a rhythm. She rocked between them, mouth open, breath short. The man beneath her gripped her hips. The one behind her drove deeper with every thrust until her whole body shook. When he pulled out, he stroked himself over her face. Thick ropes landed across her lips and cheek. She licked what she could reach, eyes half-closed, chest still heaving.