I gasped and moaned and groaned. I have enjoyed double penetration many times during our exploits but not with two cocks as thick as Mr. C’s. Miles pressed at my asshole and nothing was happening. Sensing the issue and Mile’s smaller frame, he leaned against the edge of the desk which gave Miles better leverage. My mouth gaped open without a sound escaping as my asshole began yielding to his incessant pressure and effort. When the head popped in, I cried out. I put my hand back to stop Miles but he had already paused to allow my asshole to adjust. Mr. C fucking my asshole was a common option for us and I had encouraged Mrs. C to take him anally, too, but it never felt like this before. Two thick cocks in adjoining holes and I felt like I was going to be split in two.
My eyes were fuzzy when I opened them, the tears so thick, but the searing pain eased as my well-trained holes adjusted. Within only moments I pulled my hand away from Miles. I mashed my mouth onto Mr. C’s with a powerful kiss, then craned my head around to kiss Miles as best we could in the position.
“What … gave you … two … the idea … any woman … could take … both of … you?” I sputtered out as my heart raced and the two cocks began slow movent. Miles was still inching up my ass with movements that became increasingly long as he penetrated my ass deeper.
“It wasn’t … planned, dear. Do you … want … us to stop?” Mr. C softly asked.
My laugh sounded choked by the moans also coming out. “If you do … I might … not … forgive you …”
Miles pulled nearly out and thrust fully into my ass. Two thick cocks sliding along each other in separate holes. Either one alone stuffed me but together were so tightly packed I could feel every vein, every bit of movement, every twitch, and pulse of the cocks. My holes seemed to be constantly clenching as if they couldn’t believe their grip around each cock wasn’t loosening.
My body sagged in their grasp. Trapped between the two, my arms hung and the heels of my feet rested on the desktop behind Mr. C. He raised me on his cock with his hands as Miles provided the major effort of fucking. The nerve endings of each chamber sent impulses back and forth with each movement. My clit was pressed tightly against Mr. C’s pelvis sending additional jolts.
When I orgasmed, my entire body spasmed. My eyes rolled back, my body shook, and my mouth hung open as if a scream was coming out but nothing but ragged, panting breaths managed to escape my throat.
I must have passed out. I thought I could do anything sexual and maybe now I really can. When my eyes opened, I found myself on the couch in Mr. C’s office and Patti and Ms. Benson sucking the cocks of Mr. C and Miles, respectively.
“There she is,” Mr. C said at seeing my eyes open. Patti moved her head without taking her mouth from his cock. Her eyes were smiling, not that her stuffed mouth could show it. “After watching you, they wanted another go,” he continued. “Ready to join us?”
I weakly waved the idea off. Me? Not ready for another fuck? I was covered by Mr. C’s suit jacket and I pulled it tightly around me. “Enjoy.” I’ll watch, I thought but didn’t say. God, I thought further, I’ll remember that fuck for a while.