Mia walked into the bar already wet. She’d spent the afternoon touching herself thinking about exactly this—two men using her at the same time. Jake and Ryan were waiting at the back table, both big, both grinning like they knew what she wanted. No small talk. She sat between them, spread her legs under the table, and let Jake’s hand slide straight up her skirt.
“Fuck, no panties,” Jake muttered, fingers dragging through her slick folds. “You came ready to get fucked.”
Ryan leaned in, voice low and rough. “We’re taking turns stretching that pussy tonight. You good with that?”
Mia nodded, already breathing hard. “Both of you. At the same time if you can.”
They didn’t waste time. Ten minutes later they were in Ryan’s apartment, door barely shut before Mia was on her knees. She pulled Jake’s cock out first, thick and heavy, and sucked him deep while Ryan stripped behind her. Ryan grabbed her hair and fed her his dick next, making her gag and drool down her chin.
“Open wider,” Ryan ordered. “Take it like the slut you are.”
She did. They took turns fucking her mouth, holding her head, thrusting until spit ran down her tits. When Jake pulled her up and bent her over the couch, she was dripping down her thighs.
He slammed into her from behind in one hard thrust. “Goddamn, this cunt’s tight. Ryan, get in her mouth again.”
Ryan stepped in front of her and shoved his cock past her lips while Jake pounded her.
The rhythm was brutal—every time Jake drove forward, Ryan pushed deeper down her throat. Mia moaned around the dick in her mouth, fingers digging into the cushions.
They switched. Ryan took her pussy next, rougher, slapping her ass with every stroke. Jake stood on the couch so she could suck him while getting railed. She came hard the first time with Ryan’s fingers on her clit and Jake’s cock down her throat, legs shaking.
“Fuck, she’s squeezing me,” Ryan growled. “She wants more.”
They moved to the bedroom. Mia on her back, legs spread wide. Jake slid into her again while Ryan straddled her chest and fucked her tits, spitting on his cock for lube. Every thrust from Jake made her moan louder.
“Want both holes,” she gasped. “Please.”
They flipped her onto all fours. Ryan lay back and pulled her onto his cock, sinking her down until she was full. Jake got behind her, spat on her asshole, and worked two fingers in first, then pressed the head of his cock against her tight ring.
“Relax and take it,” he said, pushing in slow but steady. Mia cried out as her ass stretched around him, the burn mixing with the thick pressure in her pussy. Once he was buried, they started moving together—deep, hard, no mercy.
The room filled with the wet sounds of fucking and Mia’s broken moans. “Harder—fuck me harder—use me.”
They did. Jake gripped her hips and pounded her ass while Ryan thrust up into her cunt, their cocks rubbing together inside her with only a thin wall between them. Mia came again, shaking, squirting around Ryan’s shaft. They didn’t stop. They flipped her onto her back, Jake still in her ass, Ryan back in her mouth, then switched again so Ryan could fuck her ass while Jake took her pussy.
By the time they both pulled out and stroked their cocks over her face and tits, Mia was wrecked—sweaty, marked, cum already leaking from both holes. They painted her with thick ropes, Jake grunting “take it all,” Ryan groaning “good fucking girl.”
She licked what she could reach, fingers scooping the rest into her mouth. They collapsed together, breathing hard, hands still roaming her body.
“Round two in twenty,” Jake said, already half-hard again against her thigh.
Mia smiled, sore and satisfied. “Make it ten.”
