I’m wearing a blue lace body stocking—crotchless, with small, deliberate slits cut open at each breast for easy access. The sheer fabric clings to my skin, framing every curve and leaving just enough to the imagination. But not for long. I wanted them to see all of me. I wanted to feel their hands, their mouths, without a single barrier.
My heart is pounding. Looking at the two of them—Al, cool and calm with that smirk he wears like a weapon, and Jody, intense, eyes already devouring me—I can feel the heat between us building like a storm.
I don’t know who’s going to make the first move. But fuck that. I will.
“I want both of you,” I say, voice low but steady. “Right now.”
I walk up to Al, catching his eyes with mine, and kiss him—slow and teasing at first, just enough to taste him. His lips are soft, but his hands are already firm on my waist. Then I turn to Jody and crash into him with a deeper kiss. His mouth opens for me, and our tongues meet in a familiar, hungry rhythm. He grabs a fistful of my ass, grinding into me like he’s been starving.
Al steps in behind me, pressing his body against my back. I’m trapped between them—and I love it. I can feel both of their dicks hard and ready, pressing into me from both sides.
“Goddamn, this body stocking,” Jody growls, pulling down the cups to expose my breasts fully. “You wore this for us?”
“I cut the slits myself,” I breathe, reaching back to pull Al closer. “You like it?”
Al leans in to my neck and whispers, “You knew exactly what you were doing.” He kisses my skin, lips grazing my pulse, then nips it lightly. I shudder.
Without a word, I take Al’s hand and place it on my breast. He squeezes, rolling my nipple between his fingers. Jody watches, then mirrors the motion on the other side.
“You feel how hard they are?” I ask, eyes locking with Jody’s.
“Yeah,” he murmurs. “You’re fuckin’ perfect.”
Jody leans down, his mouth closing around my nipple. He sucks deeply, groaning against me. Al’s tongue licks a slow circle around the other before sucking it into his mouth. I arch into them, one hand on each of their heads, panting.
“Keep going,” I moan. “Don’t stop.”
Their mouths are fire. Their hands roam over my body like they already own it—but I know they understand I’m the one in control. For now.
Al kisses his way down my belly. He sinks to his knees, hands gripping my hips as he stares up at me. “You ready for me, baby?”
“See for yourself,” I smirk.
He parts my folds with two fingers, slowly running them through my slick heat. I gasp, my knees wobbling.
“She’s dripping,” Al says, voice thick with lust. “Can’t wait to taste this pussy.”
Jody grabs my face and kisses me, hot and deep, swallowing my moan. Al slides two fingers inside me, curling them just right, and I cry out into Jody’s mouth.
“I’ma let him taste you first, baby,” Jody growls against my lips. “But I’m gonna be next. Don’t forget who you belong to.”
That possessive edge in his voice sends a thrill down my spine. Al’s fingers fuck me slow but deep, his thumb massaging my clit.
“Oh fuck,” I gasp. “Right there—don’t stop—”
My legs shake, and suddenly, I squirt—gushing hard, soaking his hand and the carpet beneath us. The sound is unmistakable. Wet, raw, real.
Al chuckles low and dark. “She just exploded for me.”
“Good,” Jody mutters. “Now drown him.”
Al doesn’t miss a beat—he lowers his mouth to my clit and sucks. Hard. My hips buck, and Jody wraps an arm around my waist, holding me steady while Al devours me. His tongue is relentless. Fast. Deep. He eats me like I’m his favorite meal.
“Let it go,” Jody whispers in my ear. “Come on, baby. Let it all go
I do. I cry out, my orgasm hitting like a wave crashing through me. I squirt again, and Al groans against me, drinking every drop like he can’t get enough.
My legs give out, but I don’t fall. They each grab an arm, lifting me with ease. I feel weightless. Powerful. Desired.
They carry me to the bed, laying me down like something sacred. Al spreads my legs and goes right back in, mouth buried in my pussy like he’s on a mission. His tongue moves in slow, hungry circles, savoring every drop.
Jody climbs onto the bed, kneeling beside my head, stroking his thick, hard dick. His eyes burn into mine as he brings it to my lips.
“Open up for me, baby,” he says, voice low and rough.
I part my lips, take him in, slowly at first—feeling the weight of him on my tongue. He groans, threading his fingers through my hair as I suck him deep. I swirl my tongue around the head, teasing the tip before taking more of him in, hollowing my cheeks and letting my throat relax.
“Fuck… just like that,” Jody moans. “You love having my dick in your mouth, don’t you?”
I nod, unable to speak with him so deep, and he grins. I suck harder, matching Al’s rhythm as he works my pussy with his mouth below. The sensations are overwhelming—his tongue flicking over my clit, Jody’s dick filling my mouth, both of them using me in perfect, greedy harmony.
“You look so fuckin’ sexy like this,” Jody growls. “Laid out, moaning with your mouth full.”
My moans vibrate against him as I suck him harder, loving the taste, the control, the helplessness all at once. Al’s tongue doesn’t let up, and the pressure in my core starts building again—hot, intense, electric.
Jody tightens his grip on my hair, fucking into my mouth slow but deep. “You gonna cum again for him while you’re choking on my dick?”
That question unravels me all over again. My body shakes, overwhelmed by pleasure, and I feel another orgasm crash through me—louder, wetter, messier.
My moans are muffled, my mouth still full of Jody. And they’re loving every second of it.
My body is buzzing—raw, sensitive, but craving more. The orgasms, the weed, the tequila—it’s all mixing together in a dizzying, delicious haze. But it’s the way Jody is looking at me that has me completely undone. His eyes are warm, intense, like I’m the only thing that matters in this room.
I sit up on the bed, legs still trembling, thighs spread slightly, and glance between the two of them. Al is watching me with heat in his gaze, lips parted, respectful and ready. But still, he waits. He knows this isn’t just sex—this is ours.
I look up at Jody, my voice soft but sure. “Can I have both of you? I want you in my mouth.”
Jody steps closer, brushing my cheek with his knuckles. “Yeah, baby. You can have us. Just remember who you belong to.”
“I always remember,” I whisper. “I’m yours.”
He smiles, the edge of a smirk playing at his lips as he glances at Al. “You good with this?”
Al nods without hesitation. “Yeah. I know the deal. I’m just grateful you’re sharing her with me.”
“Only because I know she wants it,” Jody replies, looking back at me. “You trust me, right?”
“With everything.”
Jody cups the back of my neck and presses a slow, sweet kiss to my lips before stepping back and stroking his dick in front of me. Al moves in close on the other side. I reach for both of them, one in each hand, and stroke them slowly, building the tension.
“You look so good like this,” Al murmurs. “You’ve got both of us hard, baby.”
Jody chuckles low. “She always knows how to take control when she wants it.”
I lean toward Al first, taking him into my mouth, tongue swirling around the tip before I suck him deeper. He groans, his hand resting lightly on my shoulder.
“Fuck… you feel amazing,” Al breathes. “She’s unreal.”
I pull off him and turn to Jody, taking him into my mouth next. The way his eyes lock on mine makes my heart skip. His hand goes to my hair, fingers threading through gently.
“There you go,” Jody murmurs. “That’s it.”
I move between them, licking, sucking, moaning. They’re both hard and eager, and their quiet sounds—Al’s breath catching, Jody’s soft praise—keep my body on edge. Their hands roam over me—Al palming my breast through the lace, Jody sliding a hand between my legs, stroking my pussy with gentle, practiced fingers.
“She’s soaked,” Jody says, looking at Al. “She always gets like this when it’s real. When she’s open like this.”
Al just nods, his voice reverent. “I can see it. She’s incredible.”
“She is,” Jody agrees, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. “She’s everything.”
I moan around his dick, loving the way they talk about me—like I’m something cherished, thank you adored. Their hands, their mouths, their words—they’re all playing me like an instrument, bringing me right to the edge again.
“Can she come again?” Al asks, watching my body start to tremble.
“She can,” Jody says softly. “She will.”
Jody rubs slow circles over my clit while Al tweaks my nipple, and I keep sucking them both, switching back and forth. The pleasure builds again, hot and fast.
“Let go, baby,” Jody whispers. “You’re safe.”
That’s all I need.
I cry out, choking slightly as I squirt again—my whole body jerking, legs shaking. They ease off justenough to let me breathe but don’t pull away. They’re here with me, present, watching, feeling.
Al looks down at me, eyes wide with wonder. “You’re something else.”
Jody brushes my hair back from my face, his thumb soft against my cheek. “She’s mine. But I’m happy she let you see her like this.”
I collapse back on the bed, panting, legs still spread, body tingling everywhere.
“You okay?” Jody asks, leaning over me.
I nod, breathless. “I want more.”
Jody smiles and looks at Al. “Get her ready. I want to feel her again.”
Al moves between my legs without a word, already kissing my thighs. And I relax into the bed, knowing I’m exactly where I want to be—between two, with the one I love guiding every step.
My body’s still humming from the last orgasm, but the hunger hasn’t gone anywhere. I want more—need more.
Jody climbs onto the bed, lying back with that look he always gives me—like I’m his everything. He strokes his dick slowly, waiting, watching. “C’mere, baby. Come take what’s yours.”
I crawl over him, straddling his hips, already soaked and aching for him. I reach behind me, line him up, and sink down onto his dick in one slow, satisfying slide.
“Fuck,” we both breathe in unison.
He fills me perfectly—every inch hitting deep, like my body was made for him. I rest my hands on his chest and roll my hips, letting the pleasure build slow and thick.
Goddamn,” Jody groans, gripping my thighs. “You feel so good. So fuckin’ tight.”
Al kneels beside the bed, cock hard, watching me bounce on Jody like he’s hypnotized.
“You just gonna watch?” I tease, eyes locking with his. “Come feed me that dick.”
Al moves in immediately. I stroke him once, twice, before taking him into my mouth. My lips stretch around him, my tongue swirling as I ride Jody in deep, grinding circles.
“Holy shit…” Al mutters, voice strained. “Her mouth… and watching you inside her like that…”
Jody smirks up at me, one hand sliding to my waist, guiding my rhythm. “This is what you wanted, baby? My dick deep in your pussy while your mouth’s full of his?”
I moan around Al’s dick in response, thighs shaking as Jody thrusts up into me. He’s fucking me now, his hips driving up hard while I bounce on top of him, body stretched between two men. One filling me completely. One groaning at the way I suck him like I’m starved.
“You’re such a fuckin’ sight,” Al growls. “Taking him like that while your throat’s stuffed. You don’t quit, do you?”
I pull off him, spit dripping from my lips. “Not when I’m this full.”
Jody grips my hips tighter. “Turn around for me, baby. Let him see how this pussy looks when it’s being wrecked.”
I lift off Jody reluctantly, already missing the stretch, but flip over and get on all fours, ass up, legs spread wide. My body’s tingling, aching to be filled again. I glance over my shoulder at Al, giving him a slow, teasing sway of my hips.
“You want me?” I ask, breathless. “Come take me.”
Al’s already stroking himself, eyes dark with hunger. But before anything else, he reaches for a condom from the nightstand. Jody watches silently, his hand resting on my lower back as Al rips the wrapper open.
“You sure?” Al asks, voice low, looking at both me and Jody.
Jody gives him a subtle nod. “Yeah. Just remember—she’s mine.”
Al nods back, no challenge, just respect. “Always.”
He rolls the condom on, eyes never leaving my body as he moves behind me. His hand slides over my ass, then down between my thighs, feeling how soaked I still am.
“Still so fucking wet,” he groans. “You’re ready.”
I gasp when I feel the head of his condom-covered dick press against me. Then he pushes in—slow and steady, letting me feel every inch. His hands grip my hips once he’s buried to the hilt.
Jody moves in front of me again, kneeling up with his dick inches from my lips, I then take him into my mouth once more.
Al starts to move—deep, controlled thrusts, hips slapping against me as I moan around Jody’s dick. The rhythm between them is perfect. I’m suspended in pleasure, being fucked and filled, used and worshipped all at once.
Jody strokes my hair gently, voice thick with lust. “You’re taking us so well. Look at you, baby. This mouth, this body… all mine.”
Al groans behind me, thrusts picking up. “She’s squeezing me so tight. She’s close again, I can feel it.”
And he’s right.
The pressure in my core builds fast. Their hands, their dicks, their voices—every bit of it pushes me over. I scream around Jody’s dick as another orgasm rips through me, my pussy clenching hard around Al, squirting again, soaking the sheets.
“Shit—fuck,” Al groans, holding deep inside me for a second. “You’re incredible.”
Jody cups my chin, guiding my gaze up. “You ok?”
I nod, tears in the corners of my eyes from the intensity. “Yes. Don’t stop”
I’m still trembling from the last orgasm, body soaked with sweat and pleasure, but the look in Jody’s eyes tells me we’re far from done.
Al slowly pulls out, removing the condom and tying it off before tossing it in the trash. He lies back on the bed, still rock hard, chest rising and falling. I turn to look at Jody, my voice low and needy.
“I want both of you,” I whisper. “At the same time.”
Jody steps closer, gaze heavy, unreadable for a second. Then he runs his hand down my back, slow and possessive. “You know what that means, right?”
I nod, already feeling my pulse quicken. “Yes. I want you in my ass.”
Al stays quiet, but his eyes flick to Jody, waiting for the call.
Jody nods once. “You can have her pussy, Al. I’m taking the rest.”
Al swallows hard and lies back, nodding with respect. “Yes, sir.”
Jody kisses me deeply, gripping my jaw. “Only I get that part of you. Always.”
“Only you,” I whisper back.
Jody grabs the lube from the nightstand and tosses me a condom for Al. I straddle Al’s lap, rolling the condom on him slowly, making sure he feels every teasing touch. He groans beneath me, his hands already sliding to my hips.
“Goddamn,” he mutters, staring up at me. “You’re unreal.”
I line him up and sink down slowly onto his dick, moaning loud as he fills me again. My hands brace on his chest, my hips rocking in slow, steady rhythm. I’m already dizzy from the stretch—but it’s not enough. Not yet.
Jody moves in behind me, spreading my cheeks and leaning forward to kiss the back of my neck. “You ready for me, baby?”
“Yes,” I breathe. “Please. I want to feel both of you.”
He coats himself with lube, rubbing slow circles around my tight entrance, taking his time. “Breathe for me, baby.”
Al groans under me as I clench around him. “She’s already squeezing me, man.”
“I know,” Jody murmurs, his voice gentle but deep. “She’s perfect.”
I relax as much as I can, and when I finally feel the thick head of Jody’s dick push past that first ring, I cry out—half pleasure, half shock. It’s intense, stretching, burning just a little, but so good.
Jody pauses, breathing hard against my skin. “Talk to me.”
“I’m okay,” I gasp. “Don’t stop. Please—give me all of it.”
He groans as he pushes in deeper, slow and controlled until he’s fully seated inside me. Now I’m completely filled—Al underneath me, Jody behind me—every inch of me claimed.
“Fuck…” Jody growls. “She’s taking us both like a goddamn queen.”
Al can barely breathe. “This is insane. She’s… fuck.”
I start to move, rolling my hips, trapped between them. Al’s hands grip my waist, guiding my pace as I ride him, Jody’s thrusts matching the rhythm, pushing into me from behind.
Their dicks grind inside me from opposite ends, filling me so full I can barely think. I’m gasping, moaning, nearly crying from the overwhelming pressure and pleasure.
“You love this, don’t you?” Jody groans, voice tight with restraint. “Being full of both of us.”
“Yes—fuck—yes,” I whimper. “Don’t stop.”
Jody leans down, hand wrapping around my throat, but not tight—just firm enough to remind me who I belong to. “No one gets this ass but me.”
I nod fast, panting. “Only you. Only ever you.”
Al’s voice is breathless beneath me. “She’s gonna make me lose it. This is too fucking good.”
Jody bites into my shoulder gently, thrusting harder now, driving into me as I bounce on Al’s dick, both of them using my body like it was made for this.
“You’re not allowed to come yet,” Jody growls. “She’s gonna come first. Then we finish her.”
I can’t hold back. My body tightens again, another orgasm building fast—like fire from my spine to my core. It explodes in me, raw and violent, and I scream as I squirt again, collapsing forward onto Al’s chest while Jody keeps thrusting through the shockwaves.
“Shit—she’s shaking,” Al mutters, gripping my waist.
Jody slows his rhythm, but stays deep inside me, pulsing. “That’s it, baby. You did so fuckin’ good.”
I can barely move, barely think—just gasp and whimper between them.
Jody kisses the back of my neck again. “Now we finish.”
My body is shaking, wrecked with pleasure, but I’m not done. We’re not done.
Jody is still inside my ass, thick and deep, moving with slow, powerful thrusts. Al is beneath me, his dick pulsing inside the condom, his grip on my waist getting tighter with every movement. We’ve found this perfect rhythm—deep, grinding strokes from Jody as I ride Al in waves, all of us teetering on the edge.
Every sound is raw—panting, slick skin, the creak of the bed, low groans rising into breathless moans. The air is thick with sweat and sex.
“Fuck, baby…” Jody grunts behind me, his voice rough, drawn out. “You feel so good… so damn tight.”
Al’s eyes are fluttering closed, his jaw clenched. “She’s gonna make me cum. I can’t hold it—shit…”
Jody’s hand wraps around my throat again, his pace quickening. I brace myself, hands flat on Al’s chest, my eyes wild with the rush building inside me again.
“Look at me,” Jody growls, his voice thick and strained. “I wanna see your face when I cum in this ass.”
I lift my head, craning my neck to look back at him.
And there he is—sweat dripping from his brow, his lips parted, brow furrowed, his eyes locked on mine with this look of pure, blissful fucking ecstasy. I’ve never seen anything more beautiful.
“I’m right there,” I gasp. “I’m about to—fuck—I’m about to cum again!”
Jody bites out a curse. “Shit… me too. Al—?”
Al grits his teeth, his entire body going rigid. “Fuck—fuck—I’m coming—shit!”
We all break in the same moment.
Al’s hips jerk beneath me as he groans through gritted teeth, filling the condom with every pulsing twitch of his release.
Jody slams into me one last time, burying himself to the base with a guttural, animalistic moan. “Fuuuuuck—yes—take that dick, baby—take it all!” His voice breaks, filled with so much pleasure it almost sounds like pain.
I scream—loud and guttural—as another wave of orgasm tears through me, everything convulsing. My pussy clamps down around Al, my ass squeezes around Jody, and everything explodes. My vision goes white. My body seizes, soaking both of them, trembling and gasping.
Jody groans deep in his throat, his fingers digging into my hips as he releases inside me, filling me completely. “Goddamn… goddamn, baby…”
The three of us collapse into each other—Al breathless beneath me, Jody resting against my back, all of us coated in sweat, trembling, our bodies tangled and twitching in the aftershocks.
For a long moment, there’s nothing but the sound of our breathing, still heavy, still catching up.
Jody kisses my shoulder, then my neck, then presses his forehead to mine. His voice is soft now, tender.
“You okay, baby?”
I nod, completely blissed out. “Mmm hmmm.”
Al exhales a shaky breath beneath me. “Holy shit…”
Jody chuckles, breathless. “Yeah”
I’m sprawled out on my stomach, naked, spent, and glowing. The sheets beneath me are damp, wrinkled, and tangled around my legs. My arms are stretched out wide, my cheek pressed to the pillow, eyes half-closed. Every inch of me is buzzing, but I’m completely done—no energy left to speak, much less move.
Somewhere behind me, I hear Jody groan as he pulls out, then the sound of a condom being tied off, tossed. Al moves first, quiet but focused, padding to the bathroom. Water runs. A towel is wrung out.
“She’s out,” Jody murmurs with a smile in his voice. “Look at her. Laid out like a damn painting.”
“Yeah,” Al says, returning with the towel and gently wiping between my thighs, careful, respectful. “She took both of us like it was nothing. You weren’t kidding—she really is built different.”
Jody chuckles, grabbing another towel and starting to clean up the rest of me. “She’s a machine when she wants to be. Handles everything I give her. And tonight? You helped bring it out of her.”
“Thank you for letting me be part of it,” Al says, his tone sincere. “You didn’t have to. I respect that, man.”
Jody nods, tossing the towel aside and sitting down on the edge of the bed. “You kept it cool, kept it respectful. That’s the only way this works. Appreciate you for that.”
There’s a beat of silence, then Al laughs lightly. “Still can’t believe how she was talkin’ through that last round. Had me ready to fold.”
“She’s got a smart mouth,” Jody says, smirking. “And a nasty one, too. That’s why she’s mine.”
I let out a tiny hum of agreement against the pillow, but it’s barely audible.
Then the conversation shifts—like a flip of a switch.
“So you really out here claimin’ both the Eagles and the Commanders?” Jody says with a skeptical grunt. “That’s wild.”
“I’m bi-regional,” Al says with a grin. “Grew up around both. I got loyalties, man.”
Jody scoffs. “Nah, pick a struggle. You can’t ride both. That’s some confused fan energy.”
“You talkin’ to me like the Bears have done anything in the last decade,” Al fires back.
“They’re rebuilding,” Jody laughs.
They both laugh, and then Al throws one last jab in. “Meanwhile, she’s over there sleepin’ like a satisfied demon… and she’s a Cowboys fan.”
“Yeah,” Jody groans. “I try to look past that. Can’t win ’em all.”
“You sure did tonight,” Al says, stepping closer and leaning down. He brushes a kiss to my cheek, his voice a soft whisper near my ear. “You were incredible, sweetheart. Thank you.”
I smile faintly, still too blissed out to open my eyes. I hear the sound of a zipper, a belt, the front door unlocking.
Then it’s quiet again, just me and Jody.
I feel the mattress shift as he sits beside me, his fingers running lightly over my back. “Baby…”
I groan softly in response.
“You gotta get up. You gotta get you cleaned up for real. Remember, we’re picking up Kara from the airport in an hour.”
I groan louder into the pillow this time. “Ugh… nooo…”
Jody chuckles, kissing my shoulder. “Come on. Let’s get you in the shower. You’re not picking them up smellin’ like sex and tequila.”
“I earned this smell,” I mumble, eyes still closed.
“You did,” he says, standing up and smacking my ass gently. “Now earn that shower. Let’s go, sleepyhead. I don't want to hear them NoHo possums.”
And just like that, the night winds down—with laughter, tenderness, and the quiet kind of intimacy that only comes after something real.