There I was, your cock and his in each of my hands. Resting on my knees between each of you facing me, I wondered what you could see in the look on my face. Concentration was there. Of course it would be. I want to do everything well. My eyes were narrowed and I wondered if you would notice that pinched spot between my eyes that others might not notice. You know me too well. You knew it meant I was so focused that I wouldn't let myself be cheated of anything this moment might bring. Excitement was there, too. I wasn't ready to reveal full throttle lust to either of you and maybe not even me. But it was there, not too far under the surface.
Perhaps my hunger to learn got me into this. I couldn't deny that I felt a kind of torment wondering what this would be like,...no, wondering what I would be like with two cocks in my hands. This had happened once before. That was long ago and I wasn't with you. I was with my ex. That didn't feel like a choice. That wasn't this.
I let my eyes close and melted into the sensations of it all. The hardness against each of my palms came through mixed with the soft smoothness that only the skin of a cock can bring me. You started to moan as my hands took control. He stayed silent. After the orgasm I had just moments ago, my nostrils welcomed the smell of my juices mixed with the sweat from the two of you as it drifted upwards from between my legs.
Neither of you had cum yet. I gripped tighter. I used long powerful strokes to excite you both slowly and to luxuriate in all the power I had now. I opened my eyes. His eyes were locked on my breasts and my nipples hardened again. I could control each of you. And I would. Your own lust was something that I would use for myself.
You were nervous and unsure of what to do next. The only thing you didn't want to do was ruin this moment. Knowing you would do anything I wanted caused my breath to deepen and my nostrils to flare. Something animal in me liked this.
He wasn't nervous. He was captured by his cock and couldn't think straight. All he wanted was whatever would allow him to cum soon and wildly. I decided I'd make him suffer a little for it. Still stroking you both, I looked directly at him and captured his gaze. When I had it completely, I bent over and let him watch me lick the tip of your cock. His mouth opened when mine did.
I know your taste. After nine years, It still excites me. I wanted to torment him so I made sure he saw the tip of my tongue lick every part of the head of your cock. Still leaning close, I used the barest tip of my tongue to circle your juices until your helmet was glistening. I made sure he was watching as I licked it all off. I was still gripping his cock and felt it twitch in my hand like it was knocking on a door.
I sat upright again. I released his cock and moved my hand to that spot at the underside of his scrotum. I smoothed it even smoother. He liked that much savvy on my part. What can I say? I told you I wanted to do everything well. Letting my actions speak, I released your cock long enough to straddle his thighs. I was as surprised by my boldness as he was but he didn't know that. My face offered him two things: a glimpse of my own heat and the look of a woman in charge.
My pussy was inches from his cock. I looked over to you to gauge your excitement. The look on your face told me everything I needed to know. Though many have fantasized about scenes like this, your own personal wish was coming true. As I leaned forward, I commanded your gaze with ease and held it while I bent far enough to flatten my breasts against his chest. Giving him no chance to act, I slid down his torso hoping my nipples were hard enough to scrape him. When my breasts reached his cock, I swayed from side to side. Somehow, both his cock and my nipples got even harder. I raised up, grabbed his cock roughly and pulled it until the opening leaked pre-cum.