I thought about them using me together, filling both my holes, their bodies sweaty and powerful against mine. I imagined them groaning my name, telling me how tight I was, how they had wanted this since the towel incident. Then I pictured them cumming — Conrad shooting hot, thick ropes of cum deep inside my pussy while Jeremiah filled my mouth until it overflowed.

The dirty thoughts pushed me closer and closer. My fingers moved even faster on my swollen clit. My legs shook uncontrollably. My breathing came out in short, quiet gasps. The pressure built higher and higher in my belly, tight and hot, until I couldn’t hold it...