I’ve got my subs in every port, but when I’m docked at home, my favorite fuck session involves Brian and Chad. They’re married, but Brian’s bisexual with a dominant streak that makes my thighs quiver. His cock is absolute perfection—thick enough to stretch me just right, with a slight upward curve that hammers my g-spot until I’m soaking the sheets and screaming his name. One text from me and they’re at my door within the hour, Brian already sporting a bulge in his jeans, Chad’s eyes hungry to watch what comes next.

Brian pins me to the mattress, his muscled forearms flexing as he pounds into me with savage intensity. My legs wrap around his waist, heels digging into his ass to pull him deeper. Chad sits in the corner chair, forced to stroke himself while his husband’s thick cock stretches my dripping pussy open. “Look at your husband,” I taunt between moans, “see how a real woman takes him to heaven.”

Eventually we give Chad his turn… I strap on my thickest silicone cock and drive it mercilessly into his quivering hole while Brian forces those pouty lips around his throbbing shaft. Chad gags and whimpers on his husband’s cock, now soaked with my juices, like the cock-hungry slut he is, tears streaming down his flushed cheeks as we use him from both ends.

The pathetic thing barely lasts five minutes before he’s spurting his load untouched across the sheets, his spent body collapsing in a sweaty heap.

But Brian? That magnificent bull stays rock-hard, his veiny monster glistening with Chad’s spit. We make his trembling husband lick and suck him back to full mast while I whisper filthy encouragements. Once he’s granite-hard again, Brian bends me over and splits me open, his heavy balls slapping against my clit with each brutal thrust until I’m a screaming, squirting mess beneath him.

We destroyed three positions and two pieces of furniture before he finally flooded my insides with his third explosive load of the night.