Catfished: Release teaser

A hand squeezed my breast. It drew me up from the deep sleep I’d been in. I didn’t protest. I didn’t make any attempt to stop the hands that pressed my breasts together. I just let Adam fondle me. I was resting against Cameron and from the heavy breaths he was taking; it was clear it wasn’t him touching me. 

I shifted, and Adam moved with me, palming one breast to tease the stiffened peak. His hand pulled away just so he could twist my nipple just enough to draw a moan out of me. The hand still gripping me loosened and shifted down my stomach. I pressed my hand against his, keeping him from drifting below my belly button.

In response, Adam just pressed his growing erection against my ass. He didn’t say anything; he didn’t push his hand down further. He just thrust his hips against my butt as if that would make me give in. I clenched my thighs together, resisting the urge.
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“Cam’s asleep,” I murmured. I didn’t move to stop him. But... “I need you to believe me when I say I didn’t do this.” That made Adam stop. I blew out a breath, “If this is where we’re going, I don’t want to face you laying the blame on me.”

“I’m not blaming you,” he whispered into my ear. “I know you didn’t do it. I just want to fix it now.”

“Sex fixes it?”

“I don’t know how to fix it,” he said, sounding unsure. “I just don’t want to sit alone in my bed and I can’t lay next to you without touching you.” The hand that toyed with my breast stopped, “But if you don’t want me to, say so.”

I should have. I shouldn’t be so willing to fall into bed with him after all of this. Instead, I pushed the hand that was still on my stomach downward. Adam made a pleased noise and slipped his hand under my panties. His mouth fell on the back of my neck, his teeth scraping against my skin. It was a contrast to his fingers gently tracing over the line of my outer lips.

I arched my leg up and over Cameron’s thigh, giving Adam better access to me. Something he took advantage of immediately. He didn’t hesitate to find my clit. His fingers stroked me with a surety that had me arching with the movements of his hand. 

It drew a moan from me, something that was loud enough to wake Cam. He shifted onto his side, his hand finding my knee so he could fit between my thighs. Unfortunately, when he thrust his hips against mine, he ended up just rubbing against the back of Adam’s hand.

“I don’t want to touch your dick,” Adam huffed behind me. He didn’t pull his hand from my panties. “Back up.”

Cameron made a sleepy protest, pulling back a little. “I thought I was dreaming.”

“It’s okay,” I whispered to him. I didn’t let him pull away. I pressed my hand against the slight rise in his boxers. “I want to touch your dick.”

Cam hummed sleepily but didn’t seem to get what we were doing until I wrapped my hand around his cock. He caught my hand. “What time is it?”

“It doesn’t matter, just go with it,” Adam muttered against my skin. “You can sleep when we’re done.”

Cam grunted and tilted my head back, kissing me lazily. There was a slight staleness to the taste of him, but I didn’t let it deter me. As my hand stroked him, the more he woke up and eager he became. I did my best to match the pace that Adam set. His fingers circled my clit at a leisurely pace.

There was nothing hurried about this, and that was a relief until it stoked the need for more. I pushed my hand into Cam’s boxers. He pulled away from my lips and groaned low. It went right through me.

“If it’s gonna be both of us, get her ready back here,” Adam instructed, his voice smothered slightly by my shoulder. “I don’t want to rush, but I don’t have the patience to let you do all the shit you like to do.”

“If you’re making me get the back door ready for entry, that’s where I’m going in,” Cam said huskily. He pulled away. I couldn’t see his face but his breath brushed against mine. “Is that okay with you?”

I nodded, then whispered, “I want it.” 

“Let’s turn you around then,” Cameron murmured.

Adam was the only one that hesitated. Then his hand pulled his hand from my panties. He didn’t urge me to roll over at first. He rushed me out of my clothes. My shirt went to the floor and as I turned to face Adam. Hands pushed my panties down my hips and thighs. It made things fast forward from there.

The laziness was forgotten. Fingers spread me, finding my clit to circle with a sudden urgency that forced a spasm through me. I curled towards Adam, gasping for breath as he kept teasing that bit of me. 

It distracted me from the slick fingers that spread my cheeks; it kept me from tensing at the pressure that Cameron put on the ring of muscles. But as soon as his finger pierced me, I couldn’t resist the need to clench. I wanted more than just fingers in me. It made me need more. I didn’t have Adam’s patience.

I wrapped my arms around Adam’s shoulders and pulled him closer. He quickened the pace that he was stroking me, letting me kiss him without getting distracted. I used his mouth to smother my moans, trying to encourage him to do more. More damp fingers thrust into my ass, seeming to take the hint.

Or maybe Cam was in the same boat as I was. “Pass me a condom,” he murmured behind me.
Adam pulled away from me. “You’re moving too fast,” he protested, leaning against me. He didn’t go for the condoms. “You can’t just ram right in back there.”

“You’re not even in her,” Cam said louder. “How can you tell how ready she is? I’ve got to work in the morning. As much as I’d like to spend the entire night fucking her, it’s not something that I can do.”

“I’ve got to work tomorrow, too,” I said, trying to redirect their attention back to what we were doing. “I don’t want to rush either, but going back and forth like this is going to make me impatient.”

Adam made an irritated noise. He turned away from me for a moment, his hand pulling from between my thighs. “Fine,” he huffed. “Let’s just ignore what I was trying to do.”

He settled back down against me, though he didn’t immediately go back to stroking me. He just pressed his fingers into my pussy so he could gauge the wetness from there. It shot a sharp shock of pleasure right through me, making me buck and upsetting the rhythm that Cam had set into my ass. It drew a cry out of me and that apparently satisfied him.

Adam’s fingers pulled out of me and the head of his cock immediately pressed against my entrance. He took a breath, then grunted as he slowly eased into me. He didn’t rush to bottom out. He hooked a hand under my knee and pulled my leg up and over his hip. It eased him deeper into me.

Cam took advantage of it. He thrust three fingers into me, spreading them and me. All of it was something that would have caused discomfort a week ago, but now I was rocking with it. I couldn’t get enough of it, even as Adam filled my pussy. Cam’s fingers weren’t enough.

“I need more,” I whined, reaching back to grab Cam’s wrist. “Don’t listen to him. Give me what I need.”

“I will,” he reassured me quietly. “Just give me a minute.” He took entirely too long to rip open the condom and put it on. 

I wasn’t relieved until I felt him spread more lubricant between my cheeks. I arched forward, so he wouldn’t have any issues sliding into me. I tried to relax; I tried to make sure there’d be no trouble and that we could move together easily. Adam’s hips rolled with me, making it, so he stayed in me despite my shifting.

Then he stilled, giving Cam time to ease into me from behind. A moan tore from me as he stretched me, creating a delicious burn that made my toes curl. He was slower than Adam as he sank into me, almost like he was savoring it.

It didn’t help that Adam wasn’t moving. He seemed way too content to let his friend settle in me. His hands swept up my thigh, giving one cheek an affectionate pat. It wasn’t until Cameron was fully seated in me that the other man began a slow, shallow thrust. He wasn’t willing to let him adjust. Adam had run out of patience.

Cam didn’t complain. He released a low groan, throbbing in me. But as Adam’s hips picked up, Cam mirrored them. He didn’t have the same force behind his hips as Adam, but he moved in tandem with him.

All of which blew out the last semblance of control I had. I clung to Adam, whining as the stretch and pull began to get to me. I was surprised by how quickly I got overloaded by the both of them. 

“I got you,” he gritted into my ear. “I got you and I’m not letting go.”

My breath caught, and I dug my nails into his back, struggling to keep myself together. It seemed like we just started. I hated I was already shaking apart. 

Adam didn’t seem to be affected and I couldn’t tell if it did anything to Cam. His pace picked up, and an arm slid around my waist from behind. He drew closer, so his thrusts into me were shallower, but the force of his hips bouncing off my ass was the same. It felt like he was ignoring the spasms, working towards his own finish and drawing out mine.

I didn’t have the room to curl up like my body wanted to. Every time I involuntarily bucked, the hands on me kept me from upsetting the position we were in. Then one shifted from my hip down between Adam and me to circle my clit. It just made me more of a shuddering mess.

“Fuck,” Adam barked. “I don’t need you trying to make me bust.”

“This can’t take all night,” Cam reminded him. “If me touching her makes you feel you’re about to tap out, maybe you should lay off the beer for a few days. I’m not responsible for your shit stamina.”

That drew out a string of curses from Adam, and his hips stuttered against mine. The arms he had around me tightened. But he kept going, struggling to hold out.

I don’t know what made me do it, but I pressed my lips to his ear and whispered, “I got you.” it felt like a necessity to repeat the sentiment to him. It was almost like he was waiting for it.

That drew a groan from Adam, only to choke off. His hips stilled, and it left it so I could melt against him as Cameron kept moving behind me. His shallow thrusts in me kept stoking the buzz of nerve endings. The fingers that had been stroking me stopped, but his hand stayed pressed between Adam and me.

I couldn’t tell who was holding onto me so tightly, but it felt like the one thing that kept me from completely melting between them. Cam seemed content to let it draw out. It drew twitches and grunts from Adam, but I wasn’t complaining. I just twisted so I could wrap an arm around the man behind me. 

I needed to touch him while he held onto me. I dug a hand through Adam’s hair and pulled, drawing a pained noise from him. I held onto both of them as Cam’s hand dug into my hip and his arm squeezed the air from my lungs. 
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This was a relief. After everything that happened, after dealing with the stress of the mess I had made, I needed this. I wasn’t going to let this go.