Elena, twenty-eight, knelt on the bed in nothing but a black thong, and Damion, thirty-two, stood in front of her with both hands raised.

— Both, — he said. — Tonight you take both my hands.

Her mouth went dry. She had taken one fist before. She had been stretched, gaped, filled. But two hands at once was something else entirely.

— At the same time? — she whispered.

— Alternating first, — Damion said. — One in your pussy, one in your ass. Then together. We’ll see how much of me you can take.

Elena’s pussy clenched hard at his words. She was already soaked.

— Get on your back, — he ordered. — Legs wide.

She lay back and spread her thighs. Damion knelt between them and pulled her thong aside, exposing her dripping pussy. He bent down and dragged his tongue through her folds, slow and deliberate.

— Fuck, — Elena moaned. — Your tongue.

He licked her clit in slow circles, then pushed his tongue deep into her hole, fucking her with it. Elena’s hips bucked. His hands gripped her thighs, holding her open.

— You taste so good, — Damion murmured against her wet flesh.

He slid two fingers into her pussy while his tongue worked her clit. Her walls clamped around his fingers, slick and hungry. He added a third, then a fourth, stretching her, and Elena gasped.

— So full, — she panted. — Fuck, so full.

— You’re going to be fuller, — Damion said.

He poured lube over her pussy, a long slick stream, and worked his four fingers in and out of her, spreading them, stretching her open. Her pussy lips were pulled wide, glistening.

— Now your ass, — he said.

He drizzled lube over her tight asshole and pressed one slick finger against it. Elena tensed.

— Relax, — Damion said. — Push out. Let me in.

She bore down, and his finger slid into her ass. She moaned at the burn, the fullness. He worked it in and out, then added a second finger, stretching her tight ring.

— Oh god, — Elena whimpered. — Both holes. You’re in both my holes.

— And that’s just the warmup, — Damion said.

He tucked his thumb and formed his right hand into a fist shape, pressing it against her stretched pussy. Elena held her breath. He pushed, and her pussy lips parted around his knuckles. With a wet pop, his fist slid inside her.

— Fuck! — she screamed.

Her pussy was stretched wide around his fist, her walls gripping it tight, pulsing. Damion kept his left hand’s fingers working in her ass, stretching her there too.

— You’re taking my fist in your cunt and my fingers in your ass, — he groaned. — Look at you. So fucking full.

— More, — Elena begged. — Please.

He started pumping his fist slowly in her pussy, in and out, while his fingers fucked her ass in rhythm. Elena was overwhelmed, sensation flooding her from both holes.

— I’m so full, — she cried. — Fuck, I’m so full I can’t think.

— Don’t think, — Damion said. — Just feel.

He pulled his fingers from her ass and poured more lube everywhere — over her pussy, her ass, both his hands. He formed his left hand into a fist and pressed it against her tight asshole.

— Breathe, — he commanded. — Push out for me.

Elena bore down hard, and his left fist began to stretch her ass open. The burn was intense, her tight ring spreading wider and wider around his knuckles.

— Fuck, fuck, fuck, — she chanted.

— Take it, — Damion said. — Take both my hands.

With a final push, his left fist popped into her ass. Elena screamed. She was completely, impossibly full — his right fist buried in her pussy, his left fist buried in her ass.

— Both, — she sobbed. — Oh god, both your hands are inside me.

— Feel that? — Damion groaned, his forearms flexing. — Both my hands. You’re stuffed full of me.

He started moving them — slowly at first, his right fist pumping in her pussy while his left fist stayed deep in her ass, then alternating, one pushing in while the other pulled back. Elena’s body writhed.

— I can’t, — she wailed. — It’s too much. Don’t stop.

— Your pussy is gripping my right wrist, — Damion said, his voice thick. — And your ass is squeezing my left. You’re milking both my hands.

He reached down with — no, both his hands were inside her. He leaned forward and took her clit into his mouth, sucking hard while his fists moved inside her.

— Fuck! — Elena screamed.

The combination was too much. Her orgasm ripped through her, her pussy and ass both clamping down hard around his fists, her juices flooding out around his right wrist. She shook violently, screaming his name.

— That’s it, — Damion growled against her clit. — Come on my hands.

He didn’t pull out. He kept both fists buried deep inside her while her aftershocks rippled through her, her pussy and ass fluttering weakly around his hands.

— Feel that? — Damion said, his voice thick with lust. — You’re still squeezing me. Your body doesn’t want to let go.

— Can’t, — Elena panted. — Can’t let go. You’re too deep.

Slowly, he started moving again. His right fist pumped in her pussy in long, deep strokes while his left fist ground in slow circles inside her ass. Elena whimpered, her body jerking with oversensitive aftershocks.

— Too much, — she gasped. — Fuck, it’s too much.

— You can take it, — Damion said. — You’re taking both my hands like you were built for it. Give me another one.

He picked up the pace, both fists moving in rhythm now — right fist thrusting deep into her pussy while the left twisted inside her ass, then switching. Her stretched holes gripped his wrists, her walls pulsing. The wet sounds were filthy, loud slapping and squelching.

— Listen to yourself, — Damion groaned. — So fucking wet. Both your holes are dripping down my arms.

Elena’s juices were running down both his forearms, dripping off his elbows. Her pussy lips were stretched wide around his right wrist, shiny and swollen. Her ass was spread open around his left wrist, her tight ring pulled taut.

— Rub your clit, — he ordered. — Make yourself come on my hands again.

Elena’s hand found her swollen clit. She rubbed it in fast circles, her fingers sliding in her own wetness. Between both fists pounding her holes and her fingers on her clit, her second orgasm built fast.

— Fuck, fuck, fuck, — she chanted.

— Come, — Damion commanded. — Come all over both my hands.

She shattered. Her pussy and ass both clamped down hard around his fists at the same time, her whole body seizing. Her juices gushed out around his right wrist in a hot flood. She screamed until her voice cracked.

— That’s my girl, — Damion growled, holding both fists deep while she convulsed. — Taking both my hands and coming like a fucking fountain.

When her shaking finally slowed, Elena was limp, panting, her holes still stuffed full of his hands.

— Open your mouth, — Damion said.

He pulled his right fist slowly from her pussy. Her stretched lips gripped his knuckles, then released with a wet sucking sound, leaving her gaping. He brought his glistening fist to her mouth.

— Clean it, — he ordered.

Elena opened her mouth and sucked his fist in, licking her own juices off his knuckles, his palm, his wrist. She moaned around his hand, tasting herself.

— Good, — Damion said. — Now my cock. You know what to do.

His left fist was still buried in her ass. He shifted forward, his thick cock bobbing in front of her face, the head red and leaking.

— Deepthroat me, — he said. — While my hand stays in your ass.

Elena took his cock into her mouth, sliding her lips down his shaft. She took him all the way, his head pushing into her tight throat. With his fist still filling her ass, the fullness was overwhelming.

— Fuck, — Damion groaned, tangling his hand in her hair. — Your throat.

She bobbed her head, her throat squeezing and rippling around his thick shaft. She hollowed her cheeks, sucking hard, her tongue pressing against the underside of his cock. He throbbed in her mouth, pulsing.

— Take it deeper, — he said, and pushed her head down.

Elena gagged, her throat convulsing around him, and kept going. Her eyes watered. Damion started thrusting into her mouth, face-fucking her, his cock sliding in and out of her tight throat while his left fist stayed buried in her ass.

— That’s it, — he growled. — Choke on my cock with my hand in your ass. You’re such a filthy girl.

She moaned around his shaft, the vibration making him groan. Her ass clenched around his left fist, her pussy — empty now, gaping — dripped onto the sheets.

— Enough, — Damion said, pulling his cock from her mouth with a wet pop. A string of saliva stretched from her lips to his leaking head. — Now the main event.

He pulled his left fist slowly from her ass. Her tight ring stretched wide around his knuckles, then released with a wet pop, leaving her gaping open.

— Look at you, — he breathed. — Both holes gaping. Beautiful.

He poured lube over both his hands and over her gaping pussy, a thick slick stream.

— Now together, — he said.

He positioned his right fist at her pussy and pressed his left fist against it alongside. Elena’s eyes went wide.

— Both in my pussy? — she gasped.

— Push, — he ordered.

She bore down, and he worked both fists against her stretched opening. Her pussy lips spread wider than ever, her walls straining. Slowly, impossibly, both his fists began to slide inside her together.

— Oh my god, — Elena screamed. — They’re both going in. Fuck!

Her pussy was stretched to its absolute limit, both his fists crammed inside her, her walls gripping them desperately. She had never felt so full, so stretched, so completely taken.

— Look at you, — Damion groaned. — Both my hands in your cunt. You’re incredible.

He moved them together, slow deep pumps, both fists filling her completely. Elena was beyond words, just moaning, her body arching.

— Come for me again, — Damion ordered.

He leaned down and sucked her clit hard, and Elena shattered. Her pussy convulsed around both his fists, her juices pouring out, her screams echoing off the walls.

When it was over, Damion pulled both fists free slowly. Her pussy was left gaping wide open, a huge wet hole, dripping.

— Fuck, — he breathed. — You’re wide open. Beautiful.

Elena lay there panting, her pussy gaping, her whole body humming.

— Flip over, — Damion said. — On your knees.

She obeyed shakily, getting onto all fours. Her gaping pussy was exposed, dripping. Damion positioned his thick cock at her entrance and drove into her in one hard thrust.

— Fuck yes, — Elena cried.

Her stretched pussy swallowed his cock easily, gripping it. He fucked her hard from behind, his hips slamming into her ass, his cock pounding her wet cunt.

— Take it, — he growled. — Take my cock after taking both my hands.

— Harder, — Elena begged. — Fuck me harder.

He grabbed her hips and pounded into her, the bed shaking. Elena reached down and rubbed her clit furiously. She came with a scream, her pussy clamping around his shaft.

— I’m going to fill you up, — Damion groaned, and erupted deep inside her, his hot cum flooding her stretched pussy.

He pulled out, and his cum spilled from her gaping hole, running down her thighs.

He pulled out slowly, and his cum spilled from her gaping pussy, running down the backs of her thighs. Elena stayed on her hands and knees, panting, her stretched hole open and dripping.

— Stay right there, — Damion said.

He knelt behind her and spread her cheeks, exposing her gaping pussy and her dripping cum. He bent down and licked her clean — his tongue pushing into her stretched hole, lapping up his own cum mixed with her juices, swirling around her swollen lips.

— Fuck, — Elena moaned into the pillow. — Your tongue.

He tongue-fucked her gaping pussy, his tongue sliding easily into her stretched hole, then moved up to her clit, sucking it hard. Elena cried out, her hips pushing back into his face.

— You taste like my cum and your sweet cunt, — Damion murmured, then went back to licking.

He pushed three fingers into her alongside his tongue, stretching her again, finger-fucking her hard while he sucked her clit. Elena came with a scream, her pussy clenching around his fingers, her juices flooding his hand.

— Again? — she gasped. — I can’t stop coming.

— Good, — Damion said. — I like you like this. Dripping and desperate.

His cock was hard again, thick and aching. He flipped her onto her back and lifted her legs over his shoulders, folding her in half. Her gaping pussy was fully exposed, dripping.

— Watch, — he ordered.

Elena propped herself up on her elbows and watched as he drove his cock into her stretched cunt. She could see his thick shaft disappearing into her gaping hole, her lips spreading around him.

— Oh god, — she moaned. — I can see it going in.

He fucked her deep and hard, his cock pounding into her, his balls slapping against her ass. In this position he hit impossibly deep, his head pressing against her cervix with every thrust.

— So deep, — Elena cried. — Fuck, you’re so deep.

— Your pussy is gripping me, — Damion groaned. — Even stretched wide open, you’re still squeezing my cock.

Elena reached down and rubbed her clit in fast circles. Her orgasm hit hard, her pussy convulsing around his shaft, her juices squirting out around his cock.

— Fuck yes, — Damion growled. — Squirt on my cock. Again.

He pounded into her through her orgasm, his thrusts turning wild. With a final deep thrust, he erupted inside her a second time, his hot cum shooting into her, filling her stretched pussy until it overflowed, leaking out around his cock and running down between her cheeks.

— Full, — Elena whispered. — I’m so full of you.

Damion pulled out slowly. His cum poured from her gaping hole, a thick white stream, pooling on the sheets beneath her. He stared at it, satisfied.

— Look at that mess, — he said. — Both my hands stretched you, and my cock filled you twice.

Elena lay there spent, her pussy gaping and overflowing, her thighs sticky, her whole body humming.

— Double the pleasure, — Elena whispered, smiling through her exhaustion. — Double everything.

— And you took it all, — Damion said, pulling her into his arms. — Every inch of both my hands. And every drop of my cum.

— Every drop, — Elena agreed, curling into him. — I’m yours. All of me, inside and out.

They dozed for a while, tangled in the sticky sheets. When Elena woke, Damion was watching her, his cock half-hard against her thigh.

— One more thing, — he said. — Clean me up.

He stood over her, his cock glistening with her juices and his own cum, still leaking. Elena knelt up and took him into her mouth without hesitation, licking him clean — her tongue swirling around the head, tasting herself and him, sucking his shaft clean inch by inch.

— Fuck, — Damion groaned, his cock hardening fully in her mouth. — Your mouth.

She deepthroated him, taking him all the way into her tight throat, her nose pressed against his base. She bobbed her head fast, her throat rippling, her tongue working. Damion gripped her hair and thrust into her mouth.

— I’m going to come on your face, — he growled. — Open up.

He pulled out and Elena opened her mouth wide, sticking out her tongue. Damion stroked his cock hard, and his cum shot out in thick ropes across her face — her cheeks, her lips, her chin. Hot white streams coated her skin.

— Fuck, — he groaned, milking the last drops onto her tongue.

Elena licked her lips, catching every drop, and sucked his head clean. She looked up at him, her face covered in his cum, smiling.

— Beautiful, — Damion said, wiping a thick drop from her cheek and pushing it into her mouth. — Swallow.

She swallowed, and Damion pulled her close, kissing her hard. He licked his own cum off her lips, her chin, tasting himself on her skin, his tongue tracing the sticky trails across her cheeks.

— You wear it well, — he murmured against her mouth. — My cum on your face, my hands stretched you open. Everyone would know you’re mine.

— I am yours, — Elena said. — Every hole. Every inch.

He kissed her again, slow and deep, and she could taste herself and him mingled on his tongue. Her gaping pussy was still leaking onto the sheets between her thighs, a warm sticky reminder of everything he had done to her.

— Sleep, — Damion said, pulling the blanket over them. — You earned it. Both your holes earned it.

Elena laughed softly and curled into his chest, her body aching in the most perfect way, completely his. No one had ever filled her like this, stretched her like this, owned her like this. Both hands, both holes, his cock, his cum on her face and deep inside her. She drifted off with his heartbeat under her ear, already dreaming of the next time he would take her even further. Damion held her through the night, his hand resting possessively on her hip, her stretched body still humming with everything they had done. Double the hands, double the pleasure, double the claiming. She was his, thoroughly and completely, and she had never been happier. When morning came, she woke sore and stretched and glowing, her thighs still sticky, and the first thing she did was reach for him again, hungry for more of everything only he could give her, and he was already waking, already hard, already reaching for her too.