For a moment, I hesitated. The reality of what was about to happen washed over me. I was a food delivery rider, about to lose my anal virginity to three complete strangers in a penthouse suite. But the thrill of the taboo, the heat of their desire, was intoxicating. And as I felt the tip of Mike's cock pressing against me, the fear began to melt away, replaced by a burning need that I couldn't ignore.

I looked up with Jeremy's cock still in my mouth and nodded. Mike's eyes lit up with excitement.

"Fuck yes," Jeremy groaned as he watched me, his eyes never leaving mine. "You're so fucking perfect, baby. So eager." His words of praise were like a drug, filling me with a heady mix of pride and arousal. I felt like a goddess, my power over these three men intoxicating.

Mike applied even more lube, his hand working it into my tight hole with a gentle yet firm touch. The sensation was strange, the coolness of the gel mixing with the heat of my body, the pressure building with every stroke. The anticipation was unbearable, my body trembling with the need to be filled in every possible way.

"Ready?" Mike's voice was a gruff whisper, his eyes searching mine for any hint of hesitation.

"Slowly," I nodded hesitantly, my voice a desperate whimper. "Please go slow."

Mike nodded, and placed a hand on my lower back for reassurance as he pushed the tip of his cock inside me slowly, the stretch exquisite and terrifying all at once.

The moment of penetration was like a bolt of lightning, and I screamed around Jeremy's cock, the sound muffled by his shaft. It wasn't pain, exactly, but the intensity of the sensation was so overwhelming that I couldn't hold back the noise.

Alex, who had been watching intently, leaned forward. He must have noticed the tension in my body, the way my eyes had gone wide with shock. His touch was gentle as he stroked my cheek, his thumb brushing away a bead of sweat.

"You're doing so well," Alex whispered, his voice a soothing balm to the storm of sensations that were crashing through me. "Relax, baby. Let it happen." His hand slid down my back, his fingertips tracing the line of my spine until they rested just above my tailbone. He began to massage me in slow, circular motions, the pressure easing the tightness in my muscles.

As Mike's cock began to inch his way into my untouched ass, the sensation was unlike anything I had ever felt before. It burned more than any of their digits, but it also filled me with a strange sense of fullness and satisfaction. I moaned around Jeremy's cock, the sound muffled by his girth.

Mike's strokes grew more confident as I grew more accustomed to the feeling, his cock sliding deeper with every push. I could feel my body stretching around him, my tight ring of muscles struggling to accommodate his size. But with every inch, the pain began to morph into pleasure, a deep, dark craving that had me begging for more.

"Do you like that, baby?" he asked, his voice a low growl. "Do you like having my cock in your ass?"

The question was a jolt of reality amidst the haze of pleasure. I'd never been asked that before, never been in a situation where the act was so... deliberate. But as Mike's cock slid deeper, the words slipped from my mouth with surprising ease. "Y-yes," I whimpered, the feeling of his thick shaft stretching me open sending shockwaves through my body.

They all watched with rapt attention as Mike claimed my ass, the pressure building until he was buried to the hilt inside me. The room was a cacophony of heavy breaths and the wet sounds of skin on skin. Alex leaned in, his cock still rock hard, and whispered in my ear, "You're going to take all of us, baby. Every inch."

Their words were a challenge, a promise of the depraved pleasure to come. And as Mike began to move, his strokes slow and deliberate, I realized that I did like it. The burn had turned into a deep, throbbing need, and the fullness of having two cocks inside me was unlike anything I'd ever felt before.

Jeremy withdrew, his cock glistening with my spit, and the two of them sat down on the bed, watching me intently. I felt like a prize on display, their eager eyes drinking in every inch of my exposed body. They were like predators, watching their prey, and I was all too happy to oblige.

They chatted quietly among themselves, their eyes never leaving me. I could feel the weight of their gazes on my skin, like a physical touch. It was strange, being the center of their attention in such an intimate way, but also incredibly arousing.

Jeremy leaned back against the headboard, his cock still erect and pointing straight up. Alex took a seat beside him, casually stroking his own length as he watched Mike's cock disappear and reappear with every slow, deliberate thrust into my body. The sight of them watching me, discussing me as if I were a piece of art, only served to heighten my arousal.

Their conversation was a low murmur, filled with words like "tight," "beautiful," and "perfect," and it was clear that my ass was the topic of discussion. I felt like a prized possession, displayed for their pleasure, and the power of that knowledge had me squirming and pushing back against Mike, eager for more.

As Mike picked up the pace, I couldn't help the squeals that escaped my lips, the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of my ass was indescribable. It was as if my body had been designed just for this, to be filled and claimed by these men in such a primal, carnally satisfying way. My moans grew louder, mixing with their grunts of pleasure, creating a symphony of lust that seemed to echo off the walls of the penthouse suite.

"You like my cock, baby?" Mike asked, his voice strained with his own effort to keep his rhythm slow and steady.

I nodded, the sensation of his cock moving in and out of my tight hole was unlike anything I'd ever felt before. The burn had morphed into a deep, satisfying ache that seemed to resonate through my entire body.

Mike's hands tightened on my hips as he began to pick up the pace, his strokes growing longer and more powerful. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, and I felt my orgasm building, a crescendo of pleasure that had my toes curling.

My squeals grew louder with every thrust, a mix of pain and pleasure that I never knew could exist. It was as if my body had been wired for this, for the feeling of being so completely filled and dominated. I could feel the tension coiling tighter and tighter within me, my pussy clenching around nothing as my ass took Mike's thick cock without mercy.

Mike's grip on my hips tightened even more as he picked up his pace, his eyes never leaving mine. He leaned in, his breath hot in my ear, whispering, "You like that, don't you? You like getting your ass fucked?"

The question was rhetorical, but it sent a shiver down my spine, my body responding with an involuntary clench around his cock. I moaned and nodded desperately in reply.

Mike leaned back, his cock still buried in my ass, and whispered, "Show us how much you like it, baby. Ride my cock."