The Unsatisfied (The Invitation)

by Wynters, Rose

  Excitement shot through her at his words as they continued to plunge in and out of her in a steady rhythm. They were literally working the orgasm out of her with every thrust of their hips, the synchronicity of their motions nearly perfect. There wasn't a woman alive that could have withstood the orgasm building up with a burning force. They were built for endurance and wouldn’t stop until she reached her fulfillment.

  Her body tightened, although not much due to the thickness stretching her to the max. Every nerve ending exploded as she reached her peak, her screams muffled by the hardness that grew longer and thicker by the second. She tasted his first exquisite release against the back of her mouth, groaning with the pleasure of sucking it out of him.

  Perfectly timed, Number 3 joined them, groaning as he gave up the load hidden within the length of his cock. He continued to pump slowly within her, letting the tightening of her body thoroughly milk him until there was nothing left. As if it were orchestrated, both men left the recesses of her body at the same time, their delicious cocks still hard despite the release.

  She laid there and panted, to satiated to move. In the span of less than an hour, she’d came not once but twice. Her body was spent but still curious to experience more. Sweat coated every inch of her body, but she was insatiable. She missed the nod that the midget gave Number 1 as he slipped a condom over his brawny dick.

  He walked around her body before flipping her over on her back. The air in the room felt cool against her overheated body, and her large pink nipples begged to be licked. He leaned over and suckled both of them with a growl before giving each one a gentle nip. The love bites throbbed as goosebumps erupted all over her body. “So you decided to save the best for last, eh?”

  He didn't give her a chance to respond. Slipping a finger inside of her, he gave a growl of approval. “Hot and exquisitely tight, just like I like it.”

  Her body continued to respond as he worked his thick finger inside her passage. His shaft was still hard and thick, as long as it had been before his release. She was eager to feel him within her creamy depths. “Show me what you got, Viking,” she murmured throatily. “And make me like it.”

  He chuckled. “Number 5, I think she needs a bit more,” he said, his eyes staring directly at her swollen flesh with lust. “What do you think?”

  Number 5 moved in front of her, next to the blond man. They were both so different, one dark and one light. Her head swam at the thought of both of them working her body for another earth-shattering orgasm.

  His black eyes met hers, and she could see anticipation within their deep depths. He swung up on the table, laying to the side of her body with his face close to her rounded stomach. His body was hard and hot against hers.

  “Lift up,” Number 1 muttered, sliding a thick cushion underneath her hips when she did. “You're going to love this,” he promised her huskily.

  The cushion was large enough to tilt her hips. Number 5 moved his face in between her spread legs, positioning his mouth directly over her. With a quick flick of his pointed tongue, he jabbed her clit as her eyes rolled back in her head with pleasure.

  She let her legs spread wider, enjoying the slow, calculated movements of his tongue. He raised up on his knees beside her, spreading them wide for support. His large balls hung down, thick and full, begging to be caressed.

  Number 1 watched her slit the entire time, his dick impossibly hardening even more by the minute. “Hell, yes,” he said, stepping between her spread thighs. Gently, he pressed himself into her. “Tell me you want this inside of you,” he demanded, as he flexed his hips to work his length in, taking it inch by slow inch.

  Her hand slid between the other man's legs to brush up against his balls. Number 5 lashed violently at her swollen clit, moving her quickly to a heart-stopping orgasm. “More,” she demanded in return, the motion of his mouth making her need more of the hardness slowly pressing into her. “I need more. Don't hold anything back.”

  Her head thrashed on the cushion. Mindlessly, she slid her hands from his balls to his shaft. Wrapping her fingers around him she began to pump, lost to the incredibly erotic sensation of the moment. The pleasure of having her pussy licked while a huge cock fucked it was beyond words. Her body was plummeting straight toward an earth-shattering orgasm, and there wasn't any way to hold it back.

  The two men that were left out knew the Viking was going to ride her across the finish line. Unable to stand by quietly at the sensual scene unfolding in front of them, they began to masturbate. The sight of the two men stiffening as they pumped their shafts almost violently only added to her lust. Their eyes were fierce as they watched her breasts bounce from the force of the man's thrusts between her legs. She moaned as they ejaculated, only seconds from joining them in release.

  Squeezing her eyes shut, she released an ecstatic groan. Whether five or five hundred people watched, she didn’t care. Her passage quivered as she tightened against Number 1, squeezing and releasing him until he couldn't take anymore.

  “I've never felt a hotter pussy,” he ground out, head thrown back as he fought for control. His thick shaft felt amazing huge as he worked it through her small passage.

  “You're. So. Big,” she managed to pant out, lightheaded from the force of his passionate thrusts, and the tongue driving her wild. Her body was tightly strung with the need to orgasm. “Please,” she moaned out, desperate for them to push her over the edge.

  His masculine grunts filled the air as his large sack slapped her lips. Without warning, his cock stiffened and then jerked repeatedly as he attained his pleasure. He roared as he released a hot stream of cum within her.

  Number 5 mercilessly licked at her thickened clit, spreading her lips open to get even closer. “I’m there,” she gasped, dizzy from the overload of pleasure. With a scream to the ceiling she exploded into a thousand pieces, as everything grew dark. It had taken three men with enormous cocks, but she had finally experienced the ultimate in sexual satisfaction.

  Number 1 slowly pulled his dick out with a low moan. It was the last coherent thought Giselle experienced. With a large smile of satisfaction she finally succumbed to the blackness, her satiated body completely spent with a fulfillment so dramatic she knew she'd never be the same again.

  Epilogue

  Two months later…..

  Giselle unlocked the door with a huge sigh of relief. Today was the grand opening of the store, and it had been a huge success. The hour was late, but she was exhilarated. All of her hard work had finally paid off.

  Ever since receiving the invitation, her life had drastically changed. Gone were her doubts about her sexuality, replaced with the assurance that she was a very sexual creature. It had never been her, but rather a poor selection of boyfriends with bad bedroom skills. After the sexual bliss of that night, there were no doubts about that.

  She was still single, but she didn't feel a loss over it. One day it would all change, but it wouldn't be with someone she was sexually incompatible with. Somewhere out there was a man that could take her on. She was eagerly looking forward to the day that she met him.

  The morning after her invitation, she had woken up in her hotel room alone. If she wouldn't have known better, she would have thought it was a dream. The slight soreness in her nether regions, though, told her it had definitely been real.

  In the end, she'd barely made her flight on time. It had been a once in a lifetime experience, but one that would always make her remember Chicago pleasurably. With her business wrapped up there, she doubted she would be returning anytime soon. Even if she did, it was over. The one night of fantasy had been just that.

  Although she'd been on a few dates since then, there hadn't been anyone special. The night spent in sexual bliss would be really hard to top. Her past included several men that could never bring her to satisfaction, but she was determined her future would only include men that were well-equipped to satisfy. Anything less was just a waste of time, at least for her.

  How could
a single woman find someone with outstanding bedroom skills? It was a question that many woman must have asked over the years, including Mrs. Harris. She'd found love and satisfaction with Mr. Harris, but would she get a happy ending as well? Only time would tell.

  Closing the door behind her, she kicked off her shoes with a sigh of relief. Her stomach growled, reminding her that she needed to eat. The store had been too busy to take a lunch or dinner break, but that was okay. The successful day had more than made up for it. Just as she started towards the kitchen, the doorbell rang.

  Her face was puzzled as she walked back and opened it, revealing a large bouquet of flowers attached to an extremely muscular body. His hand moved to the side as his good-looking, Native American face was revealed. He took in her shocked expression and smiled.

  “Congratulations on your store,” he said as his other hand lifted up a large bag of take-out. “Hungry?”

  With a dazed expression, she nodded. She hadn’t seen or heard from him since the night of the invitation, and hadn’t expected to ever again. She didn’t know why he was here, but she wasn’t going to let the opportunity pass her by. Who knew? Maybe the invitation wasn’t done with her yet.

  Smiling back at him she asked, “Would you like to come in?”

  His black eyes twinkled at her mischievously as he let them rake over her body. “Don’t mind if I do.”

  He stepped through the door and shut it, neither one noticing the hooded woman and the shorter man watching from a black limo across the street.

  The moon played across the loveliness of her features as she gave him a small smile of satisfaction. “Well Henry, we did it again.”

  He looked back at her, taking a puff of his cigar before responding. The years had been kind to all of them, especially the supernatural creature in front of him. As much as he loved his wife, there was no denying her beauty. “That we did, ma'am. That we did.”

  Exchanging a smile of satisfaction, she rapped on the roof. The driver pulled out, as they quickly sped off into the dark night.

  About the Author:

  Rose Wynters has always had a love of romance. She also have a love of supernatural men and loves combining this into thrilling paranormal romances!

  When not writing, she enjoys traveling, camping, or meeting new people. Make sure to stop by her website at http://www.rosewynters.com and say hi.