by Cairo
“Aah. Mmm…” He breathes in, again, as if what’s between my legs is the sweetest oxygen he’s ever breathed in.
He gasps into my cunt as if he’s fighting for more. More air. More high. More arousal.
He breathes in again. Tells me how he loves the smell of wet pussy. He inhales again. Licking over the fabric again, and again.
My pussy becomes his inhalant. Intoxicating him.
Breathe.
Smell.
Taste.
Evan breathes, smells, and tastes my pussy. Licks it. Loves it. Lavishes it.
My hands flutter over my belly, trail over my breasts. Trembling fingers circle my areolas, then find their way to my aching nipples, rigid with need.
His tongue flutters over my flaring lips, peeking from the outer edges of my thong, causing me to thrust my pelvis and rock against his face.
He licks over the thin strip covering my slit, slowly sucking it into his mouth, wringing out, and extracting, the sticky cunt sap that has stained my panties.
Ohmygod, this motherfucker’s really trying to eat my panties off.
He licks and licks and licks, his tongue grazing over my lips every so often. He opens his mouth—over wet fabric, over my throbbing clit, and sucks them both into his mouth.
Finally, he pulls my thong to the side and moans into my pussy, licking an orgasm out of me.
There’s a knock on the door. Three quick raps, then three more.
“Shit,” Evan murmurs over my clit.
I moan.
He licks a few more times.
There goes the knocking again.
“Fuck,” he mutters.
I blink. Ease up on my forearms. “Who’s that? Did you order room service?”
His face emerges from between my thighs, sticky with my juices. “Yeah, something like that.”
I give him a puzzled look. Try to figure out when he placed an order. I can’t recall him using the phone. Maybe he had called down while I was in the bathroom.
Yeah, that had to be it.
“What did you order?”
A wicked grin spreads over his face as he eases up from between my legs. Dick rock-hard, my mouth waters. “That knock at the door, love, is your fantasy.”
I give him a confused look, hoisting myself up on my forearms. “My fantasy?”
“Yeah.”
Curiosity and anxiety sweep through me all at once. I sift through my brain, trying to recall if I’d mentioned any of my fantasies. I hadn’t.
Or had I?
“Wait. Which fantasy?”
He flashes another one of those sexy grins. “Aah, don’t you worry, love. Tonight, it’s all about you. Making all your wishes come true. It’ll be a night you never forget. I promise. You’ll thank me later.” He leans in and kisses me on the forehead. “I’ll be right back.”
I watch as he walks across the room, naked, taking in the spectacular view. Broad shoulders. Narrow waist. Firm ass. Muscled thighs.
My hand slides over my body, taking in the swell of my breasts, the clenching in my belly, the wetness in cunt. My right hand toys with my left breast while my left hand eases over my clit. But then I stop. Ease up on my forearms. Listen.
I don’t hear any movement out front. No voices. And now my fears kick in. What if this is a setup? What if that fine-ass nigga plans on fucking me to death, then discarding my body, dumping it into the ocean?
It’d serve your sneaky, whore-ass right for being down here in the first damn place.
Bitch, stop! If he were going to kill your drunk-ass, don’t you think he’d do it somewhere other than in his hotel room?
“Well, to hell with waiting to find out,” I say, swinging my legs over the bed. “I’m getting the fuck—”
My mouth drops open as Evan reappears with two other sexy motherfuckers walking in behind him. They’re both tall. Dark-skinned. Bald.
Identical twins.
My heart races.
Evan grins, fisting his dick as he approaches the bed. “You say you’re a freak, right?”
I swallow. Gaze from Evan to the twins and back. Then slowly nod. Take in the masculine hunks before me.
“Yes.”
“Then it’s show time, love,” he says. “Me and my boys here,” he points on either side of him, “Trevor and Travis are going to fuck you good.”
I blink. “Wait, wait. I didn’t sign up for a tag-team.” Although it’s always been a fantasy of mine.
“You said you wanted to be freaked all night, right?”
“Y-y-yes, but I meant…”
“Nah, love. No ‘buts.’ I know what you meant. You meant you love dick. And you need that sweet-hole handled right. There won’t be much talking, baby,” he warns. “Just lots of fucking. You ever been fucked in all three holes?”
I swallow.
Yes, God…
But not like this.
I spring to my feet as the two Dark Knights, Trevor and Travis, tear off their clothes, tossing them around the room.
“Oh, don’t run now, love.” Evan reaches for me. Pulls me into his arms. Strokes my back with his hand. His dick presses into my stomach, streaking it with pre-cum. “Show me and my boys how much of a freak you are.”
His voice is low and hypnotic.
He leans in and covers his mouth over mine, his kiss wet and ravenous, his tongue stroking deep and fast as his hand slides into my hair, holding me by the roots as he greedily sucks on my lips, my tongue. He cups my left breast in his hand, kneading it, his thumb and forefinger lightly pinching and tugging my aching nipple.
I moan, instantly turned on and needy, forgetting only moments ago I was ready to flee the scene.
He groans, releasing me from his kiss, leaving me drowning in a newfound need, anticipating the pleasure he—and his guests—might bring.
“Let me and my boys fuck you, love.”
I swallow again, hard.
Then blink.
Big, curved dicks spring from boxer briefs.
And all I can think, as they prowl toward me with lust-filled eyes and devilish grins, is, My God…what have I gotten myself into?
SIX
Lord, God…
They are fucking the shit out of me.
I am on all fours. And they take turns fucking my pussy. Rough. Strong hands grabbing my waist, balls slapping into my ass, face buried into the pillow, I am being fucked deliriously.
I bite into the pillow.
One after the other, they stretch me open. Fuck into parts of my pussy I never knew existed. They fuck sweat and spit and screams out of me.
Long, hard, and deep.
“Please,” I beg hoarsely. “Ah, God…ah, ah, ah…ooh, ooooh, oooooh…”
Eyes watery, vision blurred, I blink. Blink again. Try to glance over my shoulder to see who is in back of me thrusting hard, sinking in deep, and wrenching a cry from me as an orgasm rips through me.
In, out, in…thump, thump, thump!
In, out, in…thump, thump, thump!
Switch.
Dick is pulled out, leaving my pussy vacant only for a moment, before someone else lunges in, sinking deep, then slamming in and out.
Grabbing my hips.
In, out, in…thump, thump, thump!
“Lord, God…yessss!”
“Oooh, shit, this bitch got some good pussy,” the voice says.
“Ah, ah, ah, aaaaah…”
My cunt clenches, grips his dick, milks it.
“Ooh, so g-good. Mmm. Mmm. The dick is so good…”
“Yeah, that’s right, sexy-ass bitch…mmm…throw that wet pussy up on this dick…”
I moan. Thrust back at him, my ass flapping around his dick. I don’t know who is who. All I know is, each dick feels better than the next. Each thrust; every stroke has my pussy juicier than the one before it.
I don’t know how much time has passed. But I don’t know how much more of this, this fucking, I can take before I completely lose my mind. The nonstop pounding has be
en more than I could have ever imagined.
Bitch, next time be careful what you ask for.
Evan climbs up on the bed, positions himself in front of me. He grabs my head. Tells me to suck my cunt juice off his condom-wrapped dick.
I do.
Wrap my lips around his dick and suck him lovingly into my mouth, tasting myself, cupping his balls and cleaning him with my tongue. He stops me long enough to remove the condom, tossing it over the side of the bed, before thrusting his dick back into my wet, waiting mouth.
“Ah, yeah, love…suck that dick.” He grabs the back of my head, bounces it back and forth on his dick. Wet gurgling sounds burst from the back of my throat. “Yeah, gag on that shit, baby.”
My pussy is empty again.
Then, then…oooh, yes! It’s filled again.
Lord, God, yes!
They’ve changed positions again, brothers taking turns, sharing the goodness.
My ass is pulled open. Spit splatters into my crack. Then I hear something open. Something cool and wet is being squirted over my hole. Lube.
I murmur into Evan’s dick, arching my back.
A set of hands smooth over my ass.
Whap!
My ass is smacked.
The twin in back of me pounds into my pussy.
Whap!
Whap!
Whap!
I yelp.
Evan leans in, reaches for my breasts and cups them, tweaking and pulling and lightly twisting my nipples.
I cry out.
I can’t think straight.
I am more aroused than ever in my life.
The steady slap of our fucking, the wet clicking of my pussy, the gurgling and slow humming in the back of my throat, all sweet melodies.
I come over and over, mewling, clawing at the sheets.
Lord, God, what is happening to me?
A hand caresses over the stings, then pulls open my cheeks.
A finger glides over my hole, teasing it, working the lube inside of it until my puckered opening relaxes.
I gasp as a finger slips in. A middle finger, I think.
“Oooh…”
His finger circles in and out of my ass, causing my pussy to quake. “Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh…ooh, ooh…ah, ah, ah…”
“Goddamn, this pussy wet,” the twin, who’s thrusting in and out, says.
A second finger eases into my ass, knuckle deep.
“Yeah, get that ass ready,” Evan mutters, face-fucking me.
Get this ass ready?
For what?
I groan louder. “Uhh, uhh, uhhh…oooh…!”
Fingers pump in and out of me.
“Yeah, man, stretch that shit open,” Travis says. Or maybe it’s Trevor. I don’t know. I can’t tell them apart. I try to lift my head, try to catch my breath.
“Nah, where you going?” Evan grabs my head. “Get your mouth back on that dick. Take that shit like a freak.”
“Yeah, fuck that bitch,” one of the twins chimes in, the one fucking my ass with his fingers. I try to place whose voice belongs to whom, but my mind is a muddled mess.
“That bitch’s pussy’s good as fuck.”
“Hell yeah, this shit’s good.”
I moan. “Aaah, uhh…oooh…!”
A third finger is being stretched into my ass.
I’m slipping in and out of consciousness.
The burning pleasure is too overwhelming.
I cry out.
Lord, God…!
• • •
When I blink open my eyes, I am still being pounded.
Still being fucked.
Still being probed.
And my mouth is still stuffed with dick.
But it isn’t Evan’s.
It’s one of the twins.
Up on his knees, his legs spread wide, his balls dangling over his brother’s head.
They’ve changed positions.
But when?
I must have slipped into a sexual coma because I am straddled over the other chocolate twin, riding his hard dick, heat swelling inside my pussy as his thrusts match my own. I don’t recall changing positions.
My mind is swirling trying to assess the time. My eyes sweep around the room. There’s a sliver of light coming through a slit in the drapes, the only indication that it’s daybreak, that a new day is dawning as I am being fucked mercilessly.
I need to know who is doing what to me; for my own peace of mind, for my own sanity, the not knowing, the second-guessing, is driving me crazy, making my pussy hotter, wetter.
Still…I need to know.
The twin with his dick in my mouth grins, then tells me he’s Travis.
Oh. That helps.
I grunt. Pull back from his dick, then lick over the head like it’s a melting fudge sundae. He groans as the bed dips in back of me. It’s Evan moving in behind me, his hands sliding over my back.
I tense, then quickly relax as he presses his mouth to the curve of my neck, then at the back of my earlobe. He licks me there. “You still think you’re a freak, love?”
I grunt my answer. Rock my hips all the way down Trevor’s dick.
I hear Mecca’s voice in my head. “Oooh, you scandalous bitch…”
Travis feathers a hand over my jaw, turning me back toward his bobbing cock; its eye wet with arousal.
My lips part as he eases inward, holding my head in place with one hand.
“Yeah, get that dick all up in them pretty lips. Suck that shit,” he says as he pushes farther in.
“You ready to get fucked in all three holes, love?” Evan asks, his voice thick and heavy like the cock already slicing into my cunt, and the one in my mouth. My entire body is already on fire. And hearing the question becomes gasoline to my already blazing inferno.
I feel like I’m having an out-of-body experience.
This whole scene is…insanely delicious.
“Yes, yes,” I groan over a mouthful of Travis’s dick, his scent filling my nose as his taste fills my mouth. My head bobs, my lips and tongue gliding over his shaft as he strokes inside my mouth.
Evan kisses the small of my back. Then lets his tongue slide up my spine, eliciting a shiver to my toes.
“Look at all this big, bouncy ass,” he says, trailing his tongue inside my crack.
I moan. “Uhh, oooh…”
And when he smacks my ass, the sensation wrenches a groan from the back of my throat that vibrates over Travis’s dick.
His quiet moan encourages me to keep sucking him deeper, to keep groaning, harder, faster.
“Goddamn,” he growls when my tongue swirls around the head of his dick. Evan tells me to lean forward. Pulls open my ass. Then buries his tongue inside as Trevor grips my hips, and bathes himself in my liquid heat, thrusting upward as I suck his brother.
Lord, God, yes!
The Devil is a lie!
My breathing quickens, then catches in the back of my throat when I feel the tip of Evan’s dick pushing its way inside my ass. “Relax, baby. Let me get up in this.”
He pulls his dick out. Applies more lube, fingering it inside of me. Then presses his dick back in place.
I hold my breath, my body stilling.
“It’ll hurt at first, love. But I promise once I get it all in, it’ll feel good, baby.”
I swallow.
I’ll be the first to admit, I’ve had numerous threesomes in college. And I’m definitely not new to anal sex, although it’s not something Roosevelt gets into.
But being fucked in all three holes at the same time?
Now this is a first.
An experience I’m not sure I am ready for. At least that’s what I’m saying inside my head, but my body is screaming the opposite. My flesh is boiling with rippling sensations.
Trevor slowly rolls his hips, stirring inside my pussy, giving Evan time to ease his way into my asshole, and take it.
This level of nakedness, of vulnerability, leaves me exposed and aching, and weak with desire. My as
s, my pussy, my mouth, bared open to all three of them.
I try to focus on the two dicks already inside me—my mouth, my pussy, both juicy and full—but the idea of having a third one stuffed, simultaneously, inside a hole that hasn’t been used since before my relationship with Roosevelt causes all types of feelings to well up in me.
Anxiety.
Curiosity.
Excitement.
Anticipation.
Unexpected heat.
All overwhelming.
My eyes widen and I whimper when Evan presses in. I groan like a wild animal as the head of his dick bursts through the outer ring of my hole, slowly sinking into my ass. He pulls out. Drizzles more lube inside me, then pushes his head back in.
Against Travis’s dick, I surprise myself when I cry, “More! Give me more!”
“Aah, yeah,” Trevor mutters. “Little freak bitch wants that ass fucked, B.” He thrusts up in me. “Give her the dick, yo.”
“Oh, I got this,” Evan says, slapping my ass. “This sweet ass is all mine.” Trevor curls his fingers underneath my ass, lifting me slightly up off his dick.
Evan’s crown kisses my hole again, and my whole body starts to jolt with vibrations as his head goes in deeper. He draws his hips back, then rolls them forward, plunging his dick in deeper. Inch by inch by inch. He takes my ass. Rocks himself into me as my pussy clamps around Trevor’s dick.
Fiery passion sweeps through my body. Exquisite pain followed by the most paralyzing pleasure pierces through me, numbing me from the waist down as Evan spinal taps me, and Trevor guts my cunt.
Soon they both find a rhythm, taking turns thrusting and retreating, fucking into my body. I am joined with them. Impaled by them.
“Oh, God, yes,” I say in a strained voice. The fire roaring inside of me is unexplainable. Incomprehensible. It’s like dancing around the edge of an erupting volcano.
Never would I have thought this feeling, this overwhelming stretch and burn, could feel…uh, uh, uh, oooh…could be…mmm, yes…aah…so, so, rapturous.
Shit, shit, shit.
Mmm.
I never knew.
Never thought.
Being fucked in all three holes—three dicks inside of every part of me, working me over, controlling my pleasure—could be so deliciously dirty, yet sensual.
Evan moans. “Ah, shit yeah, baby.” His hands slide around between Trevor and me, caressing and cupping my breasts, tweaking at my nipples, pulling and pinching them.