Alpha Ever After

by Casey Morgan

  By the time they were finished undressing me, and I sat in front of them all completely naked, I understood why voyeurism turned some people on. Even without touching me, my body responded. My skin rippled and prickled with their attention. Gazes like soft touches from fingers made their way from my throat, down to my nipples, down my taut stomach. The pink lips beneath. Lips that were beginning to spread open for them, even as I trembled. Shook from the play between hot and cold in the air around me, and their hands.

  Eric was the first to actually move me, to lean me back on the bed, and welcome himself into my warmth. Into my naked, excited embrace. The first thing he did to me, was bring my nipples together. Squish them together, and taste each nipple like a strawberry on top of a parfait. Swivel his tongue around it like whipped cream lingered there. Pulled gently with his lips, as if he desired to taste every bit of my sweetness.

  I inhaled sharply, wriggling under him. As I did, I felt his cock sit on my mound heavily. Hotly, before sliding up my pelvis, across my tummy, and up toward my breasts. The tight, nearly-impenetrable cleavage he created with his hands. He gave my nipples another flick with his tongue, before lapping at my cleavage. Dragging his tongue across and into the crease, preparing it.

  As he did this, Travis wandered closer to me. He brought his cock up to my mouth. It would be the second time I’d sucked him off, I was more than ready to enjoy him again. Fill my mouth with him, though my pussy ached for her first taste of him. Something I quivered just thinking about. But I took him into my mouth obediently, and began to circle him with my tongue. Lick, and trace patterns along his shaft. As I did, he sighed. Growled, and grabbed my hair. Not hard, but enough to give himself purchase. Something to hold onto.

  “I’d love to rub my cock in your tits, in your cleavage,” said Eric softly, bringing my attention back to him. The light in his eyes was quiet and fierce. His cock rose upward, straight and triumphant. Even against my belly as it was, it was strong and proud. Unavoidable, though he waited for permission. Acceptance, before plunging into the pillowy, warm expanse he had made from my breasts.

  I moaned out a “yes” from over Travis’s cock.

  “Thank you,” answered Eric and slid his belly and chest across mine. He held himself above me, as he buried his thick, long member into my cleavage. Into the warm, impromptu depths. Immediately, my breasts gave way. Their tight, bouncy crease opened up, accepting him. Cushioning him from tip to base, like a precious scepter. As Eric began to thrust himself in and out of my cleavage, I pulled my mouth off of Travis’s dick and groaned, letting the vibrations linger in my chest. Doing so added to my pleasure and his.

  Travis dragged my mouth and lips back over him, pushing hard and fast. As he did, he hit the back of my throat, causing me to clench on him. Press down on his head, and suck deeper.

  “Tighten your lips, baby,” he said. “I’m going to ride your mouth before I ride your pussy.”

  So saying, he picked up his pace. Slid up and back across my tongue, and in out of my throat. I tightened my lips. I drew in my cheeks, hoping to give him the grip he desired. I must have, because a second later, he whined softly, and picked up his pace.

  Alex took his long, fat cock in his hand, began to stroke it. Pump it fast and furiously, as he climbed on the end of the bed. David followed suit, also holding his cock in his hand.

  Travis yanked himself slowly from my lips, popped himself free of my tongue and saliva, choosing to ease his own hand over his length for a while, in an attempt to keep himself from coming right then and there. I felt Eric’s cock head bat softly against the bottom of my chin. He pushed and prodded between my breasts, as he folded himself in and out of me. He breathed softly. Moaned gently, catching himself on run-away bits of pleasure. Even through my breasts, I could feel him tightening. Rippling with growing tension.

  Alex stroked himself gently. Not as big or wide as his brother, he still looked expertly molded, cast in magic, silky flesh. Unconsciously, Alex groaned as he looked at me. I tensed. Jumped with unconscious joy at this sound. My pussy griped that empty air, thirsting for him. For Travis. For David and Eric in turn.

  Eric gave a long low moan. A keening, musical whimper, whispering to me about how beautiful I was. That I had the breasts of an ancient, fertile goddess. “May I mark you as mine, Gwendolyn? May I mark you with my essence, darling?”

  I licked my dry, puffy lips. “Yes, Eric,” I said. “I gave you and the others permission to make me yours the moment you won me. Which was long before I ever got up for auction,” I murmured.

  My pussy trembled with excitement and growing wetness. An aching in and around her hole, begging for one and then all of them to fill her. Feed her.

  Hot hurried breath tingling along my jaw and chin, Eric fucked my tits with energy and speed. He held them tightly together as he did, grunting and gasping as he finally came. Filled my cleavage with his cum. He scooped it up and worked it over my nipples. Already hard and tender from his previous attentions, my nipples practically squealed with delight as the slick, warm semen went over them. It felt silky the way it slid around the nipples, teased the nerves, and I squealed too.

  I yipped happily, pulling my legs open from underneath Eric. The other three noticed this immediately, and came prowling toward me. My legs opening was unconscious; part of a desire and hunger I didn’t understand fully, but didn’t need to. I let my hips and thighs sag open, and invitation to all.

  Eric kissed me, massaged a bit more of himself on my nipples and breasts, before slipping off the side of the bed, and kneeling by it. There, he decided to kiss and massage my hand and arm. Cradle my breast on that side, respectfully leaving me open to my first gentleman of the evening. The first of three who would take me, fill my insides.

  Alex stared at me, my open, soaking pussy, and then at his brother.

  David just waved him forward, looking me over as he did.

  Alex looked surprised for a moment, and then took his chance. He crawled up toward me like the little tiger he was, kissed me on my mouth, before lifting up one leg, and teasing my lower lips with his tip, with the head of his cock, warm and heavy, even when cloaked in a condom. “I’ll be gentle,” he promised, testing my opening with his cock. With its fat, smoothness. Something I was already eager to taste more of.

  “I’m not worried,” I said, feeling like the life was getting sucked for me, just waiting for him to push himself inside. “Please. Take me, Alex.”

  David pumped himself faster at this, sinking into his vision of me. Into his appreciation of my open, ready womanhood.

  Right as David and I, then Alex made eye contact, I felt my lower lips spread. Pressed open, as something new and wonderful filled me. The silky head of his penis pushed inside. Slowly, delicately, allowing both of us to savor his maiden voyage into my depths. I whimpered, and Alex let out a controlled, shaky breath.

  “You okay?” he asked, searching me for signs of pain.

  While it was a little painful, a little achy and caused a full feeling the further he went in, but it wasn’t enough to stop. I relaxed my breathing, opened up my legs, concentrated on relaxing my stomach and pelvic muscles. “I’m okay. Better than okay. Please keep going, Alex.” I closed my eyes a bit, feeling like this would help me relax around his length, his girth, which was now pushing into the deeper, darker parts of me.

  Eric played with my nipples, exciting and soothing me. Travis stepped closer to his side of the bed. Knelt on it, gave me a sweet, tender kiss. One with tongue and lips so soft, I continued to melt. Lose myself to him, and to Eric rolling his thumbs around my nipples, and to Alex filling me completely.

  It was a strange and beautiful feeling to have him completely inside me, but welcome as well. “I’m okay still,” I reassured him. “Go ahead, Alex.” Fuck me. “I’ll be okay.”

  “I’ll be gentle,” he said, and started pumping.

  The first few slips in and out of my center were the hardest, strangest, and most happy moments of my
life. An odd mix of pleasure, pain and satisfaction. Arrogance, knowing I had accomplished a milestone in life. I’d lost my virginity, and now my only concern was that Alex or one of the others would get me pregnant. I hoped and prayed they would.

  Travis released his lips from mine, to take them down to my throat. There, he kissed and nibbled, determined to give me a hickey or two. He sucked on the tender parts of my neck. Where my heartbeat was loudest, and chuckled at me. “Really enjoying all of this, huh?”

  I could feel the devilish grin on his lips, even when he put them back over my throat and kissed me again.

  I didn’t have a verbal reply. Just a sigh. A soft whisper of something I didn’t even understand.

  Alex moved slowly at first, massaging my insides like gentle waves cresting and rolling onto the beach. Then, he began to roll faster and longer into me, holding my leg up more and more. Allowing me to feel the slap and bump of him against me. How wet, snappy and loud that action became as the seconds, and then minutes, passed.

  Around it all, I felt my insides tingling. Catching fire, like they would melt him down. Make his cock into a permanent, forever blanket of satin on the inside of my pussy. I breathed into this, savoring the strange liquid sensation. The squeezing and pulling we did between each other, like I was the moon and he was the ocean. I heard him pant softly. Breathe as if he were afraid of blowing away this magical experience.

  He picked up his pace again, but this time he wasn’t so much a wave, as much is he was a tight, twisting flood of warmth and heat. However he was moving, it made me feel like I was on the end of the sweetly rotating wand. That I was getting pleasured by some kind of magical aspect of him. And then he slipped out and away. But I only missed him for a moment.

  A new, thicker and meatier cock replaced him. Without opening my eyes, I knew it was David. His brother. He moved slowly at first as well. Asked me if I was okay, but it didn’t matter how slowly he moved, I still felt him more. Felt every stretch and pull of my pussy two or three times more than I had with Alex. And that was all due to David’s size and shape. Even without being fully buried in me I knew he would full me as full as I could be, his penis was built for deeper penetration. It was already scooping along my textures and ridges more forcefully than his brother’s.

  I breathed through it all, reminding myself that I could and would take this like a champ. That vaginas were flexible for a reason, and that the little prick of fear I felt would enhance my pleasure. Would make this even more enjoyable, because there was a little bit of risk.

  Still, David whispered to me. Asked me if I was okay, or if he should stop.

  I opened my eyes, watching him as he moved. Unlike his brother, he had both of my legs propped up on his shoulders. Alex was along Eric’s side of the bed, reaching over to stimulate my clit. Almost like he knew I needed to be distracted by softer, gentler touch.

  David eased himself forward into me more, watching me. Studying me. “Are you sure you’re all right? I can stop if you want me to stop, Gwendolyn.” He stopped his forward movement, daring me to lie to him.

  “It’s a bit much,” I said, “but I want you. I’ll get used to you. I’ll adjust,” I said, relaxing my hips and legs around him, around the prospect of more than a few extra inches.

  David didn’t look convinced. For a moment, he looked as though he might pull out. Might give me a break, but one challenging look from me stopped that. He obediently continued his forward push until there was no space left. Until I was stuffed with him in ways I hadn’t thought possible or as pleasurable as it felt.

  My pussy ached even more than she had with Alex, but not because of any lack of skill. David’s sheer size, like a jawbreaker candy, forced her to open more.

  “I’m going to start moving now,” he warned. “Please tell me if it becomes too much. Please tell me if you need me to slow down, and I will.”

  “Don’t worry,” I said listlessly, already throbbing over his huge length. Clenching over his wide, wonderful shaft.

  “Just keep fucking her,” growled Alex, the heat of climbing pleasure obvious in his voice. “Especially if you’re going to interrupt me.” With that, he forced out of a breath, and I watched he gave his dick more brutal strokes from his hand.

  David started moving in me. Conscientiously so, as if he were putting himself in my shoes. In the beginning, he barely moved at all. Just jerked himself back and forth, allowing my womb and insides to get use to him. My cervix to brush his tip some, before getting going.

  When he did move, it was in slow, deliberate motions back and forth. But his slowness didn’t matter. Again, his length played with all of my texture, all of my ridges in just the right way. Even while attempting not to be “too much” for me to handle, I was very quickly warming up to him. Awakening sensitivities and hungers for him, even with how slow he went.

  “More,” I said, surprised by what I had just said as much is he was.

  I heard David suck in a breath.

  Travis chuckled darkly.

  Alex groaned as if he were both happy I cracked the whip on his older brother, and sad that he didn’t get to participate directly.

  “I can handle more,” I said. “Please don’t worry, David! I can take whatever you dish out!”

  David didn’t say anything to this. He only held my ankles more firmly between his fingers, and began to rock earnestly in and out of me. As he did, I felt like I was being filled and emptied with a heavy, smooth meteor. I know it’s a weird image, but that’s the only way I can describe his heaviness. The weight and gravity of him inside of me, digging and “falling through” into deeper, unexplored parts of me.

  Instinctively, my pussy walls grabbed for him. Sucked in around him, as if they knew all about this kind of “falling” and wanted to cradle him. As my pussy clenched, I felt Alex’s fingers land on my clit with more energy. More pressure and speed, quickly whipping up the already-tingly and warm juice there.

  Between David moving forward and back along my ridges, pressing in and out of the opening to my womb, causing delicious discomfort to bloom in my pelvis, I was in heaven. I was close to curling into a little ball and exploding like magic. “Oh, God!” I gave a squealing moan, feeling my hands grip around the sheets. A moment later, my stomach tightened, followed by my hips and pussy.

  Tightness or not, David wasn’t pushed out. He didn’t go anywhere, and in fact, he picked up his pace. He growled with effort and lust as he moved, making sparks of sharp, liquid fire strike out along his length, and buried themselves in my pussy walls.

  My clit clung to Alex’s fingers as they combed and dug into me. Marked every stray bit of skin with want and need. Hunger for release.

  Again, I felt my hips and tummy shudder, but this time Travis pulled away completely from my neck. Went somewhere toward the foot of the bed.

  “Hurry up, David,” he said. “Some of us have only gotten blow jobs.”

  This only made David ride me harder and faster. It was so hard and fast, I felt my tits slapping up and down on me. My tummy and hips shaking under his speed, and my clit thumping with each touch of his balls against my lower lips and ass.

  Alex stroked my clit harder and faster, grabbing up a bit of my hood and mound as he did, rolling and twisting the skin in between his other fingers.

  I cried out, immediately feeling something in me unhinging. Unlocking and flooding up and outward toward the ceiling. I raised up, feeling this energy twisting and ripping through me, leaving no oxygen in my lungs. No mercy for my speeding, chugging heart.

  David kept going. Even when I clamped down on him as hard as I had ever clamped down on anything, and a wall of pleasure ripped through me. Splashed out of me like a tsunami — even then, he didn’t stop. He kept pounding in and out, until he didn’t. Until he groaned and cried and came inside me. I didn’t see much through my dizzy, delirious orgasm, but I saw him roll his eyes back. His gigantic penis thrust deep inside me and until spurts of cum filled my womb.

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sp; Alex fingered my hood and clit again, getting another quick, fiery star to burst in my core. Screaming like a wild banshee, I came again. I was rewarded with the feeling of Alex’s cock sliding into my depths again. He fucked me hard and fast, eager for his own release, now that his brother had gone. Rolling and bunching with tension, and then releasing quick, hot shoots of his own cum into me. Something he allowed to happen without ever leaving my clit alone.

  I came a third time, short and vicious, as he emptied himself into my womb, and looked satisfied with his work. With me, first and foremost. Himself, second.

  Travis scrambled onto the foot of the bed, pushing Alex out of the way. Even from where I was, even with trying to see through my multiple, virginal orgasms, I could see that he was already in dire need of release. That he was already straining to keep himself from bursting.

  I held my legs open and up for him as best as I could, looking at him between both of my knees. “Go ahead, Travis. Take your fill of me, sweetheart,” I said, really meaning it. He’d been denied the chance to taste me so far, and I wanted him to have it while I still had it in me to have one or two more releases.

  “With pleasure, babe,” he growled, and slid inside me. Unlike the other two, he didn’t wait or hesitate. In part because he was already so hungry, and then another, because I’d given him permission to take what he wanted. How he wanted, without worrying about me. “Oh, fuck,” he said, as he plunged into me, like sunlight plunging through the trees, “of fuck! Babe, you’re so tight! So fucking wet and tight, and after those two!” He hung his head, and began to pound me smoothly and quickly. “Fuck, Gwendolyn! You’re amazing!”

  His cock, while not as big around as the other two, was still a mouthful. But it moved like silk. Like polished metal in between my lips and along my ridges, already stimulated and ready to go again. I felt myself contract and roll against him. As I did, I whimpered. Moaned. Breathed quickly and shallowly, wanting to come with him.