by Katie Ford
And I wasn’t done yet either.
“God damn, girl,” came my raspy heave, jets of sperm still pumping down her throat. “Fuck fuck fuck. When you come, the suck force is even harder from your mouth.”
Because this girl was amazing. Hands down, absolutely the best we’d ever had. And I hadn’t even put my dick in her pussy yet.
Shit.
Panting, I pulled back slowly then. Katy’s eyes were dazed. My cream dripped from her open mouth. Her hands were pale with Nick's cum, ass splattered white with two men’s jizz. Oh yeah, the shower had made our girl dirty.
And the female’s eyes blinked slowly, looking from one massive male form to another.
“How does this keep happening?” Her chest heaved, pretty nipples still hard. “Why me?”
The answer was simple.
“Because you’re incredible, baby,” I growled, kissing her neck. “Come on. We’ll go get you clean. For real this time. Upsy-daisy sweetheart. It only gets better from here on out … I promise.”
And with that, it was back on again.
CHAPTER SIX
Katy
Alpha Prime didn't take my virginity from me. Oh no, they did much, much more.
Better even.
At least, I think.
Because they did everything but penetrate my pussy. They teased me with their massive cocks, making me take turns sucking them, pressing their giant dicks between my legs and then against my clit.
Oooooh.
It’d been so nice.
They didn’t fuck me, but how could anything top that?
Because it’s been half an hour, and yet I was still trembling. The shower had been sheer paradise, but it had to end sometime.
And after the session, I’d stumbled from their dressing room and made my way to my hotel on shaky legs.
It was a relief frankly. I don’t know what would have happened if I stayed in the same space as them.
Because we’d been wild. Absolutely dirty, rolling in the gutter again and again. Only now, I knew what their seed tasted like. I knew how their dicks felt in my mouth, against my snatch, and in my hand. Their hot jizz gushed over my cunt and down my thighs while cum was smeared all down my back.
It was amazing, but I wanted to feel them deep inside. Logically, sex was the next step. Because when I made the choice to work with the band, I made the choice to live an exciting life. So penetration was next, right?
My mother could no longer say that her daughter wasn’t living.
I’d had another shower when I got back to my room, but felt too keyed up to get in bed. Wearing the hotel bathrobe, my skin was flushed and overheated from the hot water. I leaned against the wall, looking out onto the city lights.
We were in a beautiful place. None of us had explored it, though. Nor would we. Sometimes, male bodies can be more beautiful than cities.
And yet, I felt dizzy standing here. Maybe it was the height, cars moving like ants below. But more likely, it was the men.
I couldn’t walk because of them and we hadn’t even had sex yet.
It will happen soon. Very soon.
They were probably at the hotel bar downstairs, drinking whiskey and relaxing. I stared at the door and willed them to walk in, three gorgeous alphas with gleaming blue eyes.
Wishes come true sometimes, right?
It all seemed so silly, but it was worth a shot.
Fuck me. Claim me, my mind begged.
A flush climbed up my chest and into my face as my pussy tingled. I felt like such a slut, wanting all three of them like that. Yet my folds dripped and quivered, needing to swallow them, and those old inhibitiosn seemed to matter less and less. Soon, I’d take them inside of me. One after the other. Maybe I could even take two at the same time. Or three?
One in my ass, one in my pussy, one in my mouth. Oh God!
I fell back against the wall and my mouth dropped open with the shock of it all.
Is this really happening? When my mother told me to live life, was this what she meant? I’ve never even thought about taking three men at the same time. It’s only something that happened in porn. Now I can’t imagine it any other way. One man will never be enough…
Because I knew that signing up as a personal assistant to Alpha Prime would mean a lot of one-on-one time with the rock stars, but I had no idea it was going to be this intense.
More like three-on-one time…
A shudder ran down my spine, remembering how they touched me after we stumbled out of the shower. It was a memory to cherish. They caressed my cheek, one after the other, and told me to rest up.
So thoughtful. So caring.
“We're going to the hotel bar to grab some drinks, Katy baby,” Mason had growled. “Relax. Watch some TV. Order some room service.”
“Pamper yourself,” Nick added. “It’s all on us, sweetheart.”
I had nodded, still in a daze from the shower. “Thank you.”
“But don’t disappear,” Trent commanded. “Stay in your hotel room. We might come up to tuck you in later. How long will you be up?”
“I-I don’t know. I’ll try to wait up for you.”
Try? I wouldn’t be able to sleep—not when there was a possibility that they would come visit me in the night. What did tucking me in entail? Would their dicks be involved?
Oh god. My pussy gushed at the thought. This was a dream come true, every dirty fantasy come to life.
Because the shower had been magnificent. With them, I came over and over again, nearly passing out countless times. All three men got me sticky and wet with their jizz, spurting like firehoses all over my sweetest spots.
What a night.
Because who lets men do that?
Some girls might have felt cheap, but I felt special. Millions of women wanted to be with these alphas, and yet they chose me.
Every day that I spent with Alpha Prime, my virginity was getting closer to being taken. More like busted with a hammer, pounded to smithereens.
And you know what?
The sooner the better.
I still wondered why they chose me when they could get girls like Mandy and Candy, those blondes from the Detroit show. Girls like those two could always get the sexiest men.
That wasn’t the case with Alpha Prime, though.
They wanted me. Plump, curvy me, with the mousy brown hair and shy smile.
Mason had stared at my ass like he wanted to shove his dick in it. I would have let him too. They all wanted to fuck me and more. What we would do together only happened in pornos.
But it was gonna be so much fun.
Alpha Prime was going to teach me about my body, every inch, every secret space.
I shuddered deep inside then, pussy moistening.
Those men are going to own me. But when? Will it be soon? Their dicks are so enormous that it’s almost scary. What if they rip me open? Can I handle it?
There were so many questions and so few answers. I had never been penetrated before, except with my fingers sometimes in the middle of the night. But that didn’t compare at all.
My insides trembled with fear.
So many possibilities.
Yet, the bad girl within had come alive. Because I wanted it. Even if it hurt a little.
What?
Pain? Me?
But yes, I craved it.
I could envision them holding me down and torturing me with the slow and steady press of their thick cocks in all my holes, tight and small. Oooh yeah. I squirmed against the wall, panties now sopping with juices.
How do they always get me so wet? When they’re not even here?
Because even with the potential pain, I wanted them. Over and over and over again.
The coolness of the wall pressed into my bare back. I should have been sleeping, but it was impossible.
Only an hour had passed since they teased me with the thick length of their dicks—rubbing against my softness while dripping pre-cum onto my curves. I’d begged them sh
amelessly to fuck me, but they’d laughed, making me shiver with ecstasy again and again.
And yet, my mind just wouldn’t settle down.
Which one of my alphas is best? I really can’t be sure.
They were all so kind—sexy too. I loved Mason's dick. It was thick and circumcised like a porn star. Like him, his manhood tasted just a little sweet, like pineapples even. I’d read in magazines that fruit could make man meat taste good. His joystick curved to the left and always seemed to aim for my hand, perfect for me to jerk it off.
Then there was Trent's cock. It was huge. Uncut too, unlike anything that I’d ever seen in the few porn movies that I’d watched throughout puberty. It felt bigger in my mouth, the veins pulsing and thick.
And Nick: his beautiful, purple dick pointed straight up. Like the others, it was massive and perpetually hard as a rock. In the shower, he pushed the throbbing organ between my boobs like that was the perfect receptacle. It was—but I think it would fit in my pussy rather nicely too.
Their cocks were all different, but so good. It was impossible to choose. I wanted them all.
And luckily, they wanted me too.
Happiness bubbled up like champagne.
Even though I was getting tired, there was a sweet smile on my face.
Me. Little Katy Baxter. Lucky little girl.
But suddenly, a knock sounded at the door, pulling me out of my stupor.
I darted a glance at the bedside clock. It was late, but not that late. After working with them for a few weeks now, I knew that they partied well in to the wee hours and they partied hard. Hard drugs were never involved. Alcohol was, though. They would drink all night and sleep it off the next day. Such is the life of a rock star.
So it was actually a little early for the alphas to turn in.
But maybe this was all part of the plan?
I opened the door, and gasped.
Because it was them. Mason, Trent, and Nick stood in the doorway grinning. Even Nick, and he never smiled, not even in pictures.
“H-hi,” I stammered, shocked. “You’re here early.”
“We couldn’t stay away,” Mason drawled as he looked me up and down. That massive shaft bulged obscenely against his jeans, the man not even bothering to hide it. “Not when a chick as hot as you was so close. We can drink whiskey any time. We can only drink Katy if she’s awake.”
“I-I—” My stammer was cut off by a smiling Nick.
He had actually smiled. It had lasted a whole minute, and that was probably more than the man had smiled in his entire life.
Is it because of me? Am I bringing this out in him?
It was an honor of sorts frankly. Happiness welled up inside once more.
“We were gonna drink all night and shoot the shit,” Nick growled. “But what's better than coming back up here to you?”
“Not a fucking thing,” Trent answered. “We’ll drink later.”
And just like that, the men were in my room. My heart pounded. Something was about to happen. I could feel it. Mason confirmed my suspicions when he closed the door behind them and dead-bolted it.
Trent plucked at the collar of my hotel bathrobe, tugging it aside to look inside. I flushed, still somehow nervous whenever I was with them.
They’ve made you come already. They’ve seen everything, including your pussy clamping and seizing with orgasm. Don’t be shy.
“I like this,” Trent said, tugging at the robe some more.
“You look cute,” Mason said. “Better than those khakis.”
“You look like you want to be ours,” Nick quipped wryly. “These are Alpha Prime colors.”
Because my robe was green and black, which happened to be the signature colors of the band. The upscale hotel chain had made green and black their standards too, so it was a happy coincidence.
Colors were the last thing on my mind, though. Three gorgeous men wanted to take me.
“Yeah. Are you ours, Katy?” Trent asked, bemusedly.
The heat of pleased surprise rose up swiftly in me. There was only one thing that I could say in return.
“Yes, I belong to you,” was my soft reply, a shy smile sweeping my lips. “One hundred percent.”
A possessive gleam entered those blue eyes.
“Good,” Mason growled. He untied my robe, fingers trailing over my skin in an electric path that made my pussy clench. Juices dribbled down my thighs and I whimpered. Waiting was sweet misery. My cunt was wide awake despite the fatigue in my muscles.
“Our little Katy,” Nick growled. “All in green and black.”
“Nude would be even better,” Trent grunted with a smirk.
The three rock stars advanced, male lions stalking their prey. Trent pushed me toward the bed. Each of them tugged off pieces of clothing as they moved closer. Oh yeah. Boots, jeans, designer t-shirts, leather jackets came off, until they were revealed in pure masculine glory.
I panted, eyes wide.
Because these men are unstoppable. Broad chests, with powerful arms. Burly shoulders that narrowed to a vee, with strong, tree-trunk thick thighs.
But most of all those cocks.
Hot, wet and dripping already, ramrods down for business.
So magnificent.
My tongue watered to taste them all.
“What do you want, baby?” Mason asked, brushing his thumb across my lower lip. He loved to do that.
“I want,” came my hesitant stammer, not knowing how to verbalize my carnal cravings. “I want…”
“Tell us, Kitty-Kat,” Trent urged. “If you don't say it, you won't get it.”
That jolted me upright.
“I want to feel you inside,” were my rushed words. “Deep inside. Please.”
Oh god, had I really said that? Like some kind of super slut?
But the three men grinned, inordinately pleased.
“Sure,” Mason rumbled before leaning down to nibble my bare throat. His breath smelled of whiskey. “All you have to do is ask, Katy baby. If you’re ready, then we’re ready.”
Trent scraped long, black hair back from his face, eyes penetrating my very soul.
“You know we belong to you as well, sweetheart. Even if you’re the one wearing our colors.”
And with that, the man threw me onto the bed, my curvy form bouncing and jouncing.
What in the world?
Had he really tossed me around like I weighed nothing?
But it was true. These men are strong alphas, and my weight was nothing to them.
Alpha Prime advanced, three male bodies hard and ready to take. I licked my lips with excitement and opened my mouth, ravenous suddenly.
Trent’s dick was first.
Huge. Pulsing. So hard.
I licked the damp head, sucking it like a lollipop.
Mmm. Soft and yet rigid at the same time.
My pussy fluttered with desire, getting slick and eager. I sighed and reached out for Mason and Nick then. A thick piece of meat slid into my left hand, the head wet with lust. Sighing, I rubbed it.
“She's going to fucking kill me.” Nick groaned. “Can you die from coming too much?”
The hard dick jerked in my hand, a small spurt wetting my palm. A moan escaped my lips as I leaned back onto the bedspread, eyes closed.
This was heaven. I had a dick in my mouth, and another in my hand. Where was the other? My right hand reached around blindly, grasping at air.
But nothing came.
Because the men cared about me.
“She's tired,” came a low, masculine voice. “Let her rest up.” Who said that? I couldn't tell who because my eyes were closed and they all sounded so similar. The dick in my mouth drizzled over my tongue sweetly, as I swallowed and moaned softly once more.
But the male voices kept talking.
“Yeah, our girl is sleepy. Let’s go and let her get some rest.”
The cock in my mouth popped out of my mouth. No!
An unhappy mewl escaped my mouth, and I re
ached for it, trying to find my lucky joystick. Fortunately, a dark chuckle rumbled through the room and the shaft slid between my lips again, rubbing over my tongue.
Hmmm. Perfect.
My eyes fell closed.
“She's such a natural cock slut,” a male tone from somewhere above me. “I love it.”
By now, I was so tired that the voices were blending in my head. And yet happiness coursed through my exhausted body, my form floating on a cloud.
“When we fuck her pussy, she's going to love it too,” another male rasped.
“And you'll be in heaven.”
“We’ll be in heaven.”
“Shit. I can't wait,” came that hoarse, desperate tone.
But another stepped in, commanding and dominant.
“But we will wait.”
“Until tomorrow then.”
My eyelids refused to lift so I could see exactly what was going on. But spicy, masculine scents permeated the haze surrounding my brain, and I sucked happily on the cock in my mouth.
So good. So warm. So delicious.
Because there was no place else in the world but here with the three rock stars. Touching them. Feeling them. Smelling them. The raven-haired men were perfect.