by Katie Ford
Holy fuck.
Heat shot up my spine. I grabbed the base of my cock hard to stop myself from popping off like a school kid. She was so sexy, so irresistible.
We’ll never find one like this again, I thought. A virgin made just for us, feeding our pleasure. Oh shit.
I dropped to my knees and inhaled the delicious smell of her cunt. She was ripe and ready for sure. And the sight was enough to make any guy come. Katy, with a cock in each hand, sucking one after the other, her eyes closed with bliss.
Oh yeah. She deserved to feel good.
And without any hesitation, I shoved her dress all the way up and latched my mouth onto her pussy, seizing her clit between my teeth.
“Nick!” the innocent girl screamed, looking down at me for a moment, hands working on the other two dicks like a machine. “Oh god, Nick!”
But our little girl wasn’t gonna get any quarter. Scowling up, I sucked her clit even harder. It grew rigid between my lips, those doe eyes rolling back into her head.
But my bros are needy. Mason grabbed her hair and pulled her mouth back onto his champagne-covered dick like the selfish bastard that he was. The visual was enough to make me almost blow my load.
Creamy fluid drizzled down her chin like icing on the most delicious cake in the world.
Our cake. Our girl.
And I couldn’t get enough. I bent back down and ate her pussy more, lapping at the steady stream of honey oozing from those soft folds. Never had ambrosia so delicious entered my mouth. She groaned loudly, stuffing both Trent and Mason’s cocks into her mouth then, cheeks stretched wide.
Holy shit. A double suck?
My balls throbbed with their load, ready to empty into her.
She’s so slutty. So beautiful. Unbelievably amazing.
With a moan of appreciation, I slid my tongue deep into her snatch then came back to suck her clit into my mouth vacuum-style. And suddenly, Katy came with a scream, gushing juices flooding my mouth. Her hips jerked against the couch, pumping like mad.
But did our girl let up? Naw. Like a champ, the brunette kept sucking those two dicks in tandem, sloppy and hot. I could see my boys were about to cum if she didn't stop—but that wasn't what we were after right now.
Because Katy was getting it good this time. I stood, towering over the tiny female. The guys knew what I was ready for, and they backed up as well, their cocks exiting her mouth in a series of pops.
“No!” Katy mewled, reaching out desperately for each fuck-stick. “I want more!”
The guys stayed out of reach.
“You'll get more, baby,” I growled into her pussy, tonguing her so she was nice and loose and ready. “You'll get more than you ever had in your life.”
The bodacious woman was too far gone in her pleasure to really listen. So I jerked my head at Mason and he quickly undressed her, exposing massive breasts and a full ass.
Because Katy was completely naked underneath that dress, clearly ready for what we had in store for her.
Our Katy. Our sweet little cock-slut.
We moved her around to kneel on the couch on all fours. I maneuvered myself behind Katy, grabbing my dick firmly in one hand, and testing the wetness of her pussy with the other. She was soaking.
Trent lay under her on the couch, sucking her tits and rubbing her sweet clit. She moaned and whipped her head back and forth, brown curls flying all over the place. Sweat poured down her back.
“Mason! Trent! Nick!”
With her ass in the air and Trent sucking her tits, our Kitty-Kat was already swallowed in rapture and close to coming. Aw fuck yeah.
“Oh God!” she cried out. “Oh oh oh!”
“We have more for you, Kitty-Kat,” I growled. “Much more.”
“We're going to fuck you, baby,” Mason rasped. “Just like you asked for yesterday—and you're going to love it.”
And at that moment, I grabbed her thick hips and shoved my dick hard into her womanhood.
She shrieked from the pain but Mason's mouth captured the sound just as Trent pinched her clit. I held myself still, giving her a chance to stretch and adjust. But she wasn’t having it.
“Nick!” our sex goddess panted my name and twisted her hips, trying to take me deeper. “Oh! Oh oh oh!”
“Give it to her, Nick!” Mason growled. “Don’t make her wait.”
Her pussy clenched around my shaft, and since she begged so nice, what was the point of holding back? It was time to give the girl everything. Like a fucking machine, I pounded into that tight, sweet twat.
Once, twice, three times—and again and again and again.
Shit!
Already, my balls tingled on the verge of an explosion.
Kitty-Kat moaned, her body jerking back and forth on the seat with the hammering of my rod inside her. Trent sucked her titties ravenously, his cock hard and thick, a fuck pole waiting for its turn. Nick kissed her through the hard ram, soothing the sweet girl.
“Shhh,” he rumbled against her lips. “It gets better, we promise.”
And pussy was so tight and wet that it didn’t take me long. Another couple of thrusts into that wet pink slit and I lost it.
“Fuck!” I roared, shooting deep, load after load of cream blasting into her slick channel. “Take me, baby. All of it!”
“I’m coming,” she cried. “I’m come— oh!”
Our girl wailed long and loud, squeezing me tight with her pussy walls.
But instead of riding her orgasm, I pulled back, letting Trent get his turn. My dick dripped still, sperm pooling on the plane’s carpet.
But did we care? Naw, that’s why flying private is so nice.
Because my bud was on it next.
“Gimme that pussy, Katy baby,” Trent growled from beneath her.
Groaning, I grabbed those thick hips and positioned her leaking pussy over our front man’s meat. Oh yeah, my sperm was still rolling from her folds when Trent did his thing.
“Oh!”
Because the girl was amazing. Katy opened her pussy around him, swallowing all ten veiny inches, and then settled on top like a born jockey.
“Oh! Oh!” came those squeals.
Already filled with my cum, her cunt squelched around Trent’s hard shaft. I loved that sound, it’s so fucking rancid.
Because Katy was unlike any girl we had ever had before, her tits flying as she bounced on top of Trent's cock. He grabbed her hips and pushed up inside, that handsome face straining. And Katie loved it.
“Fuck me! Fuck me!” she panted, legs spread wide. “Don’t stop!”
Katy looked so decadent and debauched, our gorgeous girl in every way. Pretty curls flew around her face, sticking to the sides with sweat.
“Drink this baby, drink this down with the taste of our dicks,” Mason encouraged.
And as she moaned, he poured champagne into her open mouth, kissed her, and worshiped those pretty pink lips. She lapped up the champagne while Trent slammed into her from below.
Slap, slap, slap.
And finally, my man roared. Trent came like a hurricane. Scratch that. He came like a level ten hurricane boiling up the Gulf Coast, jerking his hips with a mighty roar.
The initial spurt of semen only sent Katy over the edge.
“Oh” she cried, pussy spasming hard. “Oh yes! I’m coming again!”
“Ride my dick,” Trent gasped from below. “It’s all yours, sweetheart. Unnh!”
But there was still one more dick, and Trent knew the rules. So fuckshaft still blasting baby batter, he shifted her off his pole, the girl’s eyes going wide even as her pussy spasmed and clamped around air.
“Wha--?” was her gasp. “Why?”
But the answer came all too soon.
Because while Katy was poised in midair, Mason pushed his shaft into her. That’s right, the girl was still trying to sit down when suddenly she was speared, a mighty penis entering her hole
“Ahhhh!” she screamed wildly, eyes rolling back in her head. “Unn
nh!”
And oh shit, it was good to watch. Because the girl leaned back, that slutty puss dripping two men’s semen. And Mase didn’t care at all. He continued to pummel, our jizz running down his ball sack.
“Fuck,” he roared. “Fuck fuck fuck.”
“Mason!” Katy cried out. “Unnh!”
God! She loves it so much.
“Take my dick,” he growled, tugging her hair. “You love this dick, tell me you love it!”
“I love it!” she panted breathlessly. “I love your dick in me. I love all your dicks! Oh!”
And just like that, my bro came too, pumping like a motherfucker. Katy screamed again, her pussy milking him wildly, boobs bobbling up and down like giant sacks of cream.
Shit, the sweet thing had just taken three massive fuckshafts into that dirty snatch. Three loads of cum were swirling in her fertile channel, the jism of three men.
And yet the brunette was unfazed.
“I want you so much!” she cried, face a mask of ecstasy. “More!”
And just like that, it was done.
Shit. Our girl was no longer a virgin for sure. She’d just serviced three massive alphas, draining our dicks of hot, goopy semen.
Shit.
I grabbed the brunette before she could collapse onto the floor. And with Katy held gently in my strong arms, I walked to the bedroom suite at the back of the plane and set her down tenderly, admiring that innocent beauty.
Of course innocence has its limits. Katy was oozing three men’s come at the moment, shuddering and flushed from pleasure.
I went to the bathroom to grab a cloth for her, but Katy jerked upright for a moment.
“Don't go, Nick,” she begged me. “Stay!”
“I'll just be right back, sweetheart,” was my soothing murmur.
In the bathroom, I grabbed a couple of cloths and wet them with warm water. She would need warmth and comfort after being worn out like that. I threw two of them at Mason and Trent, and then gently knelt between our girl's thighs. Soft whimpers of satisfaction and pleasure left her throat as the soft material dabbed between her legs. It was almost like she wanted more.
Does this chick have a stronger sex drive than we do?
“You guys are amazing,” she whispered, spreading her legs even further and baring the pink. “Really amazing.”
But I wasn’t biting. She needed rest.
And clean now, Trent lay down next to her, then Mason too.
Because Katy was grateful, but Mason, Trent, and I knew the truth. We were the lucky ones. Three fortunate men managed to stumble onto a once in a lifetime opportunity. How often does a personal assistant become someone really special? A girl who meets your every need, not to mention those of your brothers?
Katy was soft, sensual and sweet, all rolled up in one. Business and pleasure, screams and mewls together.
She’s the best thing that ever happened to us.
But were we the best thing for her? After all, we’re Alpha Prime. We use females and discard them without a second thought. It’s our way of life, and has been for decades.
Was Katy gonna be okay once we went our separate ways?
Or was this whole thing fucked from the start?
CHAPTER EIGHT
Mason
“The john is nice in this place. Real fancy,” I grunted.
Dropping into a seat at the table, I shot a look at Nick and Trent. The venue was L.A. and the restaurant was packed, filled with a mixture of celebrities and ordinary rich people. But damn, this steak. Tasty, and definitely the best we’d had in a long time.
Because I checked on Katy after using the john. After our mile high session on the plane, we had a round of interviews and TV shows. That was just a regular part of being in California, but I wanted to make sure our girl was okay all the same.
Losing it the first time can be tough.
Losing it the first time to three men can be a fucking vortex.
She had to be teeming with emotions, that sweet pussy sore.
Poor thing. Katy would get used to it soon enough though.
Because after I saw the tinge of blood along the side of my cock, I knew it was on. We weren’t gonna stop, no way no how. Not even if God himself intervened.
“How's our girl?” Trent asked with a lift of his eyebrow.
“She's good,” I grunted. “Exhausted after running around with us today, but I told her to just chill at the hotel for now.”
“Good. We put her through a lot yesterday,” Trent smirked. “Let her get some beauty sleep.”
“Shit, what did we ever do before we bought that airline?” I asked rhetorically.
“Elite Air,” Nick interrupted. “It’s Elite.”
“And what did we do before we had Katy?” growled Trent. “I’ll take one of her over the fifteen different stewardesses that tried fucking us in the airplane bathroom before.”
It’s true. We’re approached all the time, even when the ladies are on the job.
“Yeah,” I said with a laugh. “But this is definitely the way to go. First class? Please, it’s all about the next level.”
And with that, there was silence, all three of us thinking to our best girl.
Because I loved having Katie around.
She was a good girl. A sweet girl. The sexiest fuck this side of life and I don't even know how we'd managed to find her—or how Helena managed to find her.
Our manager was getting a helluva Christmas present and a big bonus this year for our hard work.
But trust Nick to throw a wrench in things.
“As much as I love having her around, don't you think we're fucking up her life here?” Nick looked at me and Trent over his empty plate. “This can’t be good for the female.”
“What do you mean?” was my grunt. But the dread in my veins told the whole story. I knew.
“She deserves better than us,” Nick shrugged. “What do you think? She’s eighteen and was a virgin until we got our cocks into her. She's young and inexperienced. We’re kind of taking advantage of her naivety and…I don’t know. It feels wrong, I guess. She deserves a loving, devoted husband and a bunch of kids, not three bastards like us that are just using her for sex.”
I glared at him, blue eyes flashing.
“Come on, Nick. Why you gotta be such a fucking downer?” was my growl. “We were having a good time.”
But by the look on Trent's face, I knew he was thinking seriously about what Nick just said. His lip curled, staring at the tablecloth.
Sure, I get it.
I’m a protective bastard. Plus, I genuinely cared about the girl. She didn’t compare to our other quick fucks, not even close.
Maybe Katy deserved a man who could give her a normal life. Babies, a desk job, a simple house in the suburbs. But wasn’t it okay to play for a while? Who was I to judge?
The three of us were silent for a moment, the waiter pausing with a question on his lips. But we waved him away before the words came.
And finally, I had to say it.
“You're right, Nick.”
“Yeah,” Trent nodded, expression stern. “She deserves better than us.”
Fuck. We found our perfect girl, and just like that, she’ll be gone.
“We should let her go, then,” Nick growled. “And soon.”
Shit, this sucked. The air evaporated from my lungs, making it hard to breathe. My limbs felt cold and lifeless. And what was the point anyways?
She couldn’t take her virginity back.
“After the show in ‘Frisco,” Nick spoke abruptly.
I turned to stare at him. Was he serious? Did he really think that we’d be ready to give up Katy so soon?
But we were interrupted then.
“Alpha Prime! Oh my god!” A chick’s scream jerked me out of my haze of depression. A thin blonde thing ran up to us, fake boobs jiggling. “I love you guys so much!”
The girl slapped her hands to her chest, clasping her hands together to smash her boobs
together and make them look bigger. She was skinny with a lot of blonde extensions, and to most dudes, she would probably be pretty. I knew well enough what fake tits looked like, though. None of us wanted to touch that.
“Thanks, honey,” came my smooth voice. “Appreciate it.”
I wanted to kick her to the curb but forced myself to be chill.
“You guys are my absolute favorites!” she gabbled. “You have to know that.” The girl reached out and grabbed a passing waiter, shoving an expensive phone in his hand. “Take my picture with them.”
Shit.
Well, at least the girl was nice enough to wait until we were done with dinner.
We all stood up to take a picture with the groupie and I smiled and flirted because it was my job. My heart wasn't in it but hey, what did that matter?
The chick ran off once she saw that none of us were interested in fucking her. And once she was gone, we sat back down.
“I guess it's back to eating hamburger once we give up this steak, huh?”
Nick blinked, looking confused but Trent got what I was saying right away. He poked at the leftover piece of steak on his plate. Rubbery and disgusting.