by T. K. Lilley
“Logan, swap with me.” Logan hesitated behind me for a moment then sat me up off of him. “On second thought, both of you leave for a moment while I properly warm her up.”
“Fuck off, Heath, she’s ours.” Heath didn’t listen and picked me up in his arms off the floor. I caught a glimpse of shimmering wet puddle where Mimi was eating me out and felt a shade of shame.
“Why’d you let them do that?” He said into my ear from behind me. I shook my head. “Babe, everybody wants you but that doesn’t mean you have to let them.”
He grabbed my wrist and led my hand down his lower abs to his cock trapped inside his tight pants. He helped me to massage it and feel it throbbing there. I closed my eyes, hoping this time he didn’t leave me begging for more.
His lips grazed along the back of my neck and his fingers tickled along my naked curves. My nipples hardened instantly to his touch.
He moved me into the office, pulled a pillow of the sofa and placed it as a support underneath my hips. He bent my knees up, spreading my feet apart and I lay there, wondering what he was going to do to me now. I watched as he removed his shirt and tied it over my eyes.
All I could hear was the sound of a drawer opening and closing.
“Heath, you better not fucking leave me this time,” I said.
A few more moments went by and I began to wonder if he had. It wouldn’t surprise me if he’d left me here, blindfolded for someone else to find and have their way with me.
Lost in the thought that maybe I should get up and go, a hard, chilling cold object pressed against my entrance. I arched back. Heath’s hand grabbed my neck firmly and he pressed the object into me deeper.
“Holy shit,” he gasped. The rubbery object pummeled into me again, slightly deeper this time. It was still chilling cold but felt a nice change versus my sex that was currently on fire. He placed light pecks on my clit, then his tongue probed at it while the object entered me again even deeper. It was big, like a firm dick or a big dildo but who the hell keeps a dildo in an office drawer?
He shoved it in harder this time, filling me up and forcing the head of the object almost completely inside of me. It stretched me out while Heath continued to lick my labia up and down.
“You like it, babe?” I nodded. “You like fucking you like this?” I relaxed my pelvic floor, allowing him to properly fuck me with it, further into my channel, gliding easily in and out.
He heaved and puffed as the action grew tiresome. He pressed his tongue flat against my clit for a moment as he finished with some hard, final thrusts of the object.
On a final pull out, the object was promptly replaced by his warm, throbbing cock. I removed my blindfold and saw Heath on top of me, his head thrown back and eyes closed as he began to fuck me. Beside him lay a screwdriver with a glistening, wet handle. He thrust his cock deep once into my abyss, filling me with his vast breadth and length. I clawed at his rippling chest, thankful he was finally mine.
Three, manic thrusts later though and he stood up out of me and got me to my feet. I staggered for a while, trying to regain balance and wanting to punch him in his face.
“Seriously,” I said to him.
“What? Oh babe, that was just a warm-up.”
He removed all his clothing, grabbed my face in his and kissed me again. He pulled me in tightly and lifted me up. My knees were thrown into his inner elbows and I clutched my hands around his neck. His hard on easily found its way back inside of me and began pumping into my sopping cunt.
“Oh,” I whimpered. I arched back as far as I could to get the best angle for him to enter me with. He stared at my bouncing tits and I felt him throb harder inside of me, stretching my walls.
“You’re so tight, it’s so fucking hot,” he said.
He pumped and pumped, deeper and deeper inside of me. I cried out a soft wail, caught his eyes and moved my lips to his. I bit at his lower lip then danced my tongue into his mouth where he joined me. Gravity helped him move deeper in and my whole body grew tense.
I leaned into Heath’s ear and told him he was going to make me come. With that, he picked up his rhythm by holding my hips stable and jackhammered me from below. I moved my hand between us to quickly rub at my clit. My body tensed completely and my eyes looked up.
I came on him hard with Heath deep inside me, consuming me with his monster cock as the rest of the group watched on from the doorway.
“Oh, fuck yeah, fuck me!”
He kept thrusting as the pulses of my orgasm squeezed tightly around his member. His tongue dived into my mouth and he growled. His thrusts grew harder as he bounced me up and down in his arms, my pussy juices slapping between us.
I hugged him in close to stabilize myself and his teeth dug into my shoulder causing me to tug hard on his hair.
“Oh God. Cum inside me, Heath,” I whispered to him. He gripped tighter around my thighs with his hands and did a final, primal rabbit fuck of my hole.
“Suck my neck,” he ordered and I did so. Biting and sucking vampiricly, tightening my walls around him and moaning louder and louder until he exploded. I felt his warm load shoot up into my lower belly as he slowed his thrust and pulled me in close to him.
He lowered me so my feet were back on the ground and as soon as he did, fell to his knees. His breaths were rapid, his naked body shined with his sexy perspiration. His head rested against my hips while his right hand fondled my ass. My hands were in his hair, caring for him, trying to convey my feelings for him without actually saying them aloud.
I thought it was over then but before I knew it he had his middle finger inside of me again and he was massaging it against my g-spot. My knees bent slightly and I balanced myself by holding onto his shoulders. He started slowly, in and out, passionately massaging inside of me and gently kissing at my hip bone. His eyes looked past my legs toward the crowd on onlookers. He put in another finger and picked up the pace.
I closed my eyes and felt a new mouth suckle on my neck again.
What are they doing to me?
Manly hands fondled at my breasts and a naked cock slid up at the entrance to my ass. I leaned my head back and smelt Ryan’s aftershave. He kissed me over my shoulder, grabbing my jaw authoritatively in his hand. He held me in close to him as Heath began fucking me with all four of his fingers again. I felt their hot breath at each pole of my body. Who needed to take ecstasy when these boys were on tap for me?
Tempted by Ryan, I turned around to him, cradled his face in my hands and lifted my right leg up, wrapping it tightly around his waist. Heath’s hand slipped out but he continued to please me my eating out my ass. I felt a hard spit onto my asshole then his tongue dance up and down the sensitive pucker of it.
Ryan wrapped his hand around his erection and guided it inside my wetness. He was just as big as Heath and his furrowed brow and pursed lips in response to my tightness only made my nipples go rock hard for him. He noticed them pressing against his chest and leaned down to suck on them while he started gliding in and out of me.
Heath teased his finger on my asshole, pressing slightly into it. My eyes opened wide and I looked back to him.
“It’s okay, babe. Relax,” Ryan said to me as Heath kissed down my spine and pushed his finger deeper inside. Ryan sat still inside me for a while. I wrapped both arms tightly around him and pulled myself in closer. He picked up my other leg and wrapped it around his waist so my body was completely latched onto him.
Heath’s finger began fucking my asshole quicker. It felt uncomfortable at first but as I relaxed more and more into Ryan’s body, the better it felt. My face collapsed into the curve of Ryan’s shoulder and he kissed me affectionately on the head. He pulled out of me slowly then thrusted in again as Heath’s finger did the same.
My eyes widened again and I whimpered.
“Shh, it’s alright,” said Ryan as he watched Heath slide another finger into my ass. The slow thrusts of Ryan combined with the ever-quickening pace of Heath’s fingers had me hypnotized. My e
yes were open wide but I was staring at nothing, only focused on the sheer pleasure of the moment.
“I want his dick inside me too,” I whispered to Ryan. His hands responded, sliding down my waist to my ass cheeks and he spread them apart. Heath’s fingers pulled out as he gently guided me off Ryan’s cock and he lay down on the floor. I kept my eyes on Ryan who helped me down so my ass was squatting over the head of Heath’s dick. Heath moved some of my moisture down to my ass and I slowly sat down on him as it entered me.
“Ow,” I cried but continued releasing more and more of my weight down onto him.
Ryan aided me so that my back lay on Heath’s chest. Heath locked his fingers between mine and we picked my legs up by the knees, allowing Ryan to lay on top of us and fuck my soaking pussy again. He held his wide tip near the entrance then pushed all the way in. Heath started sliding his cock in and out of my ass while Ryan was in the front, picking up the pace in my moist tunnel. I closed my eyes, repeating to myself to relax and let it happen.
Ryan’s hand then began massaging at my clit and that was it; that was the maximum I could take. They both fucked me, heaving beneath me and on top of me, our faces all gobsmacked in a trance from how good everything felt. I lay there filled with two massive cocks and verged on a climax for a while as I took in how they both felt in me. I had never felt something so fulfilling. Heath spoke into my ear about how amazing I felt only made me want it deeper and harder.
Ryan massaged at my clit firmer with his palm and my legs shook.
“Oh, fuck!” I screamed and he persisted to rub me off while he fucked me harder. Heath’s hand was now around my throat as he lightly choked me while he licked at my ear. “Oh my God!” I couldn’t keep it in.
“Yeah, come for us, babe.” Heath hissed. My hands grabbed at Ryan’s hips to move him even further inside of me. He did just that as he fell to my breasts and sucked on my nipples.
I clamped down onto both of them, gasping for air through the chokehold Heath held me in. They both moaned with pleasure. Ryan slipped out because I was writhing so hard and began quickly whipping his wet cock up and down my pussy as I came. He didn’t stop nor did Heath pull out. The softness of Ryan’s cock head against my sensitive nubbin had me gasping for air. I sat up to witness what he was doing to me. He kept going in quick motions up and down.
Something that had never happened before happened again: I came again almost instantly, now screaming out of surreal pleasure. This one felt better than the first. Ryan began jacking himself off as he moved into kiss me and Heath did too. Our tongues were in an orgiastic throes as they both held me as tightly as they could, licking me, kissing me, biting me anywhere they could find.
I collapsed onto the floor into Heath’s tight embrace and Ryan moaned as he blew his load over my tits. He fell down beside us, unable to resist me as his hands massaged the cum all over my breasts and he slapped my face lightly.
The floor felt slippery and warm beneath our bodies. All I wanted to do was fall asleep right there between them but I had to stick to my promise. This was my last night with them. I had to go back home.
It was the morning after the weirdest but most amazing fuck of my life. I sipped on a double shot espresso and watched Heath come down the stairs. He caught my packed suitcase beside my feet instantly and bee-lined over.
“Going somewhere?” Heath said, raising an eyebrow.
“I’m going home.”
“No you’re not.”
He stroked at my hair but I had to move him away. “Heath, I have to. I’m tired. I can’t do this with you guys anymore.”
He moved back to me, kissing me sensually, his hand around the back of my neck and I took a moment to swoon beneath every tongue caress. Finally, I regained my senses and pushed him off of me.
He clutched my hand in his and held it tightly. I looked beyond him and saw Ryan coming down the stairs too trying to hold back a smile, his eyes to the floor.
“We’re going on a trip,” Heath said. “And you’re coming with us.”
Ryan kissed me on the head on approach. I smiled at him, lost in this fairytale.
“You guys are nuts,” I said.
“You’re not so sane yourself, sweetheart,” replied Ryan. I blushed and shyly pushed a piece of hair behind my ear.
“Ryan, time to color up. We’re taking little Katie for a ride.”
“I thought we already had.”
I playfully hit Ryan and know I can’t resist anymore, so what’s the point in trying?
What the fuck was I getting myself into?
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