by Lana Hartley
I put my hands on my hips.
“I know you guys have your plan all worked out, but I don’t think I’m going to be able to move under all this cash, let alone smuggle it anywhere.”
“Good point, Lacey,” Sam nods, looking me over. “We should get you to walk around a bit. Just to make sure it all stays in place.”
I sigh and roll my eyes. I absolutely adore the singular focus these guys have when it comes to fucking me. The attention is unbelievable, beyond even my wildest fantasies.
But at the moment, I can tell they’re hardly listening.
“Give me a hand here.”
Charlie has started easing up the main edge of the bra across my chest to slip notes underneath. He lets it go with a gentle slap, and the notes are trapped, hanging straight down against my belly.
Adam and Sam start doing the same. I can hardly move my arms with the notes stacked across my shoulders. I take a deep breath and try to move my arms.
“Don’t move, Lacey! Whoa. That was close.” Sam pats my breast near where he’s working.
“But guys, if I can’t move—”
“Don’t worry,” Adam moves around to face me. “We just want to see how much we can attach. We’ll keep working on it until it’s nice and comfortable for you.”
“Okay,” I decide to let them keep going.
The pretty dark green bra and panties set looks ridiculous—pulled out of shape. My breasts are up too high and not straight. I’ve got lumps on my ass.
I start giggling again, just thinking about the ridiculousness of the situation I’m in.
As I start laughing, I can feel the bra pulling tight. The notes shiver against me. They feel kind of nice. Slick and smooth.
“Lacey, don’t move.” Adam grins. Notes are starting to slip out of the bra and float to the floor.
“I can fit a few more up here.” Charlie holds out his hand, and Sam passes him a stack of cash.
Both Sam and Adam examine me from different angles, trying to see if they can fit in another note or two.
Charlie moves around to the front, carefully putting a third layer of notes under the bra. I can feel the elastic stretching to its limit. The front of the bra is just knitted together with fine lace.
“Uh, guys.” I look down, seeing the edges of the bra straining.
Sam and Adam are both fiddling with opposite shoulders. Charlie is focused on slipping notes around my belly.
“Guys!”
They still don’t look up.
Then it happens.
Sam, Adam, and Charlie all lift the bra at the same time from different angles.
There’s a loud pop, like a pillow being jumped on and exploding.
The bra pops open at the front and on one shoulder.
Cash flies in all directions, a spectacular shower of greenbacks.
The boys look up, faces shocked and surprised.
Standing here, as fluttering notes crumple and hit the floor, bra hanging off of one shoulder, I start to laugh.
The boys put their arms around me and burst out laughing, too.
Charlie leans in and kisses me, and I’m being held by my three boys, passionately kissing, powerfully aroused, in a fluttering fall of endless money.
Chapter 25
Lacey
Charlie keeps kissing me, hands stroking over my breasts and arms. He pushes what’s left of the bra off and on to the floor. I can feel Sam and Adam both kneeling down, pulling my panties off.
Charlie puts his arms around my waist, drawing me close to him. He kisses me deeply, one hand coming up to stroke my face. With my eyes closed, I rock my head back.
I’m drowning in sensation. Charlie massages my tits, one in each hand. My nipples brush against his palms, getting painfully hard. Sam is behind me, kissing my neck and shoulders, running his hands down my arms.
I feel Adam running a hand up my leg. I’m pressed between Charlie and Sam, there is almost no room to spare, but I manage to get my legs open, just a little, so Adam can reach my throbbing pussy.
He probes with his fingers just as Charlie starts kissing me again. His tongue explores my mouth, hot and wet. My pussy is so wet already, I can feel myself getting hot all over. Adam’s fingers slip inside easily, probing me gently.
A moan slips out of me and I tremble, knees buckling. Too much. Too much pleasure. I let myself sink down, looking for more pressure from Adam’s fingers. Sam and Charlie start to gently push me down by the shoulders, supporting me so I don’t fall.
Sam kneels behind me, catching me in his arms, letting me lean against him like a big comfy chair. Charlie watches, pulling off his jacket, as Adam runs a hand up my leg. He pulls the panties off my ankles and keeps sliding his hand upwards.
He leans over me like a hungry predator, grinning. While I lean against Sam’s knees, Adam starts fingering me again. He teases at the entrance with two fingers, sliding around, encouraging me to move as I beg for more.
With two fingers in my pussy, he uses a thumb to rub my clit. I gasp and grab his hand, rubbing myself against the pressure with short strokes of my hips. I lean back against Sam, throwing myself down with my legs open, inviting Adam in deeper.
He pushes in hard with three fingers, leaning down to seal his lips around my clit. My hips buck up and down, and Adam uses his free hand to press down on my belly, keeping me still as he teases my clit with his lips and tongue, fingering my pussy with firm thrusts.
Sam starts caressing my shoulders, leaning over to play with my nipples. He brushes his fingers lightly across each breast, making the nipples jump up and beg for attention. Then, once they are high and pointing, he pinches them lightly, twisting them a little. I jerk against the floor, held down by both Adam and Sam.
Charlie comes over, jacket off and shirt unbuttoned. He kneels beside me and leans down to kiss me.
The kiss is so soft, so sweet and gentle, compared to the firm pressure from the other two, I feel my hips go loose and my knees fall open. Adam takes advantage, pushing his fingers in deeper, stretching my wet pussy out while he sucks my clit. Sam pinches my nipple, just a bit too hard.
Charlie lingers, kissing me deeply, flicking his tongue against mine. Then sweetly, gently pressing his wet lips closer and letting them slide.
I can feel myself coming. Adam feels it, too, and starts thrusting hard with his fingers, greedily eating my clit. He times the pumping of his hand to the trembling he can feel in my body.
Sam watches me, smiling, trying to follow Adam’s rhythm. Charlie pulls back and looks into my eyes.
He doesn’t look away, just slowly gazes over my face, my breasts, down at Adam working on me. He brings his eyes back up and looks me right in the face as I come. I can’t hold the contact, my head thrown back against Sam, my arms clawing at the floor, hips jerking up and down as Adam tongues my clit.
He keeps pumping with his hand until my trembling subsides. He looks up at me with a grin, kissing my hip gently as he gets up on his knees.
“How do you feel, gorgeous?” Adam asks. I grin wickedly.
“Like I need to return the favor.” I push up off Sam, sitting up then letting myself fall forward into Adam’s lap. I get the belt and fly undone and his cock pops out, huge, high and throbbing.
I look at it for a few seconds, savoring the look of it and feeling so incredible that he gets that hard for me. All of his arousal has been generated by pleasing me, and that makes my pussy throb.
I carefully take the head into my mouth, rolling it across my tongue before plunging my head down. Adam groans, putting a hand gently on the back of my head. I try to get a better angle and my hand slips on a note. They’re everywhere, slippery, slick greenbacks. Adams hand grabs mine as I get my balance back.
But I’m not distracted from my task. I’ve got his cock right down my throat, deliciously pressed against my tongue, and I’m not letting it go until I taste that sweet juice.
My tongue rolls against the thick hard shaft as I work slowly up and
down. My hands are braced on the floor as Adam kneels. Behind me, someone touches my upraised ass.
As I suck Adams cock down my throat, I feel lips touch my pussy. I’m not sure who, but someone has decided to take advantage of my ass. I feel warm hands grip my hips as a wide, hot mouth opens over my wet pussy.
I slide my knees open as far as I can, pushing my ass upwards even higher. The warm, rough hands slide across my hips, grabbing my butt cheeks and pulling them gently apart. The thick wet tongue roams up and down, from pussy to ass, savoring everything in between.
Breathless, eyes running, I throw my head up and moans burst out of me. I have been dying to express my pleasure mumbling around Adams cock. I’m so distracted by that hot thick tongue exploring me, I can’t do anything but rock back against it.
I notice out of the corner of my eye that Sam is lying on the floor watching, head propped up on one hand. So, it must be Charlie eating me out. He’s starting to lick deeper, mouthing at the inner lips. With his hands, he rocks my hips slowly back and forth as his tongue dives deep.
Adam puts a hand on my head, guiding me back to his cock. I look up at him, eyes wide and dewy, face flushed, as I fold it into my mouth with my tongue. I keep looking at him as I tease the head, only closing my eyes when I put all of my attention on sucking his cock down my throat as far as I can.
Just then Charlie starts playing with my ass, tongue still deep inside me, slipping around on my engorged lips. I try to moan and only mumble around Adam’s cock. Adam leans back a little, opening his legs up to push his cock higher.
Behind me, Charlie’s lips and tongue go away. He grips my hips tighter as he starts to tease up and down with his cock.
He starts sliding it in, massive, thick hardness forcing my wet lips open, such a tight fit, only possible because I’m dripping wet. Adam grabs the back of my head at exactly the same time. Charlie starts slowly sliding his cock in and out, treating me to its full length.
Adam starts to groan as he pushes my head down, pumping me up and down. He lets out a series of shuddering gasps, holding my head down. I feel his cock go extremely hard and stiff as it starts to pump, and I swallow hard. My tongue presses against the shaft as I gulp down his juice.
Adam lets go, leaning back, breathing hard. I keep running my tongue just gently around the head, sucking on it and teasing it with my lips. Adam shudders, moaning, finally falling against the floor.
Charlie swings his hips back and forth, pressing his body against mine, gripping my hips. He’s in no hurry as he treats my pussy to soft, sure strokes, incredibly slowly.
I grin over at Sam.
“You could fit in right here.” I point in front of me to Adam’s spot. Sam grins and moves over, undoing his pants as he slides in underneath me. He stretches both his legs out under my arms, pulling off his jacket as he lays flat under me.
His cock pokes high and straight, pointing right at my face. I look up the delicious length of his body, the fine, tight abs, the rock hard pecs…His biceps bulge as he puts his hands behind his head, looking down at me with a grin.
Charlie ups his pace, just a little. He starts to alternate between long, slow strokes and a few short, hard ones. I can feel my pussy gripping him, hot, wet and tight, getting tighter almost, as my muscles fight against his hardness.
Adam lies down beside us, reaching out to play with my tits as they swing wildly. Still fully dressed he positions himself underneath me so he can mouth and lick my nipples.
I look down at Sam’s cock and smile.
I’m so happy.
I open my mouth wide and suck his cock down my throat.
Chapter 26
Lacey
Sam lets out a long, shuddering moan as I devour his cock. He cradles my head gently, with two hands, rubbing my hair. He’s delicate and gentle. Behind me, Charlie is not so gentle.
He’s starting to thrust hard and fast, our bodies making sharp noises as they come together. The motion makes it too hard for me to focus on Sam’s cock and I have to stop, rearing up high. Adam keeps mouthing at my tits as my arms start to shake.
As Charlie puts in his final thrust, moaning, gripping my hips, I fall flush on to Adam’s face. I lay there, panting; arms and legs shaking as Charlie pulls out.
“Oh, dear,” Charlie laughs. “I think you killed Adam with your tits.”
I grin up at him. “I don’t hear him complaining.”
From underneath me I feel Adam’s lips move against my breasts. He mutters something that sounds like, “I’m not”. He shakes his head for emphasis, slapping my tits back and forth.
I roll over, notes sticking to me and fluttering around us. Charlie has taken off his pants and is only wearing his shirt with the buttons undone. His dark hair and eyes look very dramatic against the white business shirt setting off his pale skin.
Adam rolls over, wrapping an arm around me and pulling me close. I snuggle into him and Sam fumbles out of his pants quickly to curl up against my back.
I lay between them, Adam’s clothes a luxurious sensation, contrasting with Sam’s nakedness behind me. I breathe in the deep, clean scent of them, loving the feeling of their hands stroking my skin.
I feel Sam’s cock rubbing against my ass. I lean forward, wrapping one arm around Adam. Sam immediately shifts into a better position and starts teasing my pussy and ass with his cock. Under me, Adam starts working on his own belt.
For a few minutes we are a jumble of sweaty limbs and twists of clothes. Notes get stuck to us randomly, lifting up on a patch of forearm, thigh or shoulder. They flutter around us, making a soft surface that crackles slightly as we roll across them.
Adam lies on his back again, wearing only his shirt. He leans towards me, pressing his cock against my clit. From behind, Sam gently slides his cock into my ass.
He’s so big and hard. I forgot, he’s the only one that hasn’t come yet. I got distracted right in the middle of his blow job. I grip Adam tightly, moaning as I press my head into his chest. Sam gasps with pleasure, gripping my shoulders and starting to thrust, very slowly.
Adam takes my face in his hands, kissing me deeply. I loosen up all over, the tension I had built only seconds earlier bleeding away, and leaving me a hot mess of lust. I wriggle until I can throw a leg over Adam’s hip. With small thrusts of my hips, I invite him inside.
Adam reaches down, never missing a chance to slide his hard cock against my engorged clit. I let out a breathy moan that sounds like a laugh. It’s a sound of pure pleasure, a sound of appreciation that means more than both laughing or sexual moans.
As Adam slides his cock into my wet pussy, I realize, I’m in deeper than I wanted to be. It was a bit of fun. A wild story to tell about how I lost my virginity and how adventurous I was. The only sounds I expected to make were exclamations of joy and moans of pleasure.
I never imagined the boys would actually become dear to me. That the intimacy of the moment would come to mean as much as the thrill. As Adam strokes lightly, caught at a bad angle for full penetration, I look into his eyes.
He’s so soft and caring, his eyes wide and full of appreciation. I feel his cock swelling, getting thicker as I look into his eyes. Sam is pushing my shoulders forward, starting to thrust even harder now. I grip Adam’s shoulders and keep looking into his eyes as Sam begins to shudder and gasp.
I can’t maintain the eye contact. I have found with this little experience I’ve had, keeping my eyes open makes it more intimate. But with my eyes closed, the sexual sensations are so much stronger.
I lean forward, kissing Adam hard. I put all my feeling into the kiss, grabbing at him as I start to cry out from Sam’s momentum. My hot, throbbing pussy clenches hard around Adam’s cock, all my muscles down there going into fits from the sensations.
Their big hard cocks press into my most tender, most sensitive places. I thrash between them, letting go of Adam, letting my hands fly free, fingers fluttering. My eyes flicker open and closed, and I can hear my moans turning into s
creams.
“Fuck yes, oh, fuck yes. Lacey, you are so hot!” Sam rams his cock home, once, twice, three times and I can feel the jerking that comes with his hard gasping, letting me know he’s done. He rolls away from me on to his back, breathing hard and sweating, red-faced.
Adam gently pushes me over, rolling with me so our bodies stay in contact. I lay under him, grinning up with lazy, half-lidded eyes. He braces himself against the floor above my shoulders, holding his gorgeous body over mine.
Slowly he starts to rock his hips back and forth. Just gently, making slight movements. His cock moves inside me, my wet muscles coming alive and gripping at him.
“I think my pussy has a mind of its own.” I gasp out, unable to believe the amount of orgasms I can generate down there. To think, not so long ago, I had never had one at all.
Well. Maybe one or two. On my own. But not like this. Not world ending, wall shaking, body slamming ones like these.
And all it takes is one look at my boys—their eyes, their lips, their bodies, to start my fire up again. I lay back against the floor, writhing, letting my arms and legs fall back loosely into the whispering bank notes. They rustle around us, crackling and kicking up against our wet bodies.
Adam starts making his thrusts longer, harder. He moves very slowly, as if he is savoring every inch of my pussy with his cock. I can feel the head deep inside as it pushes its way from the entrance all the way to the end.
I never knew I had so many muscles down there.
My pussy starts to tremble, feeling hot and tight. Adam leans down and kisses me softly. As our lips touch, his cock gets harder, swelling inside me. I moan around his lips, our wet tongues sweeping against each other. I bring my knees up, wrapping my legs around his waist.
As Adam thrusts, my hips rise and fall, slapping my ass to the floor. A few notes fly into the air, swept up by the motion. As Adams cock gets harder my pussy grips and clenches at him, finally letting loose in a tremendous explosion.
It comes from deep inside. As it trembles, just out of reach, I grab Adam’s shoulders, holding him tight as he thrusts. I lock my legs behind him and lean against the pressure I can feel.