Plaything at the Royal Wedding: An MFMM Royal Romance

by Lana Hartley

  I couldn’t imagine my life, or sex in general, without them any longer.

  Even now, here on my knees, they know exactly what I need. They barely let me focus enough to take a breath.

  As one cock leaves my lips, another is forced between them, shoving deep into me, pressing hard into my throat before bursting through, and sliding deep until my nose is buried deep in the lovely musk of the cock owner’s groin.

  Every time one of them does this, I do my best to nestle my nose into his hair, letting the manly scent flood my senses, driving me to absolute euphoria.

  After what could only be moments or hours, I have no way to tell at this point, I feel my head yanked back hard by my hair. I open my eyes and look up to see King jerking his cock right over my face.

  I barely have enough time to open my mouth before the first blast of hard cum splatters across my lips and over my tongue. The next rope fires across my face completely, coating from my cheek to my forehead in his sticky juice.

  The next two are better aimed, first hitting square on my tongue then finally blasting across my heaving tits.

  Simon and Dylan follow suit, jerking across me together as their groans and moans of immanent orgasm echo and run together. I reach up and caress their heavy balls, coaxing as much of their hot cum to boil up as I can manage.

  Finally, Simon releases his spray across me, splattering all over my face, and I have to close one eye in reflex, for safety. Not that I mind; I’d swim in the cum of these men if I could.

  As Simon approaches his final spurts of cum over me, Dylan joins to finish painting me white. He aims at my tits and chest first, releasing two huge jets of cum, splattering with a splash across my panting chest.

  His cum immediately runs down my tits, dripping off my nipples already, as he aims his last few ropes of cum inside my mouth.

  I let all three of them pool up their loads in my mouth before I finally swallow, letting them see the lewd mouthful before I savor every single drop they’ve graced me with.

  The three of them back away, finally giving me a little room to catch my breath. I smile happily up at them, absolutely giddy at being coated in their cum.

  I jump to my feet and make my way over to lean against a nearby wall. I let myself slide against the cool surface until my ass is just inches away from the ground in a lewd crouch, displaying every bit I have to the three of them.

  I run my fingers across my body, grabbing my cum-slick tits and pinching my nipples until I yelp out at them. I stare at all three in turn, biting my lip as I scoop up a large glob of cum with two fingers. I trace the fingers down very lightly, leaving only a faint trail of cum as I move lower and lower down my body.

  My fingers finally reach my drenched, pulsing cunt, spread wide and dripping for my men to see. I run my cummy fingers up and down my slit, coating my juices with theirs, then part my hot lips to stroke my clit with their cum.

  I moan load as I work myself, occasionally reaching back up to grab more of their cum to further lubricate my cunt.

  Not that I need it, of course, but there’s something so intoxicating about a masturbation show for three gorgeous men using the cum they just slathered you with, isn’t there? We’ve all been there.

  As I feel the cum off my fingers down my slit, I pull back up to get one final large scoop, coating my fingers completely. I slowly inch them back down, staring each of them in the eyes as a sort of tease. I see them lick their lips in anticipation as I rest my cum-soaked fingers on the outside of my entrance, teasing the hole with their cum.

  I’m pretty sure I’m teasing myself nearly as much as I’m teasing them with it, and finally my body has had enough.

  I shove my fingers deep inside me, sliding both in easily with the fantastic added lubrication.

  I moan loud at my own intrusion, and my mind’s at full abandon.

  I thrust my fingers in and out of myself deep and hard, pulling back against my G-spot with each stroke inside, my body screaming for the three hard cocks sitting right in front of me but making due with my fingers shoving in as fast as I can manage.

  I begin to rock my hips, feeling a familiar wave begin to swell up deep inside me. Without warning, I scream out, yanking my fingers out of me and rubbing my clit furiously. My cunt sprays out, squirting my own fluid and drenching the tile floor in front of me.

  All three rush to my side as I collapse against the wall, unable to focus on anything but my clit as my body finishes its final spasms. Their arms wrap warmly around me, lifting me up with ease to carry me to King’s bed.

  My eyes roll around as I breathe deep and heavy, and I start to feel the edges of unconsciousness weighing on the corners of my vision.

  They lay me down gently on the bed, and as I sigh with a smile, I feel my leg being lifted and a sharp smack on my ass, bringing me back to this world.

  “We’re not done with you,” Dillon says.

  King walks over with something I can’t quite place in his hand. As he reaches towards me with it, I realize very quickly that it’s a blindfold.

  Krista

  I’m nearly naked and blind, lying flat on the soft bed, but I feel their eyes staring at every inch of me.

  The room is warm and quiet. I can barely hear their breathing under my own. The anticipation of them just staring, watching me squirm and heave with heavy breath, is driving me insane.

  Suddenly, my legs are pulled upward, straight into the air, and a bare hand strikes hard on my bare ass, the slap echoing across the quiet room. I moan out, shaking my ass, practically begging for more.

  As if they could read my mind, more hands find contact on my ass, striking me over and over and pulling yelps and screams from me. My ass is burning hot, and I’m sure it’s glowing red with their handprints.

  And then, nothing, once again. I almost wonder if they’ve left the room, they’re so silent.

  Suddenly, their hands are on me, stroking my soft skin—my legs, my sides, my breasts, my neck. They caress my bare skin, carefully avoiding my wet pussy.

  Then someone pinches my nipple. Sharp sensations race down my spine. As if the first pinch was a cue, the other hands begin pinching and scraping my skin with their nails.

  I start to feel lips and teeth again. Each bite and pinch is sharp and unexpected. They come at me from all sides, and I reach toward and away from them.

  A warm tongue runs up my slick slit, grazing my clit in a final flick. I let out a little moan, and I hear chuckling above my head.

  Two sets of hands claim my breasts, massaging and pushing them together. They hold me still for a moment, and I feel a harder pinch on my erect nipples.

  Someone has put clamps on my nipples. I gasp a little as I adjust to the steady pinching. A tongue flicks my hardened, imprisoned nipples, and a shiver runs up my spine again.

  Another one of the men runs his thick cock along my wet slit, and I moan, wishing he would slide that hard cock inside me. My mind’s flooded with the anticipation of his hard cock thrusting deep in my pussy when a third clamp’s suddenly clipped onto my clit.

  My breath catches in my throat. I feel my clit throbbing against the pinching. The guys are still kissing and biting the rest of my body, but I can hardly focus on anything beyond the entrapment of my nipples and my clit.

  The teasing and clasping is driving me up the wall, my body squirming and writhing underneath them. They’re still holding me spread-eagle on the bed. My pussy’s so wet, I can feel my juices dripping down my ass.

  Someone kisses me. I arch toward him, trying to pull away from whoever’s holding my arms down. I drink him in like I’m drowning, and he is oxygen.

  His tongue swirls in my mouth, teasing me again.

  Someone else, King, I think, whispers in my ear. “We’re just getting started, naughty girl. I think you’re ready to really be punished now.”

  The men holding my limbs let go, and more hands slips around my body, flipping me over and settling me on my hands and knees.

  My
kissing partner lets me go. The clamps shift with me and send new sensations through my breasts and up my cunt. I moan with the heightened sensations.

  The guys leave me no time to adjust. As soon as I’m in position, I feel a sharp spank on my bare ass. I open my mouth to gasp, and immediately, it’s full with a thick, throbbing cock dripping pre-cum.

  I open my mouth wider and take as much of the delicious cock into my throat as I can. The spanking continues, lightly at first and then growing sharper and stronger. Each slap sends a pulse through the clamps attached to the most delicate parts of my body.

  I find myself moaning against the cock in my mouth. The guy attached to the cock has his hands in my hair, pulling gently. After a dozen or so spanks, he slides his cock from my mouth.

  I whimper, but he’s replaced with another. I greedily lick up the pre-cum and open my mouth wide to be fucked.

  The spanking continues, and the cock in my mouth is changed again. My nipples, held tightly by clamps, are sucked into a warm mouth, trading back and forth between each. The pinching makes the flick of tongues and the gentle sucking feel so intense.

  Someone slides two fingers into my dripping cunt. I still have a cock in my mouth, and my ass is warm and tender from the spanking. The fingers in my pussy tease my G-spot, and finally someone starts licking my clit again.

  I tip over the edge and explode into an intense orgasm. I feel my pussy grasping the fingers rubbing my G-spot. My juices flow down his hand and down my leg.

  Someone strikes my round ass one more time.

  The cock in my mouth is withdrawn. I think the better to hear me scream.

  “Oh, god! Fuck!” I shout when my mouth is free.

  I only hear a slight snicker in response, telling me that’s exactly what they have in mind.

  Before I stop shaking from my orgasm, a hard, thick cock is slammed into my dripping cunt. Another cock slides into my gasping mouth.

  I moan around the flesh in my mouth as the cock in my pussy pumps in and out, slow at first, but picking up speed when I shift my hips back to take in as much as I can.

  My clit is still being teased by a very clever tongue. The clamp makes it swell, and every lick sends waves of pleasure straight to my core.

  Hands caress my body, flicking my sensitive nipples. My eyes are still closed behind the blindfold, but I wonder at the picture I must make: a cock in my pussy, one in my mouth, on my hands and knees on a silk bed, being pinched and spanked by three gorgeous men. I blush, thinking what someone would think if they were to see this incredible display.

  These men are so fucking incredible, and they feel so very good. I love feeling a cock in my mouth and one in my pussy. They’re so huge, I almost feel like they’re trying to meet in the middle.

  The cock in my mouth works deeper into me, pressing hard against the back of my throat. I savor the new flood of pre-cum as I greedily slurp down as much of him as I can as he begins to take more control, thrusting even faster in my mouth.

  The same thing happens with the cock in my pussy, and I swirl my hips as his cock slides deeper and begins thrusting harder against my cervix.

  My pussy clamps on the cock, letting it in to the hilt as I ram myself back onto him while sucking the cock in my mouth as far down my throat as I can take it.

  I hear the guy behind me cry out with pleasure as I pulse around his cock. He slides out of me, as does the cock in my mouth. For a moment, no one’s touching me, and I shiver, still on my knees on the table, with juices flowing down my leg, unsure what will happen next.

  The clamps are taken away, and I feel a rush of blood to my nipples and my clit. If I thought I could feel every breath of air before…the sensations now are multiplied. I’m given a moment to catch my breath this time.

  “Your punishment isn’t over yet,” Simon whispers to me, then he roughly stands me up on my knees. “Your ass is such a pretty shade of pink. We want more of it now.”

  I’m being held up on my knees by strong arms, and suddenly, their mouths are kissing me. They kiss my mouth, my tits, my throbbing pussy, my entire body.

  Someone behind me is kissing down my spine all the way to the curve of my ass. I roll my head, giving them full access to my throat and neck.

  The guy kissing down my back reaches my thoroughly spanked ass. He spreads my cheeks and circles my tight asshole with the tip of his tongue. I moan and jump a little, and someone else chooses that moment to bite my nipple, turning my moan into a loud, pleasure-filled yelp.

  The tongue behind me flicks in and out of my ass, quick and darting.

  Fingers slip into my wet pussy and tease my G-spot for a brief moment before they’re withdrawn, replacing the tongue fucking my ass. My ass stretches to accept two, then three fingers dripping with my own juices.

  Another hand returns to my cunt, four fingers now both in my pussy and my ass. For a minute, they finger fuck my ass and my pussy, but the teasing just makes me want more.

  My hands are free, and I reach out to grasp the closest cock. I catch one and pull him toward my mouth.

  I want their cocks. I want them to fill me with cocks and make me come again.

  My wish is granted. The fingers are removed, and twelve-inch cocks replace the teasing digits. I can feel the cock in my pussy straining toward the thick cock in my ass.

  My G-spot’s being rubbed from both sides. I tilt my head back, and the cock I drew to my mouth slides further down my throat.

  I lose myself in the feeling of being full of cocks. The men are now currently fucking me and continue kissing and biting my bare skin. I use my hands to explore the hard bodies surrounding me.

  I feel the differences in their muscles, feeling the play of the skin of their cocks as they let me tease them before switching out to fuck my pussy or my ass.

  I’m surrounded by delicious men with beautiful, throbbing cocks.

  I ride wave after wave of pleasure as cock after cock is driven deep into me. I lose track, but I’m fairly sure each of them has fucked me every which way. My pussy juices are dripping down my thighs.

  Each cock I take into my mouth tastes like a mix of that guy’s personal pre-cum and my pussy and ass.

  I can’t control it anymore. I’m overcome with pleasure; every nerve in my body builds toward an earth-shattering orgasm.

  The cock in my pussy’s twitching, and I can tell that the guys are barely riding the edge of coming themselves.

  I want to come with them. I want to be filled and covered with cum.

  My moans bring them to the brink with me, and I find each hole filled all at once as we explode together in a singular, quaking orgasm. A rush of cum floods my ass, cunt, and mouth, and my mind goes absolutely blank, flooded with euphoria as my orgasms string together in a constant unending stream of pure ecstasy.

  They grip me tight as their own orgasms subside with mine, and they extract their twitching cocks from each of my holes.

  My body gives me no choice. I fall on the bed, exhausted to my very limit. Someone lovingly pulls the blindfold from me, and they each curl up around me, our bodies slick with all our cum and sweat mixed in a pool of our love and pleasure.

  Krista

  “Can you fucking believe we’ve come this far?” I’m practically shrieking with unstoppable and triumphant joy.

  Over the last several months, the guys and I have put blood, sweat, and tears into the research to urge it to the success we’ve hit today. The tests and experiments are phenomenal, and coal mines with cleaner coal usage are trailing the horizon. The trials we worked so hard to produce are panning out in epically wondrous ways.

  “I can believe it, because, baby, you…” King pauses and trails off to hit the punchline, “are a fucking rock star.”

  I blush, because I’m still getting used to all the compliments the guys shower me with left and right.

  “I think we all deserve a following of groupies,” I laugh as we walk into a local factory in Long Island.

  This is our third st
op on a ten-school-and-business-wide tour that we’re embarking on to test out our product with demonstrations. We need sponsors by the dozens, because let’s face it…with sponsors, comes money.

  And with money comes the ability to produce more of our clean coal product. The clean coal initiative had been King’s idea—his baby that he nursed and trained until we were ready to hit the streets with confidence and pride.

  “Let’s go knock em’ dead,” Dylan winks at me and gives King a high five while I check out his amazingly tight ass as he struts along in front of me, ready to enter the building.

  I couldn’t be where I am today without these three men, and they are the sun, the stars, and the moon to me. I love all three of them in unique and individual ways—regardless of how society would slam us for being together as a foursome unit. My feelings for them grow deeper by the day, and the fact that they are all cute, sexy, and ultimate studs really is the icing on the cake for me.

  We walk into the factory together, our goals aiming higher by the day as we hit our standards.

  A couple of hours later when we pack everything up in the car, I’m ecstatic.

  “You guys, we are securing profound amounts of cash in these negotiations. People are agreeing to sponsor and donate to the cause left and right.” I’m so thrilled that I jump up and down in the parking lot.

  “You do know why we’re getting such high praises and positive feedback for this, right?” Simon smiles at me as if he’s got a kicker up his sleeve.

  “I guess because we worked so hard,” I shrug and help them by placing a few boxes in the back seat.

  “Well, yes, there’s that…” he grins. “It’s mostly because your research will actually help save the environment and people’s lives.”

  “That was my goal all along,” I admit with a feeling of elation.

  When we get back to the university a couple of hours later, we unpack everything in our brand-new research facility, ready for us to put it into good use. Everything is falling into place perfectly, and I have to practically pinch myself to make sure I’m not dreaming all this shit up.