by Calista Fox
A low moan lodged in her throat. The crowd in the club was on its feet, applauding Finn’s masterpiece, but all Annabelle could think about was finishing what she’d started with these men.
When the curtain finally fell back into place, her excitement soared. She had to release Jasper’s cock not just so he could be lowered to the stage but also because she was about to get lockjaw. She worked her mouth a little, loosening it up. Eric and Max shifted their positions, both withdrawing their cocks, disappointing Annabelle.
Were they done with her?
Jasper said, “Jesus, that was a bitch.” He slipped the wing attachment off his shoulders as he said to Annabelle, “Having my cock in your mouth for two minutes and not being able to do anything about it was just downright cruel.”
“You don’t know the half of it!” Max chimed in.
“Agreed,” Eric said, winking at Annabelle, silently telling her how difficult it’d been to be inside her and not be able to fuck her.
But Annabelle had them all beat. “You think you had it bad,” she said, feeling bold and brazen, considering she’d come this far without backing down. “Imagine how much torture I had to go through. Three cocks in me without being able to enjoy them to the fullest extent?” She eyed each man in silent invitation. “Now that’s downright cruel.”
She added a little pout for good measure.
Eric chuckled. “Poor Annabelle. Maybe we should make it up to her.”
“She did save the day by agreeing to be in the scene with us,” Max said.
“And we do have this room all to ourselves…” Jasper added.
Annabelle clamped down on her lower lip. She had no idea what Max and Jasper looked like under their paint. Had no idea what color their hair was, didn’t know if she’d even recognize them if she ran into them on the street some day. But the paint did nothing to diminish their masculinity. Their magnificent bodies, so strong and powerful. Annabelle wanted to touch them everywhere. Wanted them to touch her in return.
So she didn’t hesitate the slightest bit. Grabbed that carrot they dangled in front of her, prepared to nibble on it!
Reaching a hand out to Eric, her fingers glided over his wide chest, the muscles bunching beneath her touch. She said, “I’m ready for more.”
A true statement, evidenced by the way her cunt clenched tight and her juices started to flow. Her nipples had never softened. Were, in fact, so hard they hurt. She wanted Eric’s mouth on them, teasing them with his tongue. Sucking them between his teeth.
His head bent and his mouth pressed to hers just as Max, still standing behind her, removed her headdress. Then his hands were on her body as Eric deepened their kiss. Max squeezed her breasts and tugged gently on her nipples, sparking a fire in her belly. Eric’s hand moved between her legs, his fingers rubbing her clit with lightning-quick speed, bringing the erotic sensations back full force.
Jasper stood close enough to them that Annabelle could slide her hand over the head of his cock and down his thick shaft. She gave it several long, full strokes as Eric continued to kiss her. The hands on her body and the slight jerking of Jasper’s cock—so telling of how aroused he was—pushed Annabelle right to the edge. Eric seemed to sense how close she was, and pushed a finger into her wet cunt. Annabelle tore her mouth from his as she came, the simple attention they paid her body enough to get her off quickly.
But, of course, she wanted more. So much more.
“Fuck me,” she said, still fighting for a full breath. “All of you.”
Eric dropped to his knees before her. He grabbed Annabelle’s hand and pulled her down with him, forcing her to let go of her grip on Jasper’s cock. Eric eased back onto the stage floor, bringing her with him. She straddled him and, a heartbeat later, his cock was thrusting up into her, giving Annabelle one-third of what she needed. He held her hips steady, lifting her body slightly off him, as he hammered into her in a piston-like way, making her gasp for air and shudder from head to toe at his forcefulness. And the exquisite sensations he evoked.
Annabelle’s pussy clenched him tight, squeezing and releasing. Eric groaned as she milked him, his hips and ass lifting off the floor to help him thrust deeper into her. She leaned over him, her palms flattening on the smooth floor on either side of his head. She thrust her ass in the air and glanced over her shoulder at Max, whose hand was wrapped around the base of his cock. He pumped it slowly as he watched Eric fuck her. Listened to their moans and groans. Her sharp whimpers when Eric hammered into her a little harder.
“I want you,” she said to Max.
Max stepped closer to them. Annabelle’s attention returned to Eric. “I’m going to come,” she said, the climax building fast within her.
“Oh yeah,” Eric said, as though he could feel the pressure increase and knew she was on the verge.
Max’s hands were suddenly on her ass. He spread her cheeks wide and took over the rhythm of hers and Eric’s lovemaking. He lifted her off Eric’s cock, only to force her back down on it, then rocked her hips so that she ground against Eric as his cock pushed deeper into her. Max repeated the move several times, until everything inside Annabelle collided and exploded in a release that had her screaming wildly.
Not that anyone could hear her with the club’s music cranked to a double-digit decibel.
“Oh fuck,” Annabelle said, gasping for air. But Eric didn’t give her a reprieve. He continued to pump his thick cock into her now-dripping cunt as Max’s hands spread her cheeks wide again and the head of his dick nudged her anus.
Exhilaration and anticipation consumed her. When Jasper knelt by her right shoulder, his cock as tempting as the other two, she balanced her weight on one hand so she could wrap the fingers of the other one around Jasper’s thick shaft. She gave it a few tight-fisted pumps, then used the pre-cum that seeped from the tip to moisten the head, putting extra effort into her hand job.
When Max’s cock pressed into her ass, her gaze snapped to Eric. “Don’t stop fucking me,” she said.
He grinned at her, though it was a tight one. “Wasn’t planning on it.”
“Good.” Her breath came in short rasps. “I like your cock inside me.”
He groaned. Picked up the pace a little. Annabelle’s head dropped to his shoulder. She still held Jasper’s cock in her hand, squeezing it tight as his hips bucked. Max was taking his time behind her, easing in slowly. It was Eric’s cock in her that pushed her toward another powerful orgasm.
“Oh yes,” she moaned. “Just like that. Fuck my pussy. Fuck it harder.”
Eric thrust up into her just as Max sank a bit deeper. The stinging sensation from her ass, combined with the hard rod ramming into her pussy, made her cry out again as she came.
“That’s it, Annabelle,” Jasper whispered. “Come all over his cock.”
She lifted her head and leaned toward Jasper, who looked in desperate need of some action himself. Thus far, he hadn’t been much more than an observer. Her lips closed around his thick shaft and she sucked hard, eliciting a low, primal grunt from him.
Max’s hands gripped her waist and he pulled slightly out of her before pushing back in. Eric’s hand moved between her legs, and he used the pad of his thumb to rub her clit while he continued to fuck her pussy.
Jasper reached down and palmed her breast, squeezing it roughly. Annabelle wanted to scream again from the erotic joy they brought her, but she didn’t want to relinquish her lip-lock on Jasper’s cock. She held him at the base with her hand, since he was much too long for her to take fully into her mouth, and her head bobbed up and down as she licked and sucked him.
“Oh yeah,” he groaned. “Keep doing that.”
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Max asked on a harsh breath. “Being inside her. Fucking her mouth. Her pussy. Her ass.”
Annabelle’s heart swelled at how much they seemed to desire her. How much they seemed to want to selflessly give her pleasure. Get her off as many times as possible before they gave in to their own releases.
As they continued to fuck her, Annabelle knew she would always hold a special place in her heart for Eric, Max and Jasper. They’d done nothing but take good care of her. Careful not to hurt her, but determined to give her endless amounts of pleasure.
It made her want to reciprocate even more. She licked Jasper’s cock from base to tip, then flicked her tongue over and around his head, teasing him, making him breathe even harder.
She drew him into her mouth, taking as much of him as she could, and sucked him hard.
“Oh Christ,” he said in a strained voice. “I’m going to come, Annabelle.”
She was perfectly aware of why he’d warned her—so she could finish him off with her hand. Instead, she continued to suck until he exploded inside her mouth, a long, low groan falling from his lips.
Watching her get Jasper off seemed to spur Eric and Max on even more. They fucked her a little harder, stealing her breath.
“Oh God,” she moaned, now focused solely on the sensations building within her again. Eric continued to rub her clit and Jasper moved in closer so he could palm both her breasts and pinch and roll the nipples, making her think there was absolutely nothing else she needed to send her over the edge. A very tall, steep edge that would lead to one hell of a freefall!
But Max surprised her by lightly spanking one of her cheeks. The slight sting made everything inside her light up like a slot machine with a winning combination.
“Oh yes,” she whispered, giving herself over to the pleasure, losing herself in sexual bliss. “Oh God. Fuck me harder. Make me come. Please, please, please!”
They all worked her a little more feverishly. When Max smacked her on the ass again, all the beautiful, delicious, erotic sensations converged, rocking her to the core of her being like a ten-point earthquake.
“Oh yes!” she cried out, riding a tsunami of pleasure that coursed through every inch of her. “Oh!” The bliss went on and on. Her inner walls squeezed both cocks inside her.
Eric came next, calling out her name as his body jerked and convulsed beneath her and inside her.
“Oh fuck, yeah,” Max groaned as he pushed a little deeper into her ass.
His orgasm caused him to buck behind her, making him hammer into her until Annabelle screamed again, another climax stealing her breath.
Max withdrew slowly from her and she collapsed onto Eric’s wide chest, panting heavily.
“Good Lord,” she managed to whisper. “That was…too amazing for words.”
“You said it,” Eric replied with a soft laugh.
Jasper leaned forward and gave her a kiss on the forehead. “You give one hell of a blowjob, Annabelle.” He smiled at her, then got to his feet and left the stage.
Max took his place, pressing his lips to her temple. “Damn good fuck, Annabelle. You’re a fantasy come to life.” He winked, then left her alone with Eric.
When she finally regained some of her strength, she sat up. She still straddled Eric’s lap. His cock was still inside her.
Eric sat up too. “Come to Vegas, Annabelle. See the show. We’ll take you out on the town afterward.”
“I’d like that.”
* * * * *
The auction on Sunday was, as Yvette had claimed, a stellar affair with a fantastic brunch, free-flowing champagne and a fiercely competitive, live auction. Yvette bid on the peacock number and won.
She beamed proudly as she said to Annabelle, “Don’t you dare let those country-club prudes view it without me there to see their reaction!”
Annabelle laughed. “They’re not all prudes, you know.”
Yvette’s gaze slide over her and a wicked smile touched her lips. “No, honey, they’re not.”
Sans her body paint, the blush on Annabelle’s face was likely bright pink. “You are so bad.”
“No,” her friend said. “You are. I like this new Annabelle Hardin.”
“Yeah,” Annabelle agreed. “Me too.”
The “Pollination” scene was the last to be auctioned off. The bids were fast and furious, the price escalating at a rapid rate. Annabelle’s eyes grew wide at the popularity of the piece. She also felt a new sense of pride for her bold breakthrough. So when the bidding slowed, and the piece was going, going, go—
Annabelle lifted her bidder’s paddle in the air, upping the price by another five hundred dollars.
Her competition backed down, though the man looked positively steamed. Unable to meet Annabelle’s new price, the gavel dropped and the auctioneer yelled, “Sold!”
Annabelle’s heart skipped a beat.
Yvette gasped. “Talk about paying a fortune for a painting!”
Dropping her bidder’s paddle on the table, Annabelle snickered. “I want the reminder of my liberating weekend in Manhattan.” She reached for her glass of champagne and took a deep sip.
Yvette smiled. “I have a newfound respect for you, my friend.”
“I do too,” she said with a grin, already knowing exactly where she’d hang the painting. In the living room for all to see.
About the Author
Calista Fox in a multi-published, award-winning author of contemporary, suspense and paranormal erotic romances. She began her professional fiction-writing career in 2004, following a successful career in PR, where she specialized in writing speeches and Congressional testimonies. Her books have received rave reviews and she is also the recipient of a Reviewers Choice Award for Best Erotic Sci-Fi Novella.
Calista is a member of Romance Writers of America and two of its Phoenix Chapters, Desert Rose and Valley of the Sun Romance Writers. She has served on the Board of Directors, been the newsletter director and chaired the annual Golden Quill Contest for the Desert Rose Chapter. She is also a member of Passionate Ink, RWA’s erotic romance chapter. In addition, Calista gives presentations and workshops on writing novellas.
Calista attended college on a Journalism scholarship and has worked on newspapers as an editor and reporter. She holds degrees in General Studies and Communications. Calista lives in Arizona, but travels frequently to places like Mexico, Europe, San Diego and Washington, D.C. She has traveled the country by Lear Jet, always with her laptop in tow, and is a spa aficionado!
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Better with Age anthology
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