And touch me they do...
In silence, they put three sets of hands on me, smoothing over my skin from every direction.
My ire melts almost immediately, and even though I try to hold back, to not give them what they want, it doesn’t take long until I’m moaning and swaying under their touch.
I can feel the desire in their hands and hear the excitement in their breath, but none of them are talking. I can’t tell who is touching me where. Which is exactly the way they want it.
The quiet hush in the room, my eyes shrouded in darkness — it’s disorienting in a way that only serves to heighten my arousal. There’s nothing else to focus on except their touch, and I lose track of time, giving myself over to them completely.
Their firm hands and strong fingers work in unison, an intoxicating combination — caressing every inch of my skin, tracing delicately over my lips, playing with my tongue, scratching slowly down my neck, stroking my thighs, rubbing my breasts, grasping fistfuls of my hair, pinching my nipples, squeezing my throat.
But they never touch my pussy.
I’m dying for them to thrust those fingers inside me, to rub my throbbing clit. I beg, fucking beg them to do it, but they sadistically ignore my pleas.
They know the moment they touch me there, I’ll come, hard and fast. And they’re having too much fun playing with me.
Instead, they torment me in the most delicious ways, drawing out my pleasure, denying me release until I’m breathless and tears are rolling down my cheeks with desperate need.
Once I’m so worked up that my whole body is writhing under their hands, they spank me.
God, do they fucking spank me.
At first with light, gentle grazes that send tingles straight to the aching heat between my legs. Then when I wiggle for more, those slaps grow harder and rough, until my ass is hot and I’m clenching the sheet in my fists, gasping with pleasure at each strike.
But they don’t stop there. The three of them keep going with their hands and fingers until they make me climax without ever having once grazed across my pussy. They push me right over the edge into oblivion, and my orgasm crashes through me like a shockwave.
My whole body shakes as I cry out, and evidence of my pleasure gushes out of me, soaking my thighs.
Holy fuck. That’s never happened before.
My face is flushed with the glow of hard-earned bliss, but there’s an extra shade of pink from embarrassment. I bite my lips, a seed of panic inside me, wishing I could see their faces.
But if anything, my waterfall of an orgasm just spurs them on.
Their strong hands massage me hungrily, fingers pressing into my flesh as they smooth down my sides, along my back, and up my hips.
Firm hands part my warm cheeks, and I tense up, waiting for the intrusion, but it doesn’t come right away. They take their sweet time, playing with me back there, massaging me, squeezing and kneading the round flesh of my ass, teasing light strokes across my sensitive bud.
Warm drizzles run across my skin, and slick fingers rub circles around the tight ring of muscles, both relaxing me and stoking the flames of desire inside me.
By the time one of them slides a finger inside me, I’m panting for it. I expect it to hurt, but instead it’s a sweet temptation.
Soon I’m rocking back on his hand, deep moans rising from my throat, loving the new erotic sensations flooding through me.
Then he has a second finger inside me. The added pressure inside my tight entrance makes my clit throb, heightening my sensitivity another notch.
He holds his fingers firm and steady, snug inside my ass, letting me set the tempo as the others play with my nipples and stroke hot caresses down my back.
I slowly fuck myself on his fingers, exalting in the way it feels to have him inside me there. My body is tingling from the provocative pressure, every little movement stimulating the tight ring of nerves. I give in, letting the sensations feed my hunger.
Ripples of pleasure run through me and I rock faster, until I’m thrusting back on him, quick and hard. My breath is coming in gasps and I lower my forearms to the bed, ass in the air as I grip the sheet.
His fingers withdraw and a second later, his hot, thick cock is pressed against my sensitive bud. I tense again, but he doesn’t enter me. Instead he just rubs against me teasingly, the head of his cock stroking ever-so-invitingly across my sensitive flesh, waiting for me to take the lead.
Fuck. Even though I can’t see him, I know it’s Colt back there tempting me, probably with one of those wicked smiles curled over his lips. I never thought I’d want a man to penetrate my ass so badly, but here I am, aching to have him inside me, any way I can.
Breathing deep to relax my muscles, I slowly push myself back into him. I can hear the anticipation in his breathing, shallow and quick.
I’m careful and tentative at first, intimidated by the tip of Colt’s erection — huge compared to the two fingers he had inside me — but the more I get into the rocking motion, the easier it is to push back.
His cockhead opens me, my tight hole gradually letting him in. I moan for him, lowering my chest to the bed.
Colt sucks in a breath, and his fingers dig into my hips. I know he wants to bury himself inside of me, but he doesn’t move.
He waits as I adjust to his size, to being stretched further than what his fingers did. I breathe through the slight discomfort, because oh my God, I can tell it’s going to be fucking amazing once my body relaxes.
Leaning back, I let a little more of him push inside me before pulling away, teasing myself on his cock. With each rock of my hips, the heat inside me grows, waves of illicit sensations spreading from my tight hole through my entire pelvis.
I take a little more of him into me until the entire head of his cock in buried in my ass, Colt groaning between sharp breaths.
God, it feels huge inside me, but so, so good. I pull away, and it slips out of me, but he’s holding his shaft steady for me and I push myself back onto his cock with a gasp of pleasure. I repeat the motion, my tight hole pulsating, my clit throbbing each time.
Fuck, I really am a dirty girl, because I love it.
I pick up speed, thrusting myself back against him, taking him a little deeper each time, my moans filling the air.
My fingers curl hard against the sheet with the angst of wanting to reach for my clit and rub it as pleasure ripples through me, fast and hot, my orgasm building quickly.
Right before I begin that last climb to the peak of bliss, Colt withdraws suddenly, making me whimper.
“Please, don’t stop,” I cry, rocking backward, searching for him.
His hard body leans over me to one side, his elbow sinking into the mattress beside my arm, his pelvis pressed against my ass.
“What was that kitten?”
I turn my face away, refusing to give him what he wants, to say the words, but I roll my hips, desperate to have him back inside me.
“You love having my cock in your tight little ass, don’t you?”
I shake my head and bury my face in the mattress, but God, I’m aching so bad to have him fuck me that it’s like licking the sharp edge of a knife — it’s right there on the border of pain.
He slides his cock between my cheeks, pressing against my sensitive hole as he does, tormenting me. I wiggle and moan, but I keep my lips clamped shut.
“You want me to fuck you? Hmm?” he whispers, the seductive growl in his voice making my heart pound. “You wanna come with my cock in your ass?”
His words make the ache reach a fever pitch and I groan with need, murmuring into the mattress.
“I didn’t catch that, sweetheart. What did you say?”
I turn my head and whisper, “Yes.”
He wraps a fistful of my hair in his hand and pulls me up, his breath hot against my cheek as he grinds his pelvis into me.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, fuck me,” I cry. “Please.”
“Good girl.” I can feel the
satisfaction of my plea roll through his muscles before he lets go of my hair and sits up.
He pats the small of my back and shifts back, the heat of his cock retreating. “I’m gonna fuck your pretty ass nice and slow, but not yet.”
A growl of frustration rises in my throat, and I slam my fist against the mattress. “You bastard.”
He leans down close to me. “You fucking love it,” he whispers in my ear, his breath hot and teasing on my skin.
I press my lips together, not about to admit that yes, I do. I love the way these three push me, drawing out pleasure I’ve never felt before, filling every desire I have — Remi’s gruff passion, Wes’s firm playfulness, and Colt’s cocky dominance. It’s all so good.
“Don’t worry, we’re not done with you yet, kitten,” Colt assures me, his voice moving away from me.
The mattress compresses as the guys shift around me, and my stomach flip-flops with suspense. What the fuck are they doing?
It’s only a few moments before I feel the heat of their bodies near me once again. Then their lips and tongues are on me and a sweet relief washes over me as I whimper with pleasure.
God, as much as I love their hands, I love their talented mouths even more. One of them kisses a hot trail along my spine while another teases my neck with his tongue and teeth.
The third moves underneath me, licking the drops of that silky wetness running down my legs like it’s nectar from heaven, slowly working his way up my thighs.
I hold my breath with anticipation, rocking my hips with need. Please, heaven help me, don’t let him stop.
Is it Wes? Remi?
I can’t tell, and I don’t even give a fuck right now.
The three of them together is black magic. Pure dark, all-consuming sorcery. They have power over my body like nothing I’ve ever experienced.
All I know is I want them to fuck me until I collapse. Before this night is over, I want to be utterly, blissfully exhausted from having their big, hard cocks inside me.
But first, I want them to lick my pussy and soothe my aching clit. As though he can read my thoughts, the one beneath me wraps his arms around my hips and pulls me down against his mouth, his tongue sliding through my folds.
A string of profanity escapes my lips in breathy gasps, my chest heaving for air. I let go of the sheets and sit up, on my knees over top of him.
Instinctively I reach out, searching for the other two. But my fingers have barely made contact with their hard bodies before rough hands grab my wrists and force them behind my back.
“No, let me touch you, please,” I cry.
My pleading is met with silence and a moment later, they tie a soft fabric tightly around my wrists, locking them in place. As soon as my hands are secured, their mouths are on my breasts, a tongue flicking each of my nipples.
Beneath me, the third one sucks my swollen clit between his lips, and the combination of sensations lights me on fire, like sparks racing toward a stick of dynamite.
Immediately I’m right there on the precipice of another orgasm, my cries of ecstasy filling the room as my back arches.
He eats me out like it’s his only reason for living, his strong hands rotating my hips, tilting my pussy so he can lick from my hot entrance to my aching clit. He flicks his tongue against me then grazes his teeth over it, making me shudder.
I moan as he sends that thick tongue inside of me, thrusting in and out quickly, making my thighs shake.
He moves back to my clit, teasing it with the tip of his tongue before making small firm circles, then repeating. My breath catches in my chest, and I draw in small gasps of air as the fierce blaze inside my core grows into a raging inferno.
My thighs lock around his head and I move my hips with him, riding his talented tongue unabashedly, my head thrown back in ecstasy.
The other two suck on my sensitive nipples and nuzzle my neck, their teeth drawing across my hot skin, biting into the flesh of my shoulders and chest.
Panting, I pull at my restraints, desperate to stroke my hands along their bodies, to run my fingers through their hair, but my hands remain firmly tied at the small of my back.
My orgasm hits me suddenly, heat spreading through me with a sharp burn. My skin flushes as cascading waves of pleasure rise from my pelvis through my abdomen and chest, racing through every nerve in my body.
My toes curl and my stomach quivers, thighs trembling. My entire body tightens, and I lose my breath for so long that a weightlessness floats through me.
I haven’t come back to earth yet when the two beside me lift me up and the one under me slides away. Then strong hands grab me by the waist, twisting me around.
I shriek with surprise as I’m lifted and tossed backward onto the bed like I weigh nothing at all. I land on my ass, my back making contact with the sheets a second later, my hands pinned under me.
One of them moves over me, pushing his hard body between my legs to mount me. He slides a hand around my throat and penetrates me immediately, his thick cock forcing me open. I arch my back, crying out with pleasure at the sudden invasion, my needy pussy clenching down on him.
“Remi,” I breathe. “Fuck me, yes.”
I’m wet and swollen, and his big cock fills me completely, pushing me headlong toward a quick orgasm. A hot current of electricity flows through my body as my climax approaches, and I wrap my thighs around him, encouraging him to go deeper, harder.
Remi picks up his pace, fucking me with aggression, driving all clarity from my thoughts.
On my right, one of the brothers caresses my cheek before putting a firm hand on my chin, turning my face to his. He crashes his lips against mine, his tongue pressing into my mouth, deep and hard.
As soon as I taste him, I know. Wes.
I moan into his aggressive kiss, losing myself in the two of them as Remi fucks me like an animal, his hand tight around my throat, his hard body pinning me to the bed.
Wes slides a hand between Remi’s hot skin and mine. He pinches my nipple, twisting it in his fingers as he strokes my lips with his tongue, tearing a high-pitched whine from me as Remi’s vigorous movements between my legs coax my orgasm out.
It crashes over me, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through my body like white-hot fire. I squirm underneath him, squeezing my legs against his waist.
Remi slows his rhythm, rocking inside of me with a torturously gentle pace, his breath quick and shallow. It’s only seconds before he thrusts hard once more, slamming into me fiercely, balls deep. He groans loudly as his body becomes rigid and heavy on top of me. His chest heaves against me and his cock throbs, pulsing hard as he comes inside me.
A moment later, his body lifts from mine at the same time Wes rolls away from me, bringing a pout to my lips as both men move off the bed.
For what seems like an eternity, but is really only a few minutes, I lie alone on the bed, bound and blindfolded, my skin flushed with the heat of my climax. I wait, excited and nervous, for what’s coming next.
Are they staring at me? Preparing for something? I roll my neck, rubbing my face against the sheet impatiently, trying to lift the scarf from my eyes.
“You’re just a little rule-breaker, aren’t you?” Wes’s scolding, playful voice is moving toward me, and I tilt my head in his direction.
The bed compresses beside me and strong hands wrap around me, hugging me close. We roll together until I’m on top of him, my thighs straddling his waist, my chest laying against his.
He takes my face in his hands and pulls me to his lips. His tongue explores my mouth, his kiss deep and passionate.
“You ready for more, dirty girl?”
“God, yes,” I tell him, nodding.
Wes unties my wrists, and immediately my hands are on him, grasping onto his strong muscles and stroking his hot skin, like his body is a drug I’ve been deprived of.
Reaching under me, he positions his cock against my wet pussy then grips my hips. I draw in a breath of anticipation, and he pushes me onto h
is stiff shaft, sliding all the way into me with one thrust.
Crying out with pleasure, I press my hands into the firm muscles of his chest and sit up. I arch my back as I ride him, the sharp ache of need turning into sweet ecstasy as he fills me.
Wes groans beneath me, his hands moving to my waist. I lock my thighs against him and rock my hips, setting a fast rhythm. I can’t see his eyes, but I know Wes loves my breasts and right now I have no doubt he’s drinking in the way my tits are bouncing as I move on top of him.
Sure enough, those big hands move up to my chest, cupping my breasts, kneading and squeezing with desire. I moan for him as he rolls my nipples between his fingers, teasing them until they’re rock hard.
Behind me, a set of hands smooth over my hips and along my back. He hasn’t said a word, but I know it’s Colt. The tension grows in my body as those hands press into me, pushing me down against Wes’s chest.
Wes wraps his arms around me, and his voice whispers into my ear. “This is gonna feel so fucking good, sweetheart, having both of us inside you — me filling your tight pussy while Colt claims that sweet ass.”
His words have my heart pounding and I push my mouth onto his, devouring him in my hunger.
Colt’s hands slide across my ass, rubbing and grasping big handfuls of my flesh. Soon his fingers dip between my cheeks, stroking my tight bud. Warm lube runs across my skin, then those slick fingers are pushing inside me, slow and steady.
A consuming fullness takes all my sensations, and I writhe with pleasure, fucking myself on both of them as I rock my hips — my pussy clenching down on Wes’s cock as Colt works his fingers in deeper.
I pant for them and roll my body, a white-hot tension already growing in my pelvis. Colt pats the small of my back and withdraws his fingers.
“Time for the real thing, kitten,” he warns, sending butterflies into the pit of my stomach.
He shifts behind me and a moment later, his thick tip is pressing against me. Wes holds perfectly still, his cock standing at attention deep inside my pussy as Colt eases the head of his hard erection into my ass.
I gasp with pleasure as he pushes into me. He’s going slow and steady, giving me time to adjust to the sensation, but I’m an impatient little thing right now. These guys have been playing with me all night, and now they’ve got me primed and ready.
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