by Abby Angel
His fingers go in and out slowly at first, stretching and teasing, but they quickly up the pace, coming and going out of me so fast I couldn’t even tell when they were in or out. He pinches my nipples with the other hand, squeezing them hard between his thumb and index finger as he kisses with the same intensity a drowning man craves air. That is perfectly delicious to me, as I crave his lips even more than.
I start to push my pussy against his fingers, making him hook them even deeper inside me, and I keep going like that until I start to feel my whole body burn from the inside out, the fire of lust all-consuming and out of control. I cum with a loud scream, my limbs flailing and struggling against the ties and scarves that bind them.
If David let me free right now I’d fuck him like he’s never been fucked before! I would make him scream out my name because I would ride his cock so hard he’d lose his mind.
David places his hands on my knees and pushes them to the side, clearing the way so that he could position himself between my legs, his face right above my pussy.
If he’s not letting me free and he’s not fucking me just yet, his face on my pussy is absolutely the next best option. Heat rolls in my belly at the thought of having his sensual lips on my clit, on my sensitive pussy lips.
He attacks my pussy with his mouth savagely, his lips pulling at my clit and sucking on it as his tongue lashes out against it. He opens his mouth wide, sucking my labia eagerly and running his tongue along my pussy at breakneck speed. I thrash wildly in place, desperate that his mouth doesn’t leave my pussy any time soon.
David seems to have no intention of stopping what he’s doing, so there is no need for me to worry now. In fact, the more I press my pussy against his mouth the more ferociously he devours me, eating me out with such intensity I don’t know if I will cum or pass out first.
He takes his forearm and places it across my belly, pressing down and pinning my hips to the mattress, holding my pussy in place so that he can lick all of it with all the attention and care he wants. I want to move -– it is hard to stay put – but I enjoy being at his every whim to devour.
I never thought I was into much kinkiness, but this being tied up and ravished thing is pretty fucking sexy.
I have never been a prude, but I’m a different Elodie now! Whenever I am near David, Stefan, and Julian, I seem to turn into some kind of sex-crazed maniac that can’t think of anything else that didn’t involve getting fucked by these incredible men. I would have never guessed, not in a million years, that I would have thoughts of three men swirling around my mind.
Holy fuck, I think as David starts to beat at my clit with his tongue, sliding two fingers at once inside me and moving them in and out fast. I can feel the pressure mounting on my sides, sweet release knocking at my door. His fingers go in and upwards, hitting a spot inside me that makes me feel as if my skin, muscles, and bones are on fire and turning to ash. It feels that good. I wanted to come so bad I can’t even believe the intensity of the sensations overpowering my thoughts.
“David,” I suddenly said, widening my eyes in surprise at what I was about to say, “Oh fuck I’m going to cum!”
He looks up and throws me a satisfied grin, pleased with how well he knows my body.
I feel my muscles cramping with pressure, a buzz spreading through my limbs. For a second the impending orgasm is so intense to me that I try to hold it, but I will succumb to the pleasure, and soon.
Still slamming his fingers inside of me, David comes to my side. “Just let go, Elodie. Cum for me.”
I surrender like he tells me to. It seems as if my body is exploding and…
HOLY FUCK!
A strong current crawls under my skin, concentrating inside my pussy like some furious supernatural force. My brain is on fire as I feel my inner walls spasming and my warms juices gushing out of me and down to the sheets. I’m gushing cum so hard that I squeeze my eyes shut, closing my eyes as my brain seems to melt inside my skull, and then I collapse on the mattress as if all life has been sucked out of me.
“David… This… This was…” I didn’t even know what I wanted to say. That was just fucking amazing.
“I know, Elodie, I know.” David grins at me, cupping my pussy and feeling my completely drenched skin with the palm of his hand. “Now… Now we can start.”
Start? Start?! Oh my God, oh my God!
He moves fast, removing the ties and scarves that held me in place. Summoning whatever energy I still have left in me, I prop myself back up on the bed and go straight for his shirt with my outstretched fingers.
I grab his collar and tug on it violently, making buttons pop everywhere. I rip his shirt apart and took off out of his torso, pressing my mouth there and kissing his perfect skin with abandonment. With shaky fingers I unbuckle his belt and pull his zipper down, yanking his pants down his legs with a violence I didn’t know I had in me. He kicks his shoes off and, even before he has completely removed his pants, my hands are already grabbing at the gigantic cock under his boxers. I grab the hem of his underwear and tug it down, his cock saluting me eagerly. I start stroking it wildly, a lust so primal I feel more like a cave woman than a modern one right now.
In an instant, I am already leaning into him and swallowing his cock, pushing my head down his whole length. I am completely insane and hungry for his cock, and by God, it feels fucking wonderful. I gobble his cock as if it is the most delicious thing in the world. Oh, who am I kidding? It really is the most delicious thing in the world to have him filling up my mouth.
I want to suck him dry, to feel him cumming and have his hot load filling my mouth and dripping down my chin. I wanted it all so intensely I no longer feel like a rational being but instead an animal consumed by lust.
David grabs my head, though, and makes me stop. Before I can do anything, he has his hands on my hips and is turning me over. I let him do it willingly, no strength left in my limbs, and I lay there on the bed with my belly down. Climbing on top of me, I feel his hands go down my back and grabbing my ass hard, his thumbs right over my ass crack. I wiggle my ass, anxious for what is to come, and he places his hand between my legs and slides one finger inside my pussy. He takes it out then, pressing his body down on me and guiding his cock towards my pussy, his tip pushing my folds aside and straining against my tightness as it slides in.
My skin prickled as I feel his warmness against my pussy and a shiver goes up my spine. David feels fucking incredible inside me.
I bury my face in the sheets, moaning as hard as is humanly possible. His cock fucks deep inside me, stroking the same spot his fingers had before. I’m not sure if I am moaning or screaming - all I know is that I am making so much noise that the muscles in my throat are already growing sore. His pendulum motion is completely obliterating me, my pussy spasming around his thickness as he pumps in and out. Could you die from too much pleasure? I am about find out.
I feel nothing, absolutely nothing but the constant ramming of his cock inside my soaking wet pussy. It goes in and out at a manic steady pace, throbbing and pushing back my inner walls that grasp around him, clutching desperately for more pleasure, for him to fill me up again and again. When he is in deep, I am sure there wasn’t a fraction of an inch inside my pussy that isn’t filled by David’s massive cock. He only has to make it twitch inside of me to draw a violent moan out of my lips.
Could he even go any deeper? I open my hands and put them to my side, pushing back with my ass and lifting it up. David eases his pressure on me, leaning back as I go from laying down to being on all fours. He slaps my ass hard with the back of his hand, grabbing my cheeks as he thrust his hips forward and reenters me.
“Fuck…” I cry out. “You’re so… fucking good.” David’s making me almost dizzy with pleasure and I never want him to stop.
I want for him to go harder but, even before I have the chance to beg him for that, David leans forwards and started pounding into me with so much force that I reach out to get purchase on anything so that I d
on’t collapse onto the mattress. David already knows everything my body wants before I can even tell him, and he holds me up since there’s nothing very solid to hold on to.
Two slow and deep thrusts into me, and I let out a scream so loud I am sure the whole state heard it. I jut my ass back into him as needles of pleasure stab each square inch of my body, like fireworks going off underneath my skin and lighting up my mind.
“I want you to cum…” I purr. “I want you to come inside of me, David…”
He leans into me, his lips against my ear warm and making me shiver. “I will,” David whispers, pulling his cock out and making me roll over on the bed. Without allowing me even a second for me to reel from the orgasm, he grabs my legs and puts them over his shoulders. I bend as he sheathes his cock inside of me again, its tip hitting that sweet spot of complete destruction inside of me. I scream as he thrusts back in and strikes my G-spot again, my limbs jerking erratically as if I was being tased.
“Don’t stop! DON’T STOP!” I scream at the top of my lungs, my voice bouncing back on the walls and filling the whole room as he kept hitting that tiny and yet so powerful pleasure spot inside of me. My whole body trembles as he grabs my legs and leans with his whole body into me, his tip tightly pressing inside of me and completely demolishing me.
I cum so violently that even though my eyes were open I can’t see. I cry out with pleasure as his cock jerks and gushes a river of cum inside me, his fingers hooked in my thighs like the sting of a scorpion.
I close my eyes, bells ringing in my ears. Am I dead? Is this heaven? His cum drips down my legs in an endless stream, feeling warm and delicious as it slides down my skin. It is amazing to feel his seed inside me, filling me up. I don’t know if I am still alive, but I am sure as fuck in heaven.
My whole body, as well as my mind, is numb. I can’t feel a thing - aside from the pleasure that burns in my veins like a drug, of course.
I feel David collapse on the mattress next to me, his breathing hard and ragged. We don’t move for several minutes, simply laying there in silence as we reel back from the incredible sex we just had. It was the perfect safe harbor in this stormy mess of our lives right now. I look into David’s eyes, and lean forward to kiss his forehead.
Our perfect bliss has to shatter, however. David traces a finger along my jawline. “Tomorrow, Julian wants to come talk to you about some…some shit concerning the trial. He’s got suspicions and we all agreed that he shouldn’t just shoot conjecture at you, but…well will you just hear him out?” David’s eye beg mine for mercy.
According to the man I used to think of as my father, I shouldn’t grant him any. My body takes control of my mind whenever Julian, David, or Stefan are around and I lose myself to pleasure. But soon, the trial is coming and a court of law is going to decide who’s guilty of what…and I’m going to have to pick up the pieces of my life somehow. I don’t know these incredible men, but they make me feel like I can trust them. Al was like a father to me and now I feel like perhaps I never knew who he really was to me at all. He won’t even speak to me at all now, unless to make clipped remarks that show his obvious disdain for me now. It all feels like more than just him being disappointed.
“Of course. Tell Julian that I will hear out whatever he has to say.” I stand, my legs wobbly, but eager to leave the bedroom and everything tranquil we just created there. I want to curl up the couch and do something mindless and I just can’t be around the scent of the sex hanging in the air in here now. I might pass out if I try to take David’s cock again, but the closer I am to him, the more my body urges me to consider it. I swear, these surgeons have utterly addicting cocks.
“There should be a warning label on you, David,” I say as I leave the room.
His pride looks a little wounded and I want to wrap my arms around him and tell him that’s not what I meant. Instead, I bite my lip and watch him for a reaction.
“Oh yeah? Well is yours slippery when wet?” David smiles now and I hope that he’s not taking what I said negatively.
“I imagine yours is something like a jackhammer and a little stick figure girl fainting or something. And small print at the bottom, Warning: May Cause Addiction and Dehydrating Levels of Orgasms.” I laugh and head for the kitchen to rehydrate.
David gathers his clothes, in a pretty disheveled state…which only seems fair after what he did to mine.
“Have a nice day, Elodie,” David says as he leaves.
How is this my life now?
13
Havenfield Register
Troubling Conclusions Regarding Hospital Heiress!
Elodie Winters, 27, prefers getting tattoos and having additional sexual intercourse when the men who allegedly botched the surgery of beloved medical industry mogul Al Jefferson, than visiting her adoptive father in the hospital.
It appears that when Jefferson, her adoptive father, rescinded the job offer of hospital administrator for the Havenfield General Hospital, Ms. Winters washed her hands of what she could no longer gain from the man and instead continued to cavort with the former community leaders that she’s dragged into her illicit scandal.
The graphic nature of the tapes that our family website could not post a single screenshot, but be warned the link at the end of this article goes to the lewd acts the two committed. Subscribers don’t need to verify their age as it is part of their account, but you’ll have to become a News and Record subscriber if you want to view the video.
Stefan Maxwell, Julian Degraves, and David Sumter, are the three owners of the private medical practice that Al Jefferson has announced his is suing for malpractice following his recent surgery and complications of which he would not comment.
David Sumter is the only other party complicit in this latest tape. One Havenfield resident said of this latest development as yet another tape has been released in this short time leading to the trial of the private practice versus Al Jefferson’s holdings, “is Ms. Winters airing her own sexual history with hope that her prolific exploits will lead to another job opportunity? Does she hope to climb aboard successful men now that she can’t climb her adoptive father’s good favor anymore?”
This sentiment is starting to be echoed by many citizens. Sally Freeman, who spoke to us after the release of the first tape uneducated her children early an unnecessarily about lewd acts, said this. “Perhaps Elodie could stop spreading her legs and move away from Havenfield so we could all forget any of this ever happened. She’s tarnishing the leaders and the values of this great city.”
The surgeons were refused to comment, but they are welcome to contact The Havenfield Register if they’d like to be interviewed. Al Jefferson has asked that we do not contact Elodie Winters until he’s healed and can handle this important family matter, and we’re respecting his wishes.
When will Ms. Winters show regard for the man she claims to be a mentor and father to her?
14
Julian
I look around the office and back to Terrance. What the toxicology report he pulled for says is not good. It means Al Jefferson was on drugs before the surgery ever started.
“Unusually high levels of…ketamine?” I looked over the paperwork again and back to my friend Terrance that works for the state examiner’s office. “I know he’d be under anesthesia for surgery, and I saw the anesthesiologist’s chart. This wasn’t administered by the hospital.”
“No, based on the levels in his system in the different monitoring, you can see that it was present in his system before surgery started.” Terrance hands me the papers and his hands are shaking a little.
“I’m not going to let anything happen to you, Terrance. Thanks for helping me.” I smile at him.
But he knows how my name has been plastered all over the news. How the practice my partners and I started is getting smeared relentlessly. Even if we do uncover the truth, there’s a chance that a black stain still presides over our reputations and prevents us from ever working in the medical industry again.
But I’m sooner going to say I stole these files than let anyone point any blame at Terrance. He’s a good guy, and no one deserves the shit the media is putting Elodie, me, and my partners through right now.
No matter how far society advances, sex has to stay in the lower rungs of socially acceptable behavior even though that’s partially because everybody fucks.
But right now, the only fucking at hand is with these papers. These toxicology reports don’t match up with what we had during the surgery or post-op at all.
“You’re still the man who saved my baby boy to me, Julian. Anything for you.” Terrance pats my shoulder, nods, and heads out of the office, turning off the light behind him.
I wait long enough to know that not only is no one around but that it doesn’t seem like I was meeting Terrance in the storage office.
I have to get to the bottom of what really happened with Jefferson’s surgery. Toxicology was just the beginning. It looks like much more remains to be seen about Jefferson’s activities before the surgery, but I’ve got to confirm this information before I can race to any heinous conclusions.
So the rest of today I checked with the attendings and interns that were on the staff. I had them pull their reports – and I was lucky that with pending litigation against my practice I was able to do that. A nurse called someone in legal and they came to shoo my ass out of the building like I’m not a world class fucking surgeon but some druggie looking to score.