Page 72 of Four on the Floor: A Menage Romance

“Being one of the cocks making you come,” he says, kissing me.

We’re kneeling on the bed, our bodies pressed together, his hand between my legs as he kisses me deeply, like watching his friends fuck me only turned him on more.

I take his thick cock in my hand, stroking it. Dalton groans into my mouth, his other hand now squeezing my ass, pulling me against him.

There’s a weight on the bed behind me, then hands around my waist. I break Dalton’s kiss, turn my head, and immediately Gavin devours me. I’m sandwiched between them, both their cocks pressing into me at once, and it’s making me ache unbelievably.

Even though I just did this, with two different men. I still feel like a puddle, but the heat is quickly rising inside me, my pussy throbbing with need.

It’s crazy. I wonder, for a moment, if I meet the clinical definition for nymphomania yet.

Then I stop wondering, because Dalton is rubbing my clit and Gavin is pinching my nipples and I moan out loud, their huge cocks pressed against me, and I don’t care if I’m a nymphomaniac. If I am, it seems like I’ve found exactly the right situation for myself.

Dalton collapses backward, onto the bed, and then I’m over him, straddling his hips, my hands on his chest. Gavin pushes me forward and I’m on my knees, arching my back. Dalton captures my mouth one more time as Gavin finds my entrance and thrusts himself in with a single stroke, hitting the front wall of my pussy so perfectly that I nearly scream, my fingers and toes all curling.

Dalton chuckles, caressing my face as Gavin plows deep again, sparkles in the edges of my vision.

“You dirty, dirty girl,” he rumbles. “Kissing me while he fucks you.”

He runs his thumb along my lower lip, and I suck it into my mouth without a second thought, playing my tongue along the rough pad. Behind me, Gavin slows, and I hear the telltale sound of a lube bottle being opened.

He withdraws. I gasp, biting down gently on Dalton’s finger, looking deeply into Dalton’s eyes. I swear he’s smiling, tiny crinkles forming as he looks at me.

Then Gavin locks his hand in my hair, pulls my head back with exactly the right amount of force. Dalton’s thumb doesn’t leave my mouth, and I swear he’s still got that smile on his face as Gavin eases the head of his cock against my tight, puckered back hole.

I take a deep breath, because even though I’ve done this plenty, I always get a quick spike of anxiety right before it happens.

Gavin’s hard and gentle all at once, his cock insistent as he opens and stretches me, but he never hurts me, just eases into my tight hole until suddenly, the head of his cock is inside me and he exhales with a groan. I match it, my voice vibrating through Dalton’s thumb, still in my mouth.

He slides his cock into me until he’s hilted, fucking me hard from the beginning, sending shivers of electricity along my skin. It’s so wrong but sogoodthat I can barely control myself.

Before I know it, Dalton’s thumb is out of my mouth and he’s got his hand around his cock, holding the tip against my clit so that with every thrust, I rub against him, nearly sending me through the roof.

“Please,” I gasp out, my fingers closing around Dalton’s shoulder.

He slides the tip of his cock down, nudging it against my entrance. Gavin stills, pulling me up and back, Dalton’s thick cock moving between my soaked, swollen lips.

I can barely breathe, I want it so bad, but Dalton takes his time. He fucks me slowly, easing his huge cock into my pussy millimeter by millimeter, determined not to hurt me.

Fuck, it feels good. It always does but right now, there’s something about being taken by four men in the space of a few minutes that lights my whole body on fire, makes me feel like I’m burning.

I moan explosively as Dalton bottoms out until I’ve taken them both completely, my mind ruled completely by pleasure. When they start to move I can’t breathe for a long moment as it washes over me, obliterating everything else.

I come hard, even though we’ve barely started. I can’t help myself. It just happens, my body acting of its own accord as I shatter into a billion tiny pieces, but they don’t stop.

They keep going, filling me and stretching me, their hands all over my body. Gavin is growling in my ear, telling me how much he loves fucking me in my tight little asshole, his rough voice sending tingles down my spine. They move faster, harder.

My first climax ends, and I breathe deep, only to come again almost instantly. This time I can’t even make any noise, but my eyes roll back and I’m held up by two sets of strong arms.

It happens again and again. I don’t know if they’re separate orgasms or just one long one, an intensity like nothing I’ve ever felt before. I lose myself completely to it, riding wave after wave.

Finally, I feel them come too, one at a time. First is Gavin, biting my shoulder and pumping himself inside me, followed a moment later by Dalton. I’m trembling all over as they both kiss me, one by one, holding me tight.

Minutes later, we’re sprawled on the bed. Slate and Cash are there too, and even though it’s an enormous bed, it’s no match for five people. I’m half on top of Dalton and half on Slate, so tired that I feel like my bones have melted.

There’s a hand on one calf, and I glance down to see Cash lying by my feet, grinning up at me.

“All right,nowI’m ready to say goodbye to this place,” he says.

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