Page 62 of The Final Straw

Van finally pulls away, his face glistening with my arousal and grins, a wicked glint in his eyes.

“I want another, Livvy,” he says huskily.

I shake my head, trying to catch my breath. “I can’t,” I protest weakly, but my body betrays me, already aching for more of his touch.

Before I can fully process what’s happening, Grady and Kipp grab my thighs, spreading me wide open. I’m completely exposed and vulnerable, and the intensity of the moment makes my pulse race.

Grady leans in close, his breath hot against my ear. “You can take it, Little Girl.” His voice is soothing, yet commanding at the same time. “We’ll make sure of it.”

Kipp’s hands slide up my body, pausing to tease my nipples. His fingers roll and pinch them lightly, sending jolts of ecstasy straight to my cunt. I arch into his touch, my resolve crumbling under their combined assault.

Van’s mouth is back on me, his tongue delving into my folds with a renewed hunger. I moan loudly, my body trembling as another orgasm starts to build. Grady and Kipp keep me pinned in place, their hands moving over my skin, adding to the overwhelming sensations.

Van licks me with a slow, deliberate pace, driving me wild with need. His tongue flicks my clit just right, making me cry out. I white knuckle the sheet as I try to hold on. The torment is almost too much, but I don’t want it to stop. I need more, crave more.

“Please,” I beg, not even sure what I’m asking for. My body feels like it’s on fire, every nerve ending alight with desire.

Van hums against me, the vibration sending shivers up my spine. He looks up at me, his eyes dark with lust.

“Give me another one,” he roughly demands.

I shake my head, whimpering. “I can’t…”

Grady’ kisses and nibbles along the sensitive flesh of my neck.. “You can,” he whispers against my ear, his hot breath fanning against my cheek. “We’ve got you.”

Kipp’s fingers pinch my nipples a little harder, drawing a sharp gasp from me. “Just let go,” he says softly.

The combined stimulation is too much. My body tenses, the heat pooling in my core. Van’s tongue works me over with relentless precision, pushing me closer and closer to the edge. I can’t hold back any longer. With a scream, I shatter, the orgasm ripping through me with a force that leaves me breathless.

Van doesn’t stop, his tongue continuing its assault even as I ride out the waves of bliss. My body jerks and trembles, the aftershocks almost as intense as the climax itself. Grady and Kipp hold me steady, their hands a comforting anchor as I come apart.

When Van finally pulls away, I’m left panting, my body limp and thoroughly sated. Grady and Kipp release their hold on my thighs, their touch gentle as their fingers stroke my stomach, grounding me.

“You did so well,” Grady murmurs, pressing a soft kiss to my temple.

Kipp leans in, his lips brushing mine. “Beautiful,” he whispers. Grady’s breath is hot against my ear as he murmurs, “Now it’s our turn to fuck you.”

The thought has goosebumps covering my skin. Van stands up, his eyes locking onto mine with a fierce intensity. He kisses me deeply, and I taste myself on his lips, which leaves me breathless. He moves to the chair by the door, his hand wrapping around his cock, stroking slowly as he watches.

Grady lies down and I climb over him, his cock pressing against my wet entrance. Kipp is behind me, his hands spreading my cheeks apart. The moment is electric, making my breath hitch as I brace myself. Grady slides into my pussy, filling me completely, and Kipp follows, pushing into my ass with a slow, deliberate thrust. The sensation is overwhelming, a blend of pain and desire that has me crying out.

They move in perfect sync, their rhythm relentless. I scream and pant, my body caught in the throes of ecstasy. I want to glance at Van, to see if he’s okay, but I can’t. The pleasure is too much, drowning me in waves of ecstasy.

“He’s okay,” Grady purrs. “He’s jerking himself hard, his eyes full of hunger. I think he likes watching us fuck our little girl.”

His words send me over the edge, my orgasm careening through me. My walls clench around Grady and Kipp, and they follow me into bliss, their groans filling the room as they release. When they pull out, I feel empty, my body trembling from the loss.

I’m exhausted and I feel like I’m about to float away, but I have one more man to finish.

I crawl to Van, trying my best to look seductive. When I reach him, I move between his muscular thighs, licking up his long shaft. His cock is covered in pre-cum; he very much liked what he saw.

I straddle his lap, sinking onto his cock until he’s fully seated in my cunt. The first roll of my hips has him groaning and I wrap a hand in his short locks as best I can and force him to look at me.

“You like this, Van? You liked sharing me with them, didn’t you? Like watching my other lovers fuck my cunt.” I don’t know what’s come over me, but I feel strong and empowered being worshiped by three men.

“Yes,” he pants. “I wasn’t jealous at all. I don’t think I’ve ever been so hard in my life.”

“Fuck me, Van. Mark me as yours, just like they did.”

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