Page 36 of Single Mom's Firemen

Chase’s hands travel downward. Eric focuses on my breasts but it’s Chase’s hands that have me moaning against Eric’s lips as he traces my hip line before his fingers dig into my butt cheek. He squeezes, then slaps my ass. “Spread your legs for me, Halle,” Chase says.

“Yes, sir!” I groan as Eric suckles on my lower lip. I tighten my grip on his cock.

Every muscle in my body is ripe with buzzing tension as Wyatt’s mouth makes wild love to my pussy. My core tightens, Wyatt pulls his fingers out, and my mind is blown as Chase positions himself at my entrance from behind. He goes slow at first, cautiously sliding in. I listen to his feral growls of pleasure, getting wetter with each passing second.

Wyatt’s tongue work has me clenched tightly around Chase’s cock, and I could die right here, right now, from this much ecstasy, this much pleasure.

“Fucking hell, you’re so damn tight,” Chase exclaims.

“I want it all, Chase,” I hear myself say the words, yet I can’t believe they’re coming out of my mouth.

Eric chuckles, his forehead pressed against mine as he cups the back of my neck. “You need to ask nicely.”

“Please, sir,” I instantly adapt. “Please, Chase. Fuck me. Hard. Give me everything.”

“Now?” Chase asks, halfway in.

Wyatt is about to push me over the edge, sucking on my clit and squeezing my thighs as I tighten myself more around his brother’s thick cock. Eric looks me in the eyes, darkness burning in his as he watches me unravel.

“Yes, sir,” I shudder, coming hard just as Chase spears me with his full length.

He fucks me harder and harder, thrusting into me like the beast that he is. I welcome the sweetness of this ultimate decadence as Eric holds me, as I stroke him faster, as Wyatt keeps teasing my swollen nub.

“You were made for us,” Wyatt replies.

Chase slaps my ass again. “That’s it, baby, give me everything you’ve got.”

“Yes sir!” I scream in wild bliss, rippling like an exploding supernova. I come all over him, my juices flowing freely as Chase pounds into me, stretching and filling me to my limits. It lasts for what feels like forever, and I don’t want it to stop.

My moans of pleasure echo throughout the house, Eric and Wyatt watching me as Chase prolongs my orgasm into something akin to sheer transcendence. I feel Chase come inside me, his seed shooting hot into my very core. Eric then takes his place.

Wyatt stands up to kiss me, and I taste myself on his soft, wet lips.

Chase kneels before me.

“We’re gonna take turns today,” Eric whispers in my ear. “I don’t want to overwhelm you.”

“I don’t know what to say,”

“You know what you have to say,” Chase replies, grinning as he moves his fingers between my glazed folds. “You know the magic words.”

I lock my gaze on Wyatt’s. “Yes, sir.”

“Perfect,” Wyatt replies, and I take his cock in my hands next. He’s just as big, his girth just as generous, but I reckon I’ll learn the subtle differences in time. I dare imagine a future where the three of them have me all to themselves, forever. Because they’re highly addictive, and Wyatt’s cock makes me tremble and yearn for more, for all of him, for all of them. “Look at me,” he says. “Come for me again. Come for us.”

Chase gets busy with my clit as Eric enters me from behind.

I’m on the ride of my life, swooning and crying out in honey-like agony as I’m fucked every which way. Wyatt kisses me, deeply, profoundly, pinching my nipples until they sting. It only serves to add more pressure to my core as Chase eats me out while Eric goes deeper and harder with every thrust.

I feel his veins pulsating along the shaft, a second devastating orgasm blowing through me the same time Eric explodes inside me. He doesn’t stop fucking me, though. He gives me every drop of himself while Chase presses his tongue against my clit. I’m having an out-of-body experience.

“My turn, angel,” Wyatt says, his Texan twang making my skin tingle.

Chase stands up, his lips eager for mine as Eric gets busy with my tender, hyper-sensitive clit. Wyatt feels longer and I shudder from the pleasure, the perfect dosage as he claims me from behind. Hard and merciless thrusts matching slaps on my ass. My skin must be red by now, but every hand that comes down brings me closer to what I think is going to be a world-shattering deluge.

“Feels so good!” I scream, holding on to Chase’s shoulders.

He smiles, tattoos dancing across his bulky chest. I didn’t even register when their clothes came off. I only remember Eric’s shirt and pants hitting the floor. Wyatt slams into me. “Like this, angel?”

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