Page 178 of Plaything

“Your hand feels so good against my clit,” I gave in, moaning like a whore against his lips.

Wyatt’s free hand gripped my cheeks, pulling me away from Aiden’s lips. My eyes widened as he replaced them with his own, smashing his lips against mine. Hyde.

“No, you tell him how much better my finger feels inside your pussy, Baby,” he ordered. His tongue was toying with mine, setting my body on fire. “Tell him how much you fucking love your hole being used like this,” he muttered darkly, continuing to slap his hand against me, plunging his finger under Niko’s curling one.

“I love it,” I cried out, rolling my hips up, impossibly craving more. “Don’t stop,” I pleaded.

Wyatt chuckled against my lips, then his movement slowed, going against my wishes. “Stop?” He teased.

“No! Please don’t stop,” I grabbed his wrist, begging him to continue.

“Awe, were you close, Darling?” Dominic mocked. “I thought you said you were sore?”

I rolled my eyes, my body now focused on Niko’s strokes and Aiden’s attack on my clit. “I don’t care if I’m sore,” I pouted. “Wyatt,” I panted, my voice coming out as a needy whine. “Please...”

Wyatt slammed his fingers into me again, making me cry out. I could only make out his silhouette as he tilted his head toward Aiden. “There you go, Baby,” he cooed. “Doesn’t she sound so pretty, Aiden? Begging me to touch her?”

Letting out a frustrated scoff, Aiden retook my lips. His lips were soft and gentle like before but much sloppier. His tongue flicked against mine with each flick of his finger, sending my brain into spirals—now imagining it was his tongue toying with my clit. “Are you gonna cum for me, Doll? Tell Wyatt how your cumming for me,” he growled against me.

Niko’s curls got faster, making my hips buck up into his hand. “Fuck,” I cried out, my eyes filling with tears. “I—”

Wyatt gripped my face, stealing me away from Aiden as he took over again. “Don’t you dare moan his name when it’s my fingers fucking you,” he bit my lip. “If you cum, it’ll be because of this,” he slammed his finger harder.

If Niko hadn’t been holding my thigh and Aiden’s leg hadn’t been pinning the other down, they would have closed.

“You could piss them both off and moan my name,” Niko finally joined in on their bickering. “We both know who’s making you making you buck your hips with every curl of my finger,” he gloated.

“You stay out of this,” Aiden warned.

“I forgot you were here,” Wyatt smirked against my lips.

In competition, all three of them began flicking, rubbing, and fucking me ruthlessly. Their voices mixed and jumbled together as they told me to come for them. Possessiveness blanketed over me as their dirty demands mixed together.

“Oh shit,” I panted. “Oh God, I’m cumming!” I cried out.

A strange wet sensation washed over me as I came. It was the most powerful orgasm I’d ever had, and it felt like I was literally gushing onto their hands.

Aiden continued to rub my clit, making the wet liquid continue to spill, my body convulsing in pleasure. “Is she—”

“Holy shit, Baby,” Niko chuckled. “That’s so fucking hot,” he moaned, his finger still pushing up into the sensitive spot.

The light suddenly flicked on, and my eyes burned as they quickly adjusted to the messy sight before me. All three of their massive hands were all over my pussy, each soaked, dripping with my cum. I was still cumming, only it felt better, and my cum wasn’t creamy. It was gushing out of me, splattering as Wyatt continued to fuck his finger into me. There was a literal pool under me as my stomach clenched and flexed, riding out the sensation.

Dominic watched with intrigue, standing by the light switch. He greedily took in the sight of the four of us, a smirk growing as I locked eyes with him.

The other three watched their own hands being covered in my cum in fascination. They all seemed to be over their feud, collectively pleased with themselves and me.

I squeezed Wyatt’s wrist, which I was still holding, trying to get them to stop the attack. “What’s—”

Aiden placed his free hand over my mouth, silencing me, still watching my pussy. His hand muffled my moans and cries as they finally began to slow their movements, bringing me down from my explosion.

“Fuck, Babydoll,” Aiden said breathlessly. “You can squirt,” he chuckled, sharing excited glances with my other professors.

They retracted their hands from me, and Aiden gave my mouth back. “What was that?” I panted, looking at the mess all over me, them, and the bed. I was lying in a puddle!

“A different kind of orgasm,” Wyatt absentmindedly muttered, still surprised. “How did that feel, Baby?” He laughed.

I widened my eyes in response. That was intense. “The three of you are not allowed to share a bed anymore,” I jokingly scolded. I pulled myself up, away from the puddle. Cum was everywhere, and none of us would continue to sleep in my bed in this condition.

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