Page 120 of Not A Whisper

Jason pants, holding stiffly for just a second before he relaxes. “Fuck, you’re so wet and hot, dollie. I’m never going to get enough of you.”

He moves slightly to hunch over me, and Grant leans forward. I turn my head to look above me to watch Jason take Grant into his mouth. Grant lets out a soft hiss of approval. I can’t see his face like this but watching Jason’s throat convulse, his Adam’s apple bobbing and struggling against the thick cock caught between his lips, is so hot. My pussy flutters against Jason and I grind harder.

Jason’s hips jerk. His fingers dig into my hips as I work myself up into a frenzy. My orgasm is near. The muscles in my lower abdomen tighten, my pussy following suit. Almost instinctively, I lift my tilted head and run my tongue over one of Grant’s exposed balls.

Grant jerks, groaning loudly.

Before I can try again, the front door opens for a third time. I don’t have to look to see that it’s Trip. I do wish I could see his face, however. Judging by the sharp grunt and dark chuckle, he’s enjoying the view.

My thoughts fizzle, nearing the verge of stopping all together as my hips grind against Jason’s pelvis.

Feeling a little playful and a whole lot brattish, I run my tongue over Grant’s balls again.

“Goddamn, dollface. Between you and Jason…” His voice cuts off with a sputter as the latter chokes down Grant’s dick.

Amused and even more turned on, I open my mouth and take his entire sack inside it. I roll his balls over my tongue and suck slightly. Grant swears loudly and violently. He tries to jerk his hips forward, to thrust into Jason’s mouth, but with both of our mouths on him, Grant is atourmercy. The thought turns my mind to mush. A hard tremor rushes through me.

Jason’s hand snakes around and his fingers find my clit. The slight brush of his fingers over the swollen bundle of nerves, slick with my arousal, sends me over the peak I’ve been searching for. When I cum, it’s so hard my vision goes black. My hips rock on their own accord, as I grind harder and faster, trying to keep the mind-numbing, agonizingly delicious sensation going.

My body, fluttering and squeezing, urges Jason to join me.

And he does. His other hand, resting on my hip, tightens. His groan is muffled by Grant’s cock. With each jerk of his dick, I can feel Jason’s release filling me up.

As I cum, I inadvertently suck harder on Grant’s sack. I can feel it tightening as his balls pull closer to his body. Even before his cry, I know what’s coming. His hips jerk forward. Grant’s choked off cry is echoed by both me and Jason as we all bask in our joint orgasms.

When we’re all spent, Grant pulls away. Jason leans intothe couch cushion and drags me upright so that my back is pressed into his chest. The heavy rise and fall of his chest and rapid heartbeat that I can feel beneath his shirt is mimicked by my own body’s response. Grant takes an unsteady step backward as he moves to tuck in his dick.

As he moves, so does Trip. He stomps over, his eyes pinned to my face. A dark smile stretches across his face.

“You letting Jay breed that little cunt of yours, dollface?” Trip rolls his eyes. “Be careful and don’t spoil him. He can get a big head when you let him get his way too often.” His gaze flickers to Jason. “You think between the three of us thatyou’llknock her up first?”

Jason lets out a scoff. “I call dibs on her womb first.”

Trip snickers and Grant outright laughs as he flops down onto the couch with Jason. My body shakes with amusement, my soft laughter mixing with the others.

“We’ll see about that,” Trip says casually.

“What do you mean—No!”Jason cries out as Trip reaches down and grabs me by the hips.

With ease, he pulls me straight off Jason’s softening dick. Both me and Jason cry out. Before I can do anything other than that, I’m on my back on the floor. Trip kneels down before me, grinning like a mad man.

“Sorry, Jay, it’ll be my little gremlins she pops out first,” Trip says, looking over his shoulder to shoot Jason a wink.

I shake my head, still laughing. “Trip, what are you going on about?”

Without answering me, Trip’s face dives between my legs. I cry out in surprise as his mouth latches onto my core. Without any preamble, Trip gets to work devouring me. His tongue slides through me, lapping up the mess Jason and I made together.

God he’s so fucking animalistic, eating like a starved wolf.

It’s hot as hell.

My limbs threaten to melt into a puddle right here on the floor. But melting isn’t what Trip has in mind. The fervor of his feasting causes my body to go rigid with pleasure. My pelvis tilts upward, my eyelids flutter shut. My oversensitive pussy flutters with renewed energy.

“Fuck yes!” My legs come up to clamp around Trip’s head.

But before I can lock them into place, Jason appears. He slams into Trip’s side, and together, the two go rolling away. My yelp is lost in the string of curses and grunts. Quickly, I scramble back as the two of them wrestle.

“Asshole!” Jason snarls.

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