Page 38 of Filthy and Dirty with my Captors

Maybe it’s the way they look at me, or the subtle moans that settle in their throat when they see me. Maybe it’s the passion, the way they need me, the way their bodies visibly ache to touch me.

They unbuckle their jeans and let the heavy fabric fall to the floor, displaying their jumping cocks for the taking. Most women would feel thankful to have one of these men at her beckoning call. I have three.How do I have three?

With ragged breaths of desperation, Hawk and Owen help me down to the ground, careful of my knee as an ache grows inside of me.

“Good girl,” Moose says, as the men line up. Three giants, stroking enormous cocks at my lips. Moose leans down and kisses me, his hand on my throat, a growl in his.

“Show us what a good girl you are, sweetheart,” Hawk moans, fondling my tit. “Suck our cocks. Get us close.”

I nod and they position themselves inches from my face.

Suddenly, three men seems like a lot to please. I start in the middle with Owen, gliding his massive cock into my throat as I stroke Moose and Hawk.

“Damn, Birdie. You’ve got me so deep.”

I want to take him deeper, but my mouth feels like it’s splitting, and I have to pull up some to catch my breath. I’m still so inexperienced with all of this.

Hawk reaches over to feel Owen’s cock in the side of my cheek. “Good girl. You like these cocks in your mouth, don’t you?”

“Fuck.” Moose feeds his hand through my hair and pulls me off Owen’s cock with a pop, pushing my head onto his. “I need it, little girl. Suck me hard.” There’s so much desperation in his tone that I fear I’ve made a puddle of excitement on the ground beneath me.

I suck his tip, then go deep, but it’s a strain to get all of him into my mouth. I hadn’t realized how big he was until now. Hell, I can’t even imagine what I’d compare it to other than a Pringles can.How am I ever going to get him inside of me?

My eyes tear, and I gag as he thrusts deeper and deeper into my throat.

“Good little girl,” he groans. “I need you to beg for it. Beg for our cocks. Tell us how bad you want it.” His fingers push through my hair as he moves my head back and forth before pulling me off with a deep sigh and pushing me onto Hawk’s waiting cock.

I love that they want to please each other with me as well. That Moose wants Hawk to get his, that Owen wants to watch Moose fill me up.

I stare up at the men with intensifying desperation. “I need it. I need you all. Right now. Please!” My pussy aches and throbs, desperate for penetration, desperate for touch, desperate to be taken.

Moose growls, “Get up on the bed and spread your pretty thighs for me.”

I have no idea who’s decided that Moose is going first, but I’m not hating it—except for the part where he’s so thick I have no idea how he’s ever going to fit. Biting back a grin, I do as he’s asked, and I feel a flurry of kisses everywhere. Owen, Hawk, Moose. Their lips land on me one at a time as they paw over me like wild animals hungry for a meal.

Owen rounds to my side, situating his bulky frame near my breast before leaning into suckle. Hawk takes the same position on the opposite side, their hands pinning my own as Moose situates himself between my legs. He’s massive, even bigger in this position as I stare up at him. The man that’s about to take my virginity.

He strokes his cock at my entrance then leans in and bites the inside of my thighs, leaving behind a sting that sends shivers through me. “You, pretty little girl. Are you ready for my cock?”

I squirm against the guys holding me down, a little afraid of the pain I’m sure is coming.

Owen leans into my ear, and in a low husky voice he says, “I’m desperate to see the look on your face when he sinks into you. Can you handle that cock?”

Hawk nibbles my nipple, and I jump as Moose runs his teeth up and over my legs, landing at my ankle. I hadn’t expected that to be so sensitive. His gaze never leaves mine, as though he too is desperate to watch the way I move as pleasure rolls over me.

My stomach tightens and my body yearns to be filled. I’m desperate to know how it’ll feel to be spread wide, to be taken and worshipped.

“You’re soaking wet for me.” He swipes his thick fingers against my slit as though he’s taking a sample, then slides them into his mouth. “Delicious.” He pulls my legs to the top of hisshoulders and tugs me to the edge of the bed hard and rough before scrubbing his thick tip at my entrance. “Tell me to stop if you need to.”

I nod as I lose myself in the moment. Hawk and Owen at my side, stroking their cocks, watching. Moose at my entrance, inching in as he watches my face. I’m not sure what to expect other than pain. I’ve heard over and over how badly this hurts, and I can imagine it’s worse when there’s a man the size of Moose at the helm.

“Here I come, little girl.” He presses in further with a groan, spreading me wider and wider as he slips in deeper and deeper.

My mouth drops open, and my mind goes blank. I might be making noises, I’m not sure. I’m too focused on every sensation, every stretch, every scream of pain, every moment of pleasure, every slap of his balls, every stroke of his massive body as he thrusts up against me, every scrape of Owen and Hawk’s teeth against my nipples.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” he growls, thumping faster. “Don’t look away. Open those pretty eyes. I need to see you.”

It’s a struggle to open them. I’m not sure why. I want to see everything. I want to watch his face contort as he takes me deeper and deeper. I want to watch Owen and Hawk study me. I want to see the moment when he comes inside of me, but my eyes keep closing.

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