Page 138 of Pucking the Team
I liked the sound of that plan and swiped my tongue over Ben’s slit.
He moaned and withdrew, only to ride back in, not fast and not deep, savoring every millimeter of my mouth.
“You ready?” Dylan asked.
I nodded.
He set up a steady rhythm, fucking my ass. With every stroke of his body, my clit rubbed against Theo and his cock stimulated my pussy.
After a few minutes, Ben withdrew, and Eduardo was in my mouth again. He was faster, went deeper. I quickly tasted pre-cum, and he retreated, uttering something in French.
Ben was there again, using my mouth, holding my hair.
My orgasm was building, my swollen clit needy. My body had been completely overtaken in a way it never had been before. The pleasure was intense, as was the sense of freedom, of wantonness, of possession. I felt adored, loved, and these men were so focused on pleasure it had me on a huge high.
“Come,” Theo gasped. “We’re so close, honey. Come with us.”
“And I’m gonna come inside you, I’m gonna come properly, the real deal,” Dylan said huskily. “And it’s gonna be really fucking high in your tight ass, so get ready. Get ready for this, Pip.”
I gasped around Ben’s cock. He withdrew and, side by side with Eduardo, masturbated vigorously. They wereenergetic, fixated on me, and their muscle-bound bodies were like springs about to release.
Dylan’s movements were becoming less controlled. He was near and clearly looking forward to giving up his fierce self-control.
I was near, too, and my clit was ready to burst into a final show-stopping orgasm. It would be so powerful, so forceful and would penetrate every nerve.
“Yes. Yes. Yes.” I gripped the bed covers and shunted back for more. “Oh, like that…yes…”
Dylan growled, he gave more, and then I was coming. It ran into me with the strength of a freight train, blasting through my clit, my pussy, and my ass. I wailed like some crazed banshee woman as my heart thudded and my entire body seemed to contract around both Theo and Dylan. I hardly knew where I ended and they began.
“Fuck yeah,” Ben said then groaned. “Fuck yeah.”
He was coming, too. So was Eduardo, moaning and hissing in breaths. Warm semen landed on my right shoulder, my arm, my neck. The sensation was so sexy and satisfying, and I stared at their cocks dripping onto their fists.
“Kinky fucking minx,” Dylan gasped. He swatted my ass cheek. “You’re loving this. Having four of us at your mercy.” He swiped my butt again, a little harder, and little sharper.
I gasped and bucked. The bloom of pain was another erotic pleasure I added to the mix.
Theo was coming now, his body rigid and his teeth gritted. “Ah fuck.”
My orgasm extended. My pussy pulsed around Theo’s cock, and my ass squeezed Dylan in a series of strong spasms.
It sent Dylan over the edge, and he roared through his orgasm, dragging me onto him and tunnelling deep.
I held my breath. Waves of pleasure rushed from my ass and pussy and spread over my body. I was hot, my skin alive with bliss, and each breath was a gasp of ecstasy.
“Oh fuck,” Theo said, brushing my hair from my face and cupping my cheeks. “You good?”
“Yes…oh…yes.” I was shaking with the power of my orgasm. The aftershocks were wreaking havoc with my limbs and spine.
“I’ve got you,” he said. “I’ve got you.”
“Ah, that’s so damn good,” Dylan said, holding my hips and slowing his ride in and out of my ass. “So fucking good, and I’m gonna be doing this again.”
“We’re all gonna want a go at that.” Ben ran his hand down my back and cupped my ass cheek.
“I’m coming out.” Dylan withdrew slowly.
I felt every inch of his cock leaving my sensitive asshole. The loss of him there was suddenly strange, and I sat upward, my control over my body returning. I lifted off Theo’s cock.
