Page 128 of Sinners' Appetite
“Fuck…y-yeah, it is,” Dean growls, his thrusts quickening so that Malachi’s cock is slamming into me.
Dean reaches down and slaps Malachi’s ass and just a few moments later, Malachi’s cock stills inside me, shooting cum into my cervix.
“Fuuuckkk!” Malachi lets out a growl, lifting his head and sinking his teeth into my neck while his cock pulses deep inside me.
Dean smirks and slams into him a few more times, pulling his cock out aggressively, staring down at me.
“You’re next, princess,” he says as Malachi slowly pulls out of me and sits down on the bench behind Dean.
Before I can say a word, Dean lifts my legs up, wrapping his hand around my ankles as he grips his cock and slides it through Malachi’s come that’s dripping out of me. Just when I think he’s about to push into my pussy, he starts to trail his cock around my asshole.
I then see him squeeze a good amount of lube down onto me, lining his cock up to my ass and slowly pushing inside, allowing me to stretch out around him slowly.
His hand grazes my pussy, wiping his fingers through the come and bringing it up to my mouth.
“Suck them…” he demands, his cock pushing deeper inside me as he thrusts his fingers to the back of my throat and gags me.
“I bet her ass could stretch to fit both of us…” Dean groans, controlling his depth with his other hand wrapped firmly around his cock, pulling his fingers out of my mouth.
My eyes widen and I try to lift my head, only one thing running through my mind and finally, I cry out. “Tree-house! Fuck no!”
“Don’t worry, princess—we’ll work on that.” he teases with a clever grin on his face.
He finally lets go of his cock, allowing himself deeper inside me, thrusting at a rapid speed until I can’t hold back my orgasm any longer. My entire body shakes and I let out a loud shriek as I give in and let the pleasure take over.
“Fuck yeah…” Dean thrusts into me a few more times before holding still, spilling his come deep inside me. He abruptly pulls out, and I miss the fullness immediately.
I watch Malachi reach over to my phone and hold it up close to Dean, capturing an up close view of the come covered tip of his cock.
Placing my legs back down slowly, I sit up and try to regulate my breathing, smiling up at the two of them as they both turn their heads in my direction, praising me with a profound look in their eyes.
“I…need…water…” I whimper, my voice suddenly sounding rough.
Dean reaches into the cooler beside him and grabs a bottle, handing it to me after opening it. When the cool liquid hits the back of my throat, I start to drink it even faster.
“Should we attempt the boat ride back?” Dean says, pulling his shorts up and retying them around his waist.
Malachi hands me my phone and smiles down at me as I pull the bottle of water out of my mouth. “I guess we should. The sun will be too hot in an hour or so.”
The rest of the ride, we all manage to keep our hands to ourselves for once. When we make it back to shore, I take off ahead of them, running toward where I see Sammi laying out on the front lawn tanning.
“We’re back!” I holler out, catching Sammi completely off guard. She sits up and gasps, covering her tits out of instinct.
“You weren’t out there long,” she says, reaching for her bikini top to slide it on over her head.
I reach down and retie it, kneeling next to her on the grass. “It was long enough…” I whisper in a playful tone.
“Details…please!”
“Malachi let Dean—”
Her mouth falls open in shock, her eyes diverting to where the two of them are walking up toward Dean’s cabin together. “Fuck, I would pay to see that. Malachi’s so…”
“Dominant? Fuck yeah, he is. I really didn’t think he’d let it happen.”
Sammi shakes her head. “Now I have to convince Jeremy to try it out. I’ve always teased him about using my butt-plugs.”
“I feel like Jeremy might be the type to agree after some gentle coaxing,” I snicker. “Is there anything you need? I’m gonna run to our cabin first to change.”
