Page 177 of Dream Girl
“Can we come in, Evan?” Wes asked, picking me up bridal-style, after he hung up his robe.
“Please.” A bunch of electric candles were lit on little sconces built into the wall. There were a few things on the window-seat, including some water bottles.
“I’m here for all your birthday plans, as long as I get some more dick.” My pussy was wet and aching, ready to be taken long and hard.
Evan went out, then came back in naked, and closed the door partway. He climbed in with us and spread my legs as I lay against Wes’ chest.
“Peaches, I need to taste you.” Evan lapped at my clit, two fingers thrusting inside me.
A gasp escaped my lips as Wes sucked on my neck. Hands toyed with my nipples. His hardness continued to poke into my back. Waves of sensation coated me as I writhed under their touches.
Evan looked up, face glistening with my juices. “Let us take care of you.”
“It tickles.” I laughed, as Evan’s tongue glided over my clit again. Three fingers entered me, and I squeezed, enjoying the way it felt.
Wes leaned over and caught my nipple with his teeth, making me buck a little, my pelvis arching, wantingmore.
“There.” I gasped, Evan’s fingers sending jolts of pleasure through me. Still tonguing me, his fingers gently massaged that little spot, making the jolts continue until he found the magic combination.
An orgasm ripped through my body, as I squealed, hips arching again. “More, please.”
Evan continued to strum the spot, making my body come again. Their scents intensified, swirling around me in a heady cocktail. I let it pull me under as another orgasm wrecked me.
Evan licked my pussy in a long, languid motion and purred. “That tastes so good.”
Wes crawled out from behind me, gently propping me with pillows, pupils dilated with desire, nose twitching.
“I want some,” Wes growled.
“Oh, please, sir, may I have some more.” The need for another orgasm consumed me.So thirsty.
Evan’s fingers found that spot again, as his mouth continued lavishing me with attention.
“Oh my god.” I came with an intensity I hadn’t before, and I gushed again.
“Fuck.” Wes buried his face in my thighs, licking me with fervor, as I cried in pleasure. He stroked Evan’s cock.
“Right there,” Evan gasped, with a slight whine in his voice. “Alpha.”
“That’s it,” Wes crooned. “Get all nice and worked up for me.”
“Oh, yes, yes.” I trembled again, this one almost painful.
“That was beautiful,” Wes said, stroking Evan’s cock with one hand and fondling his balls with another.
Evan’s cock was glistening with not just pre-cum but those sticky strands he made when extra aroused.Slick, the videos called it. It was basically natural lube. His tasted like lemon candy.
“Time for a taste test.” Wes licked the length of Evan’s dick, twirling his tongue around it to get a good amount of slick. “Mmmm, Babe, you always taste amazing.” With a satisfied look on his face, he leaned over and licked the wetness off Evan’s lips.
Wes’ scent flared, and my pussy pulsed as my entire body grew warm and I moaned. With one hand he ran his fingers down Evan’s cock, the other rolled in my juices. He held both hands to Evan’s mouth, and he sucked on one then the other.
A moan escaped Evan’s lips. “Fuck.”
Wes pushed my thighs apart even further and buried his face deep as if trying to absorb every last bit of my essence.
Evan lavished attention on my breasts, and I reached over to stroke his cock as he groaned. “That feels so good, Peaches.”
Wes lightly stroked his swollen cock, his knot already partially inflated. “Get her ready for us? If that’s what you still want, Peaches? The both of us at the same time.”
