Page 47 of Wicked Deceit
“My toy,” Carter grunts, reaching for the dildo, but Seger grabs it harder, yanking it toward him.
“You snooze, you lose, dickbag,” Seger quips, trying to pull the dick from Carter’s grasp.
Carter grunts. “Fuck that. I paid for it, it’s my dick, and I’ll use it.” I huff, not focusing on their ridiculous banter and instead focus on the impending orgasm blossoming deep in my stomach. I want to chant to the sky and sing my praises when more and more pressure builds deep in my gut, and my pussy flutters around Zepp.
As Carter and Seger continue to argue, Zepp tunes them out, continuing his deliciously deep thrusts. I swear I meet Jesus when his lips brush my ear, and he whispers dirty as hell words into my ear. ‘I’m going to take your ass so hard. You’ll be squirming in your seat tomorrow when we eat with your family.’ That one sent white-hot shivers through my entire body and a moan from my lips.
The tip of the vibrator brushes my clit, coming out of nowhere again. A moan slips free again when he pulls it to my pussy, going back and forth, working me up again. I don’t know where the hell he got it from again, but thank God. This orgasm is two seconds away from making me shout “boom goes the dynamite”. I whine when it's pulled away from my clit, and Zepp’s fingers take over, diving inside my pussy and creating more wetness.
“Would you two idiots stop fighting and help me screw our girlfriend?” Zepp barks out in a husky but demanding voice.
Seger and Carter fall to their knees in silence. Ah, music to my damn, horny ears. I sigh. Finally, they're getting with the program.Let's get this show on the road. They share a look and nod, turning their lustful gazes to me, melting me into a puddle of goo. “And video call Chase. Make sure he’s in on this, too,” Zepp demands with authority, working his fingers along my slit and clit. My toes curl, but he never gives me enough to shatter, and always keeps me on the edge.
My breath catches in my throat when the pop of a top happens and ice cold lube drips down my crack. Zepp soaks his fingers in the lube, swirling it around my ass, until he sticks the tip of his fingers in and brings it back out.
“I’m surrounded by a bunch of bossy dickweeds,” Seger grumbles, plucking his phone from his pocket and dialing it.
“Dude!” Chase’s cheerful voice sings through the line. “Shit! I’m so happy to see your ugly face. I’ve been bored as shit here. How’s everything going?” Chase’s happy-go-lucky voice breezes through the air.
Zepp slowly works his slick-coated fingers in my ass, loosening me up to take him. Everything ceases to exist around us when his knuckles sink into me, and I finally relax and loosen up. Goosebumps spread everywhere, and I cry out when more pressure works against my ass. One finger. Two fingers. And finally three disappear deep inside me, driving me mad when he plunges them in and out. Shudders erupt throughout my entire body when he slides himself inside of me with ease, erasing every thought but one. Where the hell did he get lube? From his pocket? From the bushes? Did Carter bring it with? Was it in the damn bag?
His clean hand covers my mouth when his dick is fully seated and pulls me to my knees. I shiver, feeling like a sacrificial lamb spread out before them in my nude state, when my back meets Zepp’s front. He securely locks an arm around my abdomen, keeping me close to him as he lightly thrusts. My chest heaves when I lock eyes with Seger, who bites his lips, perusing my body with lust-filled blackened eyes. His head falls back, and he groans into the sky, covering his aching dick again with his hand.
“You fucking alone, Elf Ears? West number one is tongue-tied at the moment,” Carter grunts, finally prying the dildo from Seger’s hands when he sits frozen, panting at my nakedness.
“Uh, yeah?” Chase responds. “I’m hiding from my friggin Grandparents right now in my bedroom.”
Carter takes the phone from Seger’s grip and points the dildo at the camera with a menacing look. “Lock the fucking door, and put on some headphones, Elf Ears. I have a feeling you’re going to like this fucking show.”
“Shit? What are you holding? Is that—” Chase chokes when Carter turns the camera toward me, and Chase’s stunned-looking face comes into view, and his eyes widen. “Holy shitballs,” he rasps, scrambling away from the phone, leaving us with a picture of the ceiling. The sound of the lock clicks through the phone, and he’s back in front of the camera with his shirt off, showing his golden skin.
“Ya fucking good?” Carter gripes, turning the phone back to himself. He raises a brow at Chase, choking over the phone.
“Don’t show me your ugly mug, Grumpy! Turn it back to my girlfriend. And Zepp,” Chase shouts, earning himself a grunt. Carter turns the screen back to me, showcasing Chase’s face full on the screen, and then hands it off to Seger. “Heya, Sunshine,” he murmurs, reaching below the camera and sighing when his hand works up and down. “Fuck her good, Zepp. Don’t let our girlfriend down.”
Zepp grunts, thrusting in and out of my ass. My mouth pops open when my entire body tingles, starting at the top of my spine and slowly inches down, until my pussy clamps around nothing. I'm ten seconds away from detonating like a fucking bomb about to go off. And I swear if it doesn’t happen soon, I’m doing it myself.
My breaths shudder in my chest when Carter crawls my way with a wicked glint in his eye, stopping right in front of me. His hot breath glides over my flesh, and his tongue flicks out in snake-like movements. The warmth of Carter’s tongue wets down my chest until he’s encasing my nipple with his heat. A strangled cry leaves my lips when he clamps down on my nipple and soothes it with his wicked tongue.
“You’re going to fuck her ass,” he says glancing at Zepp, “and I’m going to fuck your pussy with this,” he says, holding the thick flesh-colored dildo up to my face. I nod my approval, and he tweaks my nipple again. “That’s my good fucking girl,” he hums, rubbing the tip of the fake dick along my lips. “Wet it with your tongue,” he demands with a manic look in his eye like he’s as desperate as I am.
I don’t waste any time as Zepp slowly pumps in and out of me, wetting the thick tip of the rubber dick about to go inside of me. I clench around nothing, making Zepp moan in my ear.
“Torture, this is fucking torture. My dick hurts so fucking bad,” Seger grumbles, dragging his knees across the ground, crawling toward me.
“Suck it the fuck up,” Carter growls, popping the tip of the dildo out of my mouth. Saliva spills from my lips and drips down my chin and onto my heaving chest. And four sets of eyes are all on me, watching me with such intent, I clench around Zepp again.
“Shit! Do it already,” Chase’s raspy voice comes through the phone, displaying only his reddened face. His teeth sink into his lips as his hand works harder and harder on his length.
Carter captures my mouth, forcing his tongue to glide against mine. The toy's tip runs through my wet lower lips and plunges deep inside of me. Just like Carter would have done if his dick wasn’t forbidden from touching me right now.
“Jesus Christ, run the….” I peek an eye open to Chase.
A glazed-over expression takes over his eyes when he grunts, throwing his head back in ecstasy. Ropes of stringy cum release all over the camera, distorting his image into nothing but swirls. Throaty moans spill through the phone as he continues to work himself up and down, finally stopping.
“That’s it, baby girl. Come all over my cock, and squeeze me. Make me come in your ass,” Zepp pants in my hair, clamping his teeth down and sucking my earlobe into his mouth.
I cry out when Seger’s lips suck the skin of my neck, and his hands squeeze my tits into a vise grip. In the grass, Chase’s protests from the now-thrown phone echo through the maze, but we are too much into a lustful haze to pay attention to his demands to see what we’re doing.
