Page 15 of Violet Craves

Fuck. I keep going back and forth between trying to wrap my head around this and just throwing my inhibitions out the fucking window and letting it happen. Deep, ingrained programming in my head wants to tell me that all of this is sick and that there is something wrong with me for being a woman and wanting to be treated like a whore. Growing up in a conservative, religious and strict household with a controlling, misogynistic father has my inner voice telling me that I’m a disgrace.

But then I remember that I am a grown-ass, independent woman with sexual needs and desires and that doesn’t make me any less than a man who wants the same things. I am horny, sexually driven, and kinky and there is not a goddamned thing wrong with that. Because along with those things, I’m also a daughter, a sister, an ex-wife, a business owner, and a good fucking person. Who the hell cares if I want these men to treat me like their little slut as long as it’s consensual and I’m into it? No one is going to look down on them for fucking me seven ways to Sunday so why should I let my brain tell me this is wrong?

Fuck that.

I sink further into Rook’s kiss, with renewed vigor and excitement. I’m going to allow this to happen. I’m going to take every piece of this night and enjoy the hell out of it. I’m going to memorize every moment so I have something to look back on for the rest of my life. The night I let three sexy as fuck men own and wreck my body in the best ways.

“Up,” Mario grunts as he slaps my ass playfully. I regretfully pull my mouth away from Rook’s delicious taste and stand up, turning to wait for further instructions.

Before I know what’s happening, I’m being lifted up into Mario’s arms and carried over to the large mahogany desk. He drops my ass onto the edge and places a palm on my chest before shoving me backward. My back hits the hard, cold wood, making me shiver. He slaps my thigh and grunts, “knees up, hands under your ass.”

I lay back, placing my hands flat on the desk, under my ass. I raise my legs, bend at the knee, and plant my black pumps on the edge of the desk. My neck hangs off the other side and I can no longer see the guys. I’m completely at their mercy, tits and pussy bare, body exposed like dinner on a platter for their eyes. My clit is throbbing in time with my heartbeat and I’m full of excited anticipation.

“Open up kitten. Zanders going to give you a treat while I fuck your throat,” Mario grunts as he appears in front of my upside-down face. “Have you ever sucked a cock in this position?” he murmurs. I shake my head.

My sexual experience is unbelievably boring and limited but I sure as fuck will not be informing them of that. He smirks devilishly as he unbuttons his pants. I’m entranced and excited, waiting to see the final dick of the three men of my dreams. So far, Zander and Rook have not disappointed.

Zander’s cock is curved and it’s a good length, above average but holy shit is it thick! It’s the thickest cock I’ve ever seen which I know isn’t saying much considering I’ve only ever been with Elliot but I watch a fuck of a lot of porn. The head is wide and I struggled to accommodate his girth into my mouth. But considering my first task in pleasing them was wrapping my lips around his cock, I made it fucking fit.

I would dislocate my jaw for these men.

Rook’s cock is long as hell and it instantly made my mouth water as I watched him slowly jack himself. But then he moved his hand and I saw the piercings. He has a motherfucking Jacobs Ladder and oh my lord, it’s the sexiest thing I have ever had the privilege of putting in my mouth.

“I’m going to fuck your throat like I hate you, kitten. Prepare yourself,” Mario drawls, bringing my attention back to him as he lowers his zipper.

“But you don’t even know me,” I murmur absently, enthralled by the slow-motion striptease happening in front of me.

“I don’t need to know you to destroy you for all other men that come after me.” With his zipper lowered, he pulls his pants down below his ass, a sexy smirk on his face. “You better be good at multitasking,” he states as yanks his boxer briefs down, letting his long, thick cock bob against his lower abs.

I can’t tear my gaze away from it and my mouth instantly begins to water. Mario takes his cock in hand and begins to stroke it. It’s huge and that’s not an exaggeration. It’s like Rook and Zanders cocks put together. He’s at least 9 inches, thick and veiny. The mushroom head is a dark purple and leaking precum as he works his shaft up and down. Without even thinking, I look up at him and open my mouth wide, waiting for him to use me.

Mario gives me a feral grin as he taps his cock a few times on my waiting tongue. I keep contact with his piercing golden hazel eyes as I close my lips around the large bulbous head. I run my tongue over his slit, moaning in appreciation at the taste of his precum.

Sucking dick in this position is difficult and strange but I’m down for just about anything. Mario grunts as I hollow my cheeks and suck hard, making sure to keep my jaw loose enough to accommodate his size. His hands find my hair and he threads his fingers through the strands, gripping tightly at my scalp and keeping my head still. The bite of pain makes me let out a needy whine.

He breaks eye contact and looks up and across my body toward my legs which are still propped up on the desk. He begins to chuckle and I squint at him, confused at what’s making him laugh when I’m slurping on his cock.

Suddenly, my legs are forced apart and within seconds, I feel something cold on my clit. Not cold, fucking freezing. My hips fly off the desk and I gasp, wanting to move and pull my mouth away from Mario’s cock. He snaps his amused gaze back down to me and uses my shocked state to shove his cock all the way into my mouth, not stopping until he’s fully seated.

I choke and gag, trying to find purchase with a massive dick down my throat. My eyes are wide and instantly watering. I can’t see him anymore because his balls are now blocking my vision. He pulls out fully and smiles down at me as he softly caresses my cheek with the back of his finger.

“Breath, kitten. I told you to prepare yourself. Take my cock like a good little whore and you’ll be rewarded by Zander,” he coos before shoving his huge dick back down my throat.

At this angle, my head fully hanging off the desk and upside down, my throat is open wide for him. I’ve seen enough porn to know he’s going to throat fuck the shit out of me and I can understand the mechanics of it. Breathing when he pulls out, staying calm and relaxed and not freaking the fuck out. Clearly, they don’t want me dead so I’m sure he won’t suffocate me with his fat cock. Right?

Oh well. What a way to go.

I try and focus on the task at hand, making Mario cum with just the use of my lips, tongue, and mouth. I’m unable to use my hands to jack him off as I suck his cock but he doesn’t need my help. He begins to fuck my throat relentlessly, pulling all the way out, leaving just the head between my lips before slamming all the way back into the root.

I’m torn between focusing my attention on his cock and the freezing cold object being rubbed gently along my pussy. Zander, if that’s who’s torturing me, is using what I can guess is ice, and making my already aching pussy even more sensitive. He alternates between running it along my lips and clit, only giving enough pressure for me to feel the cold but not enough to get any relief.

“She’s so fucking wet. She’s dripping pussy juices all over your desk, man,” Zander chuckles before I hear ice cubes clanking around a glass.

A second set of hands joins in the torture as another ice cube begins to dance across my nipples. A needy moan flies out of my cock-stuffed mouth as I arch my back, chasing the overwhelming sensation. The vibrations cause Mario to shudder and the feeling of him being turned on by something I did when he’s so effortlessly in control, ignites my need for him.

I suck on his cock with more effort, giving the best I can while being so fucking distracted by the ice cubes being rubbed all over my body. I can feel them being guided down my belly, circling my navel, up and around my breasts but not touching my nipples again. Zander has gotten another cube, I can tell it’s larger than the first, and he’s running it up and down my already soaked slit.

My body is trembling, my hands are numb beneath the weight of my body, my throat feels raw and sore and my pussy is continually clenching on nothing, yet, I’m so fucking turned on. More turned on than I’ve been in my entire life. Three men are controlling my body without actually touching me and it’s more than I’ve ever experienced in my life. My body is covered in goosebumps and my nipples are hard as diamonds.

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