Page 122 of Kings & Chaos

“Maybe I like fire,” I said, trailing my hands down his chest to his jeans. “Why are you still wearing pants?”

I knelt in front of him and unfastened his jeans, then slid them down his hips, not surprised to find he was going commando. Underwear was always optional for Oscar, something I thought of as a nice little bonus when I couldn’t wait to have his pierced dick in my pussy.

Or my mouth.

Or my ass.

I would take Oscar’s pierced dick anywhere, anytime, and I was equally amenable to Rock.

Basically I was letting my slut flag fly high and proud 24/7.

I got Oscar’s jeans off and took advantage of my position on my knees to stroke his cock, cupping his balls and playing with the ring at his base, teasing the barbells through his tip.

Rock slid around to the front, standing next to Oscar, making it clear what he wanted, and I took his dick in my other hand and stroked them at the same time, wondering how a girl could be so fucking lucky.

“Damn, that’s a pretty sight,” Rock said, reaching down to stroke my hair.

Touching them both at the same time was making me even wetter, and I leaned in to take Oscar’s dick in my mouth while I continued to stroke Rock’s shaft. The experience went straight to my cunt, and I moaned around Oscar’s cock, then sucked on his tip before giving my attention to Rock.

I licked his head, touching my tongue to the moisture on his tip, then leaned in to wrap my lips around him. I slid my mouth down his shaft and heard him groan.

Above me, Oscar was breathing hard. “It’s so fucking hot watching you take him in your mouth, tiger."

I wasn’t just hot for them. My body was on fire from the inside out, desire rampaging through my veins, setting everything ablaze.

“You’re too fucking good at that,” Rock said with a groan, pulling out of my mouth. “And I’m not ready to come yet.”

“I’m going to agree with Rock,” Oscar said. “I think it’s time for you to get on that bed, tiger.”

They didn’t have to tell me twice. I got to my feet, then yelped when Oscar slapped my ass as I turned for the bed.

“Be a good girl and lay the fuck down,” Oscar said. “I need that sweet pussy in my face.”

“And I need to watch him eat it,” Rock said, following me to the bed.

My cunt was soaked, and I hopped on the bed and scooted back, my breath coming fast and heavy with anticipation as Oscar pushed open my thighs and positioned himself between my legs.

“How wet is she?” Rock asked him, stretching out next to me.

Oscar ran his fingers through my folds and I shivered with pleasure. “Fucking soaked as always.”

Rock bent his mouth to one of my tits, taking it in his mouth and sucking right as Oscar ran his tongue through my pussy.

I gasped as he closed his mouth around my clit. Then he slipped his fingers inside me and we were off to the races, an orgasm already blooming at my center.

Rock lifted his head to watch Oscar go to town on my pussy, and his breath caught in his throat as he took his cock in his hand. “Make our girl come. I’m ready to fuck her ass.”

The words hit my brain like a fucking sledgehammer, desire rushing to every corner of my body at the thought of Rock’s dick in my ass while Oscar worked my pussy with his mouth.

I moved my hips with him, more than ready to come, knowing there was more pleasure where this came from, that I would have at least one more orgasm before they were through with me and possibly several.

“She’s going to come,” Oscar said.

“Is he right?” Rock murmured against my neck. “Are you going to come on Oscar’s face, kitten? Is it because you’re ready for my dick in your ass?’

The words were barely out of his mouth when the climax ripped through my body.

I swore, holding Oscar’s head in place while he lapped at my cunt, his fingers still moving inside me while I shuddered against his face.

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