“Yes, baby.” He’s so fucking relaxed about it, stroking my hair. “That’s it. Chew on Daddy’s cock. Keep it in your dirty mouth.” Pushing down on my head, he urges me to bite harder over his pants.
And the animal in me loves it. Groans at it. The woman in me wets to it. My moans are muffled as I feel a sudden tongue, Mateo’s tongue, whip across my clit while Luke’s wet tongue rings my ass. With all three erotic sensations, I cry out, but Ford’s mass in my mouth muzzles it, and that only makes me shudder, groaning again.
I prepared my body for tonight but… no, I’m not prepared for this…
It’s insane. It’s amazing. The warm tip of Mateo’s tongue slides over my swollen clit, over and over, while the licking heat of Luke’s tongue teases my virgin ass, his spit, and tongue wetting my hole for what? I don’t care. I want it all.
Pleasure blazes through my bones, and we haven’t even begun as they take their time. But I won’t. I have a million edges tonight, and they will make me fall over each one, forcing me to come so many times.
“That’s my dirty girl.” Ford pulls at my collar, just enough to pinch my skin while he presses my mouth harder over his fat shaft, the tease of not being able to bite down, showing him how hungry I am for his cock; it’s sublime. “Come on, Stacey. Show us how dirty and horny you are, how much you want us to fuck you all night. Ride that pussy over Mateo’s face and let Luke play with your ass while you come for us.”
Like a brazen, drooling animal in heat, I’m never going back. Rules and roles and expectations can kiss my ass getting licked to delight.
With a shudder, feeling Luke spear my tight hole with his tongue along with Mateo’s hard suck of my clit, I obey. I come so hard with my mouth full of Ford’s gentlemanly cock. I can’t scream at the explosion of pleasure, but it breaks me open with one of the many earthquakes that will rock my body into nothing left of me after tonight. It ripples through me, and good riddance to all the years before.
The slurp of Mateo’s mouth. The sweet ooze of Luke’s unrelenting tongue. The spit I’m slobbering over Ford’s cock. The lust dripping from my pussy lips. This ismywet dream.
“Is our little whore ready for more?” Ford lifts my chin, pulling gently on my collar until I gaze at him from his wet lap.
“Yes, sir,” I answer, needing more thanmore.
I need this never to end.
They shuffle to stand as I kneel on the soft ottoman in a haze. My pussy is pulsing, drenched, and needing cock as I gain my focus, looking around the room.
All the times Gentry was such a dick to me in this room. Mocking me in front of his friends. Insulting my intelligence. Degrading me with his slurs.
It’s sweet revenge as desire drizzles down my thighs, soaking my garters and stockings as three men stand before me, and though I’m on my knees, worship is in their eyes. Dragging down their zippers, I get heady again with lust, watching how they’re not wearing boxers. How they pull their generous cocks free for me to marvel at. How they’re three towers of powerful masculine perfection adoring every bound inch of my naked flesh.
These are my cocks now.
Mateo’s fingertips brush my cheek as he softly says, “Begin.” And how did I get so lucky?
They stand so close together, their bodies know how to meld into one another, and they crave the bind as I cleave into them too.
My mouth goes for Ford’s cock first; I know who’s alpha. I know their ritual. Mateo kisses Luke. They’re stroking each other’s cocks and waiting their turn as I plunge down Ford’s thick shaft. The hiss of pleasure in his breath only spurs me on. Plopping off his tip, I take Mateo’s length next, as much as I can, making a deep groan rattle up his throat.
When it’s Luke’s turn, he reaches to fist my hair. As I sink my lips over his cock, he sighs, “Are you still wet, baby? Do you like sucking three cocks?”
“Mmmm,” I moan at his care. I moan at the truth, air nibbling at my soaked sex that knows it will be ravished soon.
“Finger that pussy for us to watch,” Ford orders. “You’re going to come with your mouth serving our cocks.”
For minutes I indulge them and me. Gazing up to watch as they take turns kissing, taking turns with my drooling mouth, too, one, the other, and the other.
“Look at our beautiful whore,” Ford praises. “She’s so good at sucking our cocks. It’s making her naughty pussy so wet, we can hear it.”
My hand smacks into my sopping sex, taking it to the edge again, and I love it. I keep my eyes open to watch how they stroke off the other’s cock that’s not in my mouth.
Then I remember—phones are recording this. The one behind me, what a view it must have of three hot-as-hell men in suits fucking my throat, taking turns with my mouth, and me loving it while I get myself off.
The phone on my right must see my body clad in BDSM lingerie with my hard nipples poking through, my wrist pumping between my thighs strapped in leather, while my lips are wrapped around cock after cock syrupy with my spit. It shakes my legs. It makes me gasp, drooling between cocks as my hungry mouth only wants more.
“That’s it, baby.” Mateo knows my body. He’s mapped its every edge. “Make yourself come. You love sucking cock as much as we do, don’t you?”
“All three,” Ford issues the new order, and they planned this. Each grabs their base, holding their swollen tips together for me to lick like three salty lollipops, and I give such a lewd show.
“This is so fucking hot, baby.” Luke’s close. Mateo and Ford have more control, but I’m losing mine, too. My clit and pussy roar, my mind reeling at what I must look like on my knees, sucking off three men in powerful suits like their cocks hold my last drops of water.