“I wonder who will come first,” he teases. All of a sudden, Grayson curls his fingers inside of me and I see stars. Fuck, I can barely think, and now he wants to make this a competition?
Gods, this man is going to kill me. Silla thankfully let her hair loose earlier, and it curls down her back. Pulling her hair hard so she arches her back, I suck on her delicious tits. I continue to finger fuck her tight little pussy, loving how she writhes in pleasure. She can’t move away, all she can do is feel.
“Clever,” he whispers in my ear. Grayson pulls his palm away from my clit, and I whine in disappointment. “Shh, good girls get rewards.”
“I’m such a good girl,” I complain.
“Keep sucking Silla’s tits,” he growls. Grayson gets his other hand between Silla and I, rubbing my clit hard. My legs start to tremble, and I no longer can tell you why I was complaining. Shuddering, Silla and I tie this non-contest, gasping as we come. She gushes all over my hand, and I continue to fuck her through it.
“A little competition never hurt anyone, did it?” he murmurs, pulling his fingers from my pussy. “Open.”
My lips part as I try to remember how to breathe, and Grayson pushes his fingers into my mouth. “Suck, Beautiful. Clean your mess before I fuck your messy pussy.”
His words make me shudder, releasing Silla’s hair, so I can cuddle her close as I suck and lick his fingers.
“She’s such a good girl,” Silla murmurs. I preen under her praise, and I can feel the curve of Grayson’s lips as he kisses my throat.
Pulling away, Grayson removes his clothes, moving back to wrap his arm around my waist and line his cock at my entrance. “If you want me to stop at any time, hit my leg, okay, Andrya?” he says gruffly. I can tell he’s holding a tight leash on his needs, and I nod furiously.
“He needs words, Andrya,” Silla reminds me.
“Yes, yes, I understand,” I tell them, shoving my ass at him eagerly. Gods, I appreciate his care, but I need to be filled right the fuck now.
No sooner than the words leave my mouth, Grayson’s large hands encase my hips and pull me down onto his cock. Oh, oh, shit. Flipping onto his back, he grabs my thighs, shoving my legs up as he works himself inside of me.
Silla crawls until she’s between his legs, her eyes wide as she stares. “So fucking hot,” she whispers. “Your pussy is so swollen and pretty as he fucks you, Baby.”
Rubbing my clit, she pushes up my hood before wrapping her lips around it and sucking. Shifting, Grayson wraps his arm around my thighs, continuing to bounce me on his cock so he can cover my mouth and stifle my cries. I can’t do quiet right now.
“That’s it, Baby. Tell me all about how it feels,” he chuckles into my ear. “You’re strangling my cock, and every time Silla sucks on your clit, you clamp down even more. You’re being so fucking perfect for me.”
Grayson spreads his legs wide thrusting into me from below. His piercings light up my nerve endings, and blows my senses wide. I’m extra aware that I’ll have bruises on my thighs from his fingers, and know I’ll wear them with pride. I loved sex before, but I lost my way. I don’t see the men who raped me as Grayson whispers words of encouragement as he fucks me and I hear Silla lick up his cock.
“Andrya, you’re drowning Grayson’s cock, you smell and taste so good together,” Silla moans.
I give a strangled cry at her words, wanting to hear how it affects her as she plays with herself.
“Fuck your pussy, Silla,” Gray commands. “I have a feeling Andrya wants to hear how fucking drenched you are.”
Whimpering, I crane my neck, and watch as her fingers disappear into her pussy.
“I wasn’t invited to the party, and I’m a little sad about it,” Isaac grumbles, sitting up as he yawns. His glasses are slightly askew, and it’s adorable.
“Isaac, come fuck me, Baby,” Silla moans, her mouth going back to work on Grayson and I.
“I don’t have to be asked twice,” he mutters, crawling quietly behind her. Pushing down his joggers that he changed into after dinner, he teases Silla. I moan as I watch, knowing from experience he likes to butt the tip of his cock against her clit. “Poor, Beautiful Girl. Your walls are clenching along your fingers, aren’t they? Let me in, Little Hacker. I promise I feel so much better.”
Silla whimpers, removing her fingers, and her fingers dig into my thighs as Isaac fills her. Between the guys, they fuck us hard. Silla uses her teeth to edge me closer to my orgasm, licking intermittently to take away the sting. Blackness starts to take over my vision, but I’m not scared. Fuck, Gray and Silla are going to kill me.
Grayson’s cock continues to pump inside of me without mercy, and my thighs begin to shake. My breasts bounce with each thrust, and I whimper and moan as a pressure begins to build inside of me. Fuck, I’m going to squirt. Silla’s thumb rubs my clit, and it all feels so intense.
“That’s it, Baby,” he growls. “I want you to cream all over my cock and Silla’s face. When Isaac leans in for a taste after he comes to clean off my dick, I want him to be able to taste you.”
“Godsdamn your fucking dirty mouth, Grayson,” Isaac pants. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. Andrya, I want to see you drown his fucking cock. You look so good bouncing on him. Such a brave, Good Girl. I’m so proud of you. Come for us.”
His words make my eyes roll and I clamp down on Grayson’s cock, the pressure too much for me. I let go, hurtling toward my release, squirting all over Silla and Grayson.
“Fucking gorgeous,” Isaac moans. His hand moves in between Silla’s legs, pinching her clit hard before covering her mouth. She gives a strangled scream, her body giving out on her with the force of her orgasm. She lays her head by Gray’s leg, Isaac riding through the force of her aftershocks, painting her walls with his cum.