Page 41 of 12 Days

Chapter 18

Alyssa

The restaurant was beautiful inside and out. I still can't believe they reserved half of the place for just the six of us. It's nice when Men go to so much trouble to make the night something special.

Dinner is lovely, the food extraordinary. But when I look to each of them, I feel a tingle in the pit of my stomach.

To my right is Simon, so when I feel a hand on my thigh, I assume it is his. On the left side is Finn, who makes my body tremble when his hand finds my upper left thigh.

I am a loss for words for a moment or two but compose myself enough to wonder what the other three have planned.

Eason is directly across the table from me, and when I see his lips curl into a full grin, I know that they indeed have plans and that it’s only a matter of time before I find out.

“You didn't ask about dessert, Alyssa?” Eason asks, his grin still present.

I lick my lips to moisten them, clearing my throat, “Dessert? I hadn't thought about it, but since you brought it up, I guess I should be curious.”

I hear laughter and notice that Tristan finds this amusing. Before I can speak, two fingers pull my panties over and slide inside of my pussy. I don't know if it's Finn or Simon.

I close my eyes for a brief second, only opening them when there is a hand on the back of my neck. Tristan is right behind me, massaging my tense shoulders.

He leans down to whisper in my ear, “You're the dessert tonight, Alyssa. All of us want to taste you before the night’s over.”

I feel my entire body shiver. I feel myself get wet just from Tristan's words?and the two fingers manipulating my pussy.

I notice that Tate is missing from the table, but a second later I know why. He has crawled beneath the table, licking up my upper thigh, stopping when his tongue reaches my pussy.

"Oh, fuck!" My words come out in a squeal. I am surprised by the warmth of his tongue on my pussy lips.

Tristan wastes no time and pulls my dress off over my head, throwing it on an empty chair.

“Look at these tits!” Tristan growls as his hands move downward, not stopping till he has both hands filled with my bouncy breasts.

My nipples are rock hard. I arch my arch back to press them against Tristan’s palms.

Simon and Finn pull my legs up, placing the heel of my shoes against the edge of the table.

With my panties pulled to the side, my pussy is wide open for Tate. He's exploring my cunt with the tip of his tongue.

“Alyssa, your pussy tastes delicious!” Tate growls, his lips vibrating.

During all of this, the wait staff clears the table. They don’t say a word. It's as if this has happened before.

I hear the rip of fabric and know that my panties will no longer be a burden. I’m not sure who ripped them, nor do I care.

I hear a zipper being opened somewhere behind me. A hand tugs on the back of my neck, pulling my head to the side.

I finally see Tristan takes his cock out of his pants, rubbing the swollen head against my lips.

“Open wide, Alyssa. My cock needs to be sucked.”

My eyes widen as my lips part. I take the head of his cock into my warm mouth. I love tasting cock, and Tristan does not disappoint. I flick my tongue to lure his 12-inch cock into my mouth.

On either side of me, I have two more monster cocks. Simon and Finn are now standing with their cocks exposed.

“Jack my dick, Alyssa,” Simon grunts as his dick is fucking against my hand in anticipation. Finn does the same with his cock, but with even more force and demand.

Eason stands, moving next to Tristan, “Share that mouth over here.”

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