Page 65 of 12 Days

Rubbing the head of his cock over my tiny hole, Ethan pushes the head of his sopping wet dick into my asshole. He waits for a moment to allow me to adjust to the girth of his cock.

I moan out in pleasure.

Ford uses a moment of vulnerability to slide beneath my body, aiming his massive cock at my pussy. They’re going to double penetrate me, and I can’t think of anything I want more in this moment.

"Oh, fuck. Yes!" Whimpers come deep from within my body.

As though we’re a well-oiled machine, they both push inside of me at once, completely in synch.

Grunting.

Moaning.

My body fills with twenty-four inches of rock-hard cock.

Though my lips are covered with the cum from another man’s cock, I lean down and kiss Ford. Our mouths are massaging over one another in a filthy dance of seduction. I'm delighted with pleasing these men.

I shake almost violently at the impact of my body opening up for their cocks.

None of this has anything to do with that perfume. Unless it’s somehow lingering on their bodies, this is all me. I’m certain it is. I'm different now. Less inhibited. Not worried about what anyone thinks of me anymore.

I’m all about slutting it up for any and all of my twelve men. I have a hundred and forty-four inches of cock at my disposal, and I never want to waste an inch.

Ethan kisses up my back, stopping when he reaches my neck. Soft bites on my flesh leave marks on my once flawless skin. I don't care. I want it. To be covered with the sins of the flesh.

Each time they mark me, it’s as though the artist signs the masterpiece. And I’m the fucking canvas.

Moaning incoherently at this point, I’m so close to coming. I know it’s going to be insane.

I arch my back, pushing my ass hard against Ethan's cock, and I succumb to the pleasure. I can't deny it any longer, and my body convulses in a dance of pure orgasmic bliss.

"Ride that wave, baby. Come harder for us," Ford demands as his cock continues forcefully pumping into my swollen pussy walls.

Both Ethan and Ford push their cocks into the deepest point, holding inside of me. I know this is so I’ll achieve maximum pleasure. Maybe—no, there’s no maybe about it, I’m sure of it—they’re trying to make me addicted to this new life. The one that involves me having multiple lovers.

And I’m thinking I’m totally okay with that. Hi, my name’s Alyssa, and I’m addicted to cock.

These men are making my body tremble with the anticipation of them coming inside me. I want to feel their cocks fill my pussy and ass with hot, sticky cum, each one of them swollen and ready.

I’m almost shocked when they both come at the same time. Waves of cum start to pump into my asshole. A second later, my pussy is taking all of Ford's cum deep inside.

"Fuck. Take it all, Alyssa!" Ethan bites out as his balls empty into my asshole with a hot supply of sperm.

Not to be left behind, Ford shoots all his cum into my pussy, grunting with every wave of liquid gold he pumps inside my hot little cunt.

We all collapse on each other. Our bodies are totally saturated in cum and sated from the strenuous workout.

"I’ll be lowering the balloon now."

The machine operator gives us the heads up that we will be landing soon, and I giggle. He got quite the show.

Each of the men wipes himself off, putting clothes back on. But I have no clothing. Someone tossed those over the side of the aircraft.

Ethan hands me a towel and a blanket that we used for the floor. When we land, there’s a car waiting to whisk us away. No one will see me in my current state.

I’m still shaking and quivering—in the best way possible—when they place me in the backseat of the limousine. There’s no need for words.

That sex was one of the hottest fucks of my life. Like ever. I think we broke records here, but no one will read about this is any book. It's our little secret.

---