Dirty Addiction (Dirty 2)

I hear the whip crack again as it hits my stomach.

“Let’s see how dirty you like it.” His tongue licks the side of my face, and my lips curl in disgust.

I don’t want to feel him on me. I don’t want him touching me.

I feel more hands. On my breasts, my stomach, my arms. They are everywhere. Exploring my body, touching me places no man should touch without permission.

“Stop,” I let slip from my lips.

I bite my lip again hating that I spoke.

“You want us to stop, huh? I thought having three men at once turned you on?” Maximo says.

I deeply exhale as I feel hands twisting my nipple and I can’t help but get turned on a little.

Lips on my neck send chills down my throat, and an erection is pushing at my entrance.

No.

I won’t be raped.

Ever again.

But that’s precisely what’s happening at Matteo’s orders.

I take a deep breath in again, letting the musky scent of whichever guy is on me. Matteo?

I try not to react. I take another deep breath as the cock pushes in. A very familiar cock to go with a very familiar scent.

The asshole was messing with me. Trying to make me think I was being raped when I wasn’t.

Two can play this game.

“Stop,” I scream again letting it all out as his cock pushes deeper inside me.

The other guys may have their hands on me as well, but it’s mostly on the outskirts. Holding my arms and legs down, and saying dirty things to keep up the appearance they are raping me, while Matteo does the dirty work himself.

“No,” I cry out as he roughly takes my breast.

“You don’t get to speak,” Maximo says as something covers my mouth and nose so that I can’t even breathe.

I pretend to panic, my arms flailing as best as I can with everyone’s arms on me. I don’t panic though. I know Matteo is here and he is the one in control and if sex with him these last few weeks has taught me anything, it’s he knows my limits and won’t hurt me. So when my lungs start burning and aren’t able to breathe, that’s when the hand is removed, and I suck in a deep breath.

The hand covers my nose and mouth as Matteo thrusts inside of me, hitting the sweetest spots making me come alive like only he can.

I can’t breathe as he thrusts, but it only makes it more invigorating. The fact that three other men are watching with their hands on me should embarrass me, but it only turns me on more that Matteo will let them participate to intensify the experience.

I feel my orgasm growing, and now I can’t hold on. I can’t keep up the ruse that this is hurting me, and I no longer care. I want my orgasm to explode out and give me freedom and pleasure.

The hand is removed so I can breathe, but I can’t breathe as my orgasm explodes through my body.

“Matteo!” I cry out as I come around his dick as he explodes into my body.

No one speaks or moves. Eventually, I feel hands slowly leaving my body until I know it’s just me and Matteo left in the room.

I grin widely and bite my lip as he slowly removes the blindfold.

“When did you figure out it was me this whole time?” Matteo asks.