We were alone in the shadows, away from the crowds. Three smiling, happy people sipping their drinks… while two hands crawled their way up my leg from either side.
God…
I lay back to enjoy it, savoring the feel of being flanked by these two tall, breathtakingly gorgeous men. I felt wonderfully surrounded. Totally dominated. I quivered beneath the electric touch of ten probing fingertips. Shuddered with pleasure at the warmth of their palms, sliding upward beneath my dress. Dragging along the insides of my thighs…
Brody’s other arm swung upward, and something flipped through the air. It landed on the table with a loud ‘clack’, as he deftly covered it with his hand.
“Heads or tails?”
What the—
“Tails,” Corey announced, without hesitation.
My one lover removed his hand. My other lover smiled as a quarter was revealed, face-down.
“Come with me,” said Corey.
As he stood and led me from the booth, my eyes stayed on Brody. He was smirking wryly, slipping the quarter back into his pocket. But I could see envy in his eyes. Envy and… mischief.
I was pulled into a back hallway. Through a swinging door. The bright lights of a restroom had me squinting for a moment, and then suddenly I realized where we were.
A men’s room!
Corey pulled me wordlessly past a bank of sinks. Past a man washing his hands. He looked up into the mirror, just as the water automatically stopped. Our eyes met in the reflection…
I could only imagine what he was thinking as Corey ushered me into the last stall.
“OH!”
All the breath left my body as he pulled me against him, kissing me savagely. Our lips writhed. Our tongues dueled. The moment the door latched behind us his hands were roaming my body, dipping below the hem of my dress, to roll it all the way up to my hips…
Clutching me hard, his fingers probed their way past my wetness. I gasped as they plunged inside me from behind, sliding alongside the string of balls already embedded there…
“Oh my God, Corey…”
A door opened and closed, somewhere in the background. Either the guy washing up was leaving, or someone else had come in.
Either way I found that I didn’t care. All I could focus on was my lover’s fingers, plunging wetly in and out of me. His kisses, trailing down my neck as I heard the familiar jingle of a belt buckle…
“Corey, I—”
Just as quickly his hands slipped to my shoulders. I felt a gentle pressure, firm but insistent…
And suddenly I was sinking downward, until I was face to face with Corey’s warm, swollen cock.
Twenty-Four
LAUREN
I rocked back on my heels, squatting rather than kneeling. Gripping Corey’s naked ass for leverage, as I took him all the way down my throat. It was incredibly hot, blowing him in the men’s room stall. Knowing that someone could be listening. That any number of people could just walk right in, and realize something was definitely going on.
“You love this, don’t you?”
He was talking normally. Not even whispering. It was alarming but it turned me on at the same time.
“I said—”
“Yes,” I moaned quickly around his cock. “Oh God yes.”