Propped up on my elbows, I close my eyes and just surrender to the movement of their cocks, their thickness stretching both my ass and pussy at the same time. They don’t say a word as they use my body, the present moment too valuable to waste their breath on words.
“I think I’m gonna come,” I say - or, rather, I try to say; in truth, the only thing that leaves my mouth is a quivering moan. My voice seems to echo through the whole house and, just a second later, I feel both my pussy and ass tightening up around their cocks. A shiver goes down my spine, slight spasms taking over my muscles, and then I just throw myself forward.
Their cocks jump out of me fast, and I lay down on the floor, my breasts pressed against the cold tiles. I flail my limbs as if I were having a seizure, the connection between my mind and body completely broken.
“AHH,” I moan hard, tears of joy streaming down my face as the most violent orgasm of my life rages through me, ecstasy racing through my bloodstream. “Oh, fuck,” I finally sigh as the incessant waves of that final orgasm start fading away. Rolling to my back, I look at Tristan and Madden and grin.
“I want your cum… Right now,” I whisper, not lifting a finger. It only takes them a second to decode what I want. Kneeling side by side, they grab their cocks and, wasting no time, they stroke themselves as their eyes wander all over my body.
I look at them as if I’m in a trance, watching as their muscles tense up and stretch their skin, their abs looking like bricks. And, better than all the rest, I watch them stroke themselves. There’s something wildly erotic about seeing a man pleasure himself, especially when he doesn’t even blink as he looks at your naked body.
“Fuck,” Madden groans and, as he does it, a rope of white cum jumps from his cock and hits me straight in the chest. A fraction of a second later another rope of cum hits my naked skin, tracing an arch in the air
as it gushes out of Tristan’s cock.
I take my hands to my breasts as they cum all over me, smearing their semen over my skin. I told you I wanted to bathe in their cum, and that’s exactly what I’m doing right now.
Ah, it feels good to be a dirty girl.
By the time they finish cumming, I’m covered in cum from my head to my toes, thick strands of it dripping down my skin. Licking my cum-coated lips, I then swallow the seed I scooped up with my tongue, smiling as I feel their raw manly flavor going down my throat.
“Kitchen christened,” I laugh as I sit up, my heart still racing.
“Definitely,” Madden laughs as well, and then he crushes his mouth against mine, his hands grabbing at my cum covered breasts. When I pull back from him, I don’t even have the time to catch my breath - replacing Madden, Tristan kisses me as well, pushing his tongue deep into my mouth as he grabs me by at the ass.
They smear their cum all over, licking strands off my neck and breasts, and I just throw my head back and savor the moment.
“I need a bath,” I finally say, looking at them with a devilish grin.
“A bath, uh? That reminds me of something,” Madden laughs.
“Yeah, we still haven’t christened the master bathroom,” Tristan says, and then he goes up to his feet and pulls me up. Picking me up from the floor, he carries me into his arms and the three of us start walking out of the kitchen, heading upstairs toward the bathroom.
Yeah, I know, I’m exhausted - but I’m never too exhausted for a round two.
It’s been like this ever since we became a family of three. It’s just never enough, you know? And I’m not just talking about sex. More than sex, the love we feel for each other is so deep and intense that it overshadows everything else.
No doubt about it… I’m the luckiest girl in the world.
The Biggest Licker Season Update
Chase: Hello and welcome to the last installment of our analysis of The Biggest Licker – the most popular reality show on TV. I’m your host, Chase Worthington.
Nadia: And I’m your co-host, Nadia Moore. And what a season, folks! What a week! It’s all over now and I think Megan finally got the Happily Ever After she’s been looking for!
Chase: That’s right. What an ending. No one – myself or anyone on the production staff – could have ever imagined that such an ingenious solution would present itself to such a bad situation.
Nadia: That’s right. Although I’m sure the studio execs weren’t that happy considering that they didn’t give her the apartment, Chase.
Chase: I mean, come on. She won $2 billion. The apartment was only worth $150 million. I think where they ended up as well is a lot nicer than One57.
Nadia: But the producers lost the spinoff opportunity with both men going with Megan, didn’t they?
Chase: I think we need to say a big thank you to the producers and a big congratulations to the happy trio of Madden and Tristan and Megan.
Nadia: I know you actually want to say fuck you to the producers. But I don’t think you can say fuck you to the producers on live TV, babe. You might get fired?
Chase: I don’t think they’ll ever find television anchors as engaging and charming as us. Plus, they wouldn’t dare let us go. Not while you’re pregnant.