All The Best Men

Meanwhile, Mason was doing just more than a few caresses here and there. His nimble fingers danced to my thighs and adeptly spread my legs, skimming up that sensitive flesh. The blue eyes took in everything, lingering on the feast spread before him.

“She’s so fucking wet.”

His voice was laced with awe as one finger ran in a circle through my labia, coating the digit in my juices. Like a man mesmerized, he tapped his fingers together, testing the tackiness, the sweet, wet heat that was all female.

“Oh fuck,” came his low rumble. “Fuck fuck fuck.”

Then like a dying man, Mason dove in face first and began to lick. Oh god! It felt so good. My cunt ran warm and wet like a stream, and Mason didn’t let a drop get away. Opening those lips, the river poured down his throat as he suckled on my clit, alternately licking and biting.

“Unnnh!” came my helpless squeal, hips jerking back and forth. “Oh oh!”

Meanwhile, Tyler leaned sideways over my torso, blue eyes scorching my flesh.

“Your nips are so fucking hard. Aw fuck baby. Come to papa.”

Slowly, he rolled one tit between his hand while massaging and squeezing the other. I almost passed out. Between kissing Kane, Mason lapping at my pussy, and Tyler’s breast play, I was ready to fly off to heaven right now. But the men weren’t done, not by a long shot.

“You ready honey?” rasped Kane. “You ready for some penetration?”

My eyes flew open then. So fast? We’d only started the foreplay. Wasn’t there was more?

But old Katie was still shy, so I nodded, eyes wide, glued to his.

“I’m ready,” came my small whisper, punctuated by a twist of my hips as Mason licked my clit once more. “Oh!”

But Tyler could sense my confusion.

“Naw honey, not penetration from dicks. Baby, we’re ten inches each. We’re not gonna sic thirty inches on you without more prep. You’re a virgin, sweetheart, and virgin holes can’t take thirty inches without getting loose first.”

My eyes went wide then, going between the male bodies. Because during my ecstasy, the three men had disrobed, shucking their clothes in messy piles on the side. And yeah, all three shafts were out now, glorious and beautiful. But they were huge, leaking cum with pulsing veins along the sides, making me hungry but also making me scared.

Could I do it?

Could I take three shafts into my pussy, stretching out that virgin hole?

Would I come out of this alive?

But a warm gush poured between my thighs then, heartrate accelerating, everything going loose inside. Because I wanted it desperately. I wanted to try at least, to put myself up to the ultimate challenge.

And my eyes flickered to theirs, the soft brown hungry.

“Yes,” came my murmur. “Yes, give it to me.”

The three men chuckled, stroking their hard rods. Oh my god, those man cocks glistened under the light, already streaming pre-cum. In fact, Mason already had a wet puddle beneath him on the rug, there was so much semen dripping off the head of his fuckshaft. My eyes widened again. It was being wasted! I needed every drop of that within me!

But the men chuckled hoarsely again.

“Naw pretty girl,” grunted Tyler, popping off a tit once more and making me squeal. “You gotta get stretched first. Ain’t no virgin pussy ready to handle us.”

And at that moment, Kane’s big digit slipped up my channel. Oh my god, it was incredible. With Mason working my clit with his tongue, Kane’s finger toyed slowly with my lips, circling the little hole where their dicks would go before snaking its way up.

“Ummh!” came my helpless moan, muffled by his lips on mine. I writhed on the couch, my body a feast laid out for these men. “Ummm!”

And Kane wiggled his finger inside then, testing my smooth walls.

“Aw fuck she’s tight,” he ground out. “Real tight. It’s gonna take more.”

And slowly, without missing a beat, Mason slid his finger in right next to Kane’s. That’s right, during my second sexual encounter, I had two men sliding their fingers into my vag simultaneously. Not one in, and then one out, but rather two fingers from two different men stroking my inner channel, coaxing the cream to run even faster and harder.

“Unnnh!” came my wild moan, brown curls tossing this way and that as I writhed on the couch. “Unnnh!”

But the billionaires meant business. It was important to get my pussy in shape for a fucking, otherwise this was all gonna be for naught. So slowly, they began a series of exercises. They stirred my pussy clockwise, then counterclockwise. Then came a series of scissor-like motions, stretching that virginal hole. And then came the serious finger-fucking. Both digits in, hard, before sliding back out, then in once more, making sure I could take the penetration.

“Ahhhhh!” came my wild scream, back almost arching off the couch. “Ahhh!” I was gonna burst into a million colors and shapes, exploding into a rainbow of sensation.