Three Rockstars of Sin

But did we care? Naw, that’s why flying private is so nice.

Because my bud was on it next.

“Gimme that pussy, Kate baby,” Brody growled from beneath her.

Groaning, I grabbed those thick hips and positioned her leaking pussy over our front man’s meat. Oh yeah, my sperm was still rolling from her folds when Brody did his thing.

“Oh!”

Because the girl was amazing. Kate opened her pussy around him, swallowing all ten veiny inches, and then settled on top like a born jockey.

“Oh! Oh!” came those squeals.

Already filled with my cum, her cunt squelched around Brody’s hard shaft. I loved that sound, it’s so fucking rancid.

Because Kate was unlike any girl we had ever had before, her tits flying as she bounced on top of Brody’s cock. He grabbed her hips and pushed up inside, that handsome face straining. And Katie loved it.

“Fuck me! Fuck me!” she panted, legs spread wide. “Don’t stop!”

Kate looked so decadent and debauched, our gorgeous girl in every way. Pretty curls flew around her face, sticking to the sides with sweat.

“Drink this baby, drink this down with the taste of our dicks,” Gunner encouraged.

And as she moaned, he poured champagne into her open mouth, kissed her, and worshiped those pretty pink lips. She lapped up the champagne while Brody slammed into her from below.

Slap, slap, slap.

And finally, my man roared. Brody came like a hurricane. Scratch that. He came like a level ten hurricane boiling up the Gulf Coast, jerking his hips with a mighty roar.

The initial spurt of semen only sent Kate over the edge.

“Oh” she cried, pussy spasming hard. “Oh yes! I’m coming again!”

“Ride my dick,” Brody gasped from below. “It’s all yours, sweetheart. Unnh!”

But there was still one more dick, and Brody knew the rules. So fuckshaft still blasting baby batter, he shifted her off his pole, the girl’s eyes going wide even as her pussy spasmed and clamped around air.

“Wha--?” was her gasp. “Why?”

But the answer came all too soon.

Because while Kate was poised in midair, Gunner pushed his shaft into her. That’s right, the girl was still trying to sit down when suddenly she was speared, a mighty penis entering her hole

“Ahhhh!” she screamed wildly, eyes rolling back in her head. “Unnnh!”

And oh shit, it was good to watch. Because the girl leaned back, that slutty puss dripping two men’s semen. And Mase didn’t care at all. He continued to pummel, our jizz running down his ball sack.

“Fuck,” he roared. “Fuck fuck fuck.”

“Gunner!” Kate cried out. “Unnh!”

God! She loves it so much.

“Take my dick,” he growled, tugging her hair. “You love this dick, tell me you love it!”

“I love it!” she panted breathlessly. “I love your dick in me. I love all your dicks! Oh!”

And just like that, my bro came too, pumping like a motherfucker. Kate screamed again, her pussy milking him wildly, boobs bobbling up and down like giant sacks of cream.

Shit, the sweet thing had just taken three massive fuckshafts into that dirty snatch. Three loads of cum were swirling in her fertile channel, the jism of three men.

And yet the brunette was unfazed.

“I want you so much!” she cried, face a mask of ecstasy. “More!”

And just like that, it was done.

Shit. Our girl was no longer a virgin for sure. She’d just serviced three massive alphas, draining our dicks of hot, goopy semen.

Shit.

I grabbed the brunette before she could collapse onto the floor. And with Kate held gently in my strong arms, I walked to the bedroom suite at the back of the plane and set her down tenderly, admiring that innocent beauty.

Of course innocence has its limits. Kate was oozing three men’s come at the moment, shuddering and flushed from pleasure.

I went to the bathroom to grab a cloth for her, but Kate jerked upright for a moment.

“Don’t go, Hudson,” she begged me. “Stay!”

“I’ll just be right back, sweetheart,” was my soothing murmur.

In the bathroom, I grabbed a couple of cloths and wet them with warm water. She would need warmth and comfort after being worn out like that. I threw two of them at Gunner and Brody, and then gently knelt between our girl’s thighs. Soft whimpers of satisfaction and pleasure left her throat as the soft material dabbed between her legs. It was almost like she wanted more.

Does this chick have a stronger sex drive than we do?

“You guys are amazing,” she whispered, spreading her legs even further and baring the pink. “Really amazing.”

But I wasn’t biting. She needed rest.

And clean now, Brody lay down next to her, then Gunner too.

Because Kate was grateful, but Gunner, Brody, and I knew the truth. We were the lucky ones. Three fortunate men managed to stumble onto a once in a lifetime opportunity. How often does a personal assistant become someone really special? A girl who meets your every need, not to mention those of your brothers?