Here we are. Three dongs, one hungry and happy girl.
Finally, we had found the perfect woman.
Underneath Katy, Mason pushed into her butt like it was his goddamned job. “Yeah, baby. Your ass is so tight, so good!” He panted and dripped sweat into the sheets.
“You're ours, Katy!” Trent growled. He gripped her hips and banged her like a machine. “I'm deep in you! So deep. Nobody can take our cocks like you.” The bed thumped into the wall. “Aw shit.”
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The sounds of our fucking swelled in the room. Moans, grunts, and the sound Katy choking on my meat stick.
For the first time in my life, I was actually worried about a girl’s air passages.
My big hands cupped that beautiful face of hers. She stared deep into my eyes. I fucked her pretty mouth, just like I had dreamed of since the first second that I met her. She smiled around my dick.
Then her eyes rolled up in her head. She screamed and came with a shuddering cry.
“Ahhh!”
“Hell yeah!” Mason slammed up into her harder. “She's cumming! I feel that shit all around my dick.”
“Damn, Kitty-Kat.” Sweat dripped down Trent's face and chest, down his abs that had to be burning from sex. “Our sweet filly. Oh shit, you’re the most beautiful girl in the world.” And with that, the man roared and pumped her full of hot cream, spraying our girl with the good stuff.
Mason growled and let go the same time. We always liked to cum together. It was sort of a tradition, and I didn’t want to be left behind. Finally, my seed blazed down my spine and out
of my manhood.
“Katy!”
In response, I yanked my spurting dick out of Katy’s mouth and gushed my hot cream all over her gasping, ecstatic face. She flicked out her little pink tongue and tried to catch the thick drops near her mouth.
Fuck. She’s killing me.
Four sets of lungs labored. Four satisfied and sweaty bodies collapsed into the sheets.
“Goddamn.” My body jolted from the aftershocks of one of the best orgasms ever. “Just god-fucking-damn!” Post-climax twitches ticked through my muscles. I was completely done for.
Katy lay exhausted and limp in the black sheets. Smiling, she rolled her head on the pillow to look at me.
“You guys are amazing,” she whispered. “This has been like a dream come true,” she murmured, eyes dazed.
I stared down at the brunette even as a tidal wave welled in my heart. Because she’s perfect. Katy wants us in every way, physical and emotional, all the while imbuing her action with sweet, sensitive emotion.
How often do you find someone like this who gives and gives and gives, never thinking to take in return? How often do you come upon an innocent who wants you for who you are, and now the wealth, fame, and hullaballoo surrounding celebrity?
Oh shit.
How the hell are we supposed to give this up?
It would be a lot harder than anticipated for sure.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Katy
The east coast was the best coast. I giggled to myself and climbed up the last steps to my parents’ little apartment in Brooklyn.
“Hey, Miss Katy. Good to have you back.” Little Mrs. Murtz called out to me from her stoop next door. She had been on that stoop since I’d known the elderly woman.