By now, work was out of the question. We were too strung-out waiting for our best girl. Where was she?
After all, it was almost time for takeoff, so she should be here. But our little hottie had said she had some last minute work to wrap up for Helena? WTF? What could it be?
Because our Chicago show had been aces, as usual. It was a packed house—even more money in the bank for us. We never cared for Chicago before, but it was special now. It was the city where Kate let us touch that beautiful body. That girl was unlike any other. I was lucky to even have a chance with her. We all were.
Suddenly, Gunner interrupted again.
“You think she’s ready for us?” he growled harshly.
The man liked to talk, even when he already had the answers. Yeah, Caveman Mase was a verbose motherfucker.
“Hell yeah,” I replied. “The girl’s young and flexible. She might be a virgin, but her pussy’s gotta be elastic.”
Already my dick was waking up just at the thought of getting inside her hot snatch.
“Plus, you guys saw how she was in the shower,” Brody rasped. His cock was getting hard too. It rose up under his zipper like a cobra to a flute. “Sure, she was scared at first,” he continued. “But then she warmed up. That little pussy was ready for us then, and we’ll get it ready for us now. You’ll see.”
The three of us nodded in agreement.
“We can get her ready,” Caveman Mase said slowly. “She wants to fuck us. No doubt. I just hope she’s ready for how big we all are.”
Now the guy was having doubts? Please motherfucker.
“Naw, she’s ready,” grunted Brody. “I rubbed my cock all over her ass but she just kept moving her cunt onto it like she wanted me to fuck her right there.” He grabbed his own dick and gave it a nice, long squeeze before letting go. “That little filly was wet as fuck for us, dude. If we didn’t stop when we did, she wouldn’t be a virgin right now.”
“True,” I agreed.
Silence again.
“I don’t think we’ve had a girl as good as her before,” Gunner said. “Actually, I know we haven’t had one as good as her in the past.”
He was right. Kate was a mass of contradictions, and it had us hooked. She wore a polo shirt and khakis, but with no bra underneath. She was innocent, and yet her pussy was slick and wet for us all the time.
How had this little virgin drawn us in?
We’re three hardened males who’ve been with hundreds of women. So what was it about Kate?
And we couldn’t stop talking about the sweet thing. Oh yeah, our personal assistant was our new favorite topic.
“Remember how shocked she was when she saw our cocks?” Brody chuckled hoarsely. “I mean, we’ve had total whores think the same thing, so I guess I can’t blame her. We’re all big.”
“Most porn stars don’t have dicks as big as ours,” I laughed. Because all three of us were hung like horses, wide, veiny, and long. “But I get the feeling that she’s gonna be able to take us. She’s new to this, but the girl wants it bad enough that her pussy will open up the way we need it to. I know it will,” was my confident comment.
“Three times though? She’s a virgin,” Gunner reminded us. “You know we all want a taste of that pussy, but we don’t want to hurt her. Otherwise she’ll never want to get down again.”
“I have faith,” I smirked. “Trust me, she’s elastic.”
“So when?” pushed Gunner. “Today? Are we gonna break her in today?”
“Yeah,” Brody rumbled, his voice deep resonant. “Absolutely today.”
“Mile high, right?” I looked at my two bros.
They both grinned in agreement. It was a done deal.
Because there was no time like the present. Our flight from Chicago to Los Angeles was about five hours, giving us plenty of time to induct Kitty-Kat into the Mile High Club. We would make sure that she enjoyed every single cum-soaked minute of it.
My balls were filled with cream, and I ached to unload it all on her face, in her pussy, or even in her butt. Gunner was an ass man and he would try to get there first, but no worries. She could take two loads up there, I was sure.
A groan escaped my throat then.
Just then Kate came rushing on board.
“Sorry I’m late,” she stammered apologetically. “The hotel in L.A. had a few last minute questions I had to deal with on the way here. Everything is sorted out, though. They’ll have our rooms ready before we get there.”
I knew that she was saying something important, but it was tough to focus on what she was saying. The hard wood between my legs needed attention.