I held the headboard in my hands and they shook, rattling the board against the wall.
“Ohhhhh!”
I was gonna come. I was gonna come.
Oh fuck yes! Ah it hurts. It…it…it’s…fuck…I can’t…I can’t anymore…I can’t handle…Oh my god! Ohhhhh god! YES!
It poured out of me. Everything. I collapsed onto Stallion’s face. I came so hard. I’d never done that. Not like that.
Suddenly a light flickered on, a small orange glow illuminated the room. Someone was standing on the side of the bed with a lighter in hand, holding it out to get a better view of the room.
“Y’all really know how to get a party started. Holy shit. I thought bein’ fashionably late was gonna be a good idea. Apparently y’all don’t know how to wait for nobody.”
I knew that redneck drawl. It was Mud. I was shocked. I was mortified for a second but then Stallion did something, bit lightly at my clit and my legs shook again.
I bit my lip and looked over my shoulder to see Mud standing there on the side of the bed, completely fucking naked. Not even a robe on. He was every bit as magnificent as his online profile picture. His chest was broad and muscular. His abs were ripped. His cock was big and glorious, just dangling there, half erect. And his face. I couldn’t see his face very well in the shadows of the flickering lighter flame but his jaw looked square and I just knew he was handsome.
His cock. My eyes were drawn to it again. I wanted to be dirty. I wanted to get Mud in my mouth. I wanted Mud on my tits and in my pussy. I wanted Mud everywhere. I wanted to be fucking filthy with Mud.
Stallion made me quiver again and I realized I’d forgotten the man of my dreams was staring at me as I rode this guy’s face.
He was just gazing at me, his face in the shadows, and as I watched him watch me I saw his dick stir. It moved a little, growing as he enjoyed what he was seeing.
Ferrah kept riding Stallion, not even giving Mud a glance. Her eyes were clamped shut and her face was twisted into a frown, but not the bad kind. She was just enjoying herself so much she couldn’t express herself correctly.
You know that moment when you’re ecstatic but your face droops. When you lose control of your motor functions. That was Ferrah as she fucked Stallion with the fury few could handle.
Behind her I could see Ray, handsome pop-star-like Ray sitting on the edge of the bed with Veronica draped over him. She still had her robe on but she was going to town on the guy, her luscious lips running up and down the length of his cock.
Jennifer, gorgeous Jenn, was lying on her back with chubby Stan going nuts on her. He was eating her pussy the way a dog laps up water from its dish. Jennifer was enjoying herself but watching Mud. The view was better there and instant jealousy came over me as I imagined Jenn inviting him over and taking him in her mouth while Stan finished her off.
“How’d you get in here?” Jennifer suddenly asked, panting with each syllable.
Veronica pulled off Ray’s dick with a smack of her lips. “And why the fuck do you have your lighter on?”
“I got me a key,” Mud said as he held up the keycard. “Who do y’all think paid for the room?”
All this time I’d been worried about him not showing up and he’d paid for the fucking room. What an asshole. I was his online pimp, the leader of his street team, his number one gal who made sure his books got spread all over the Internet. I was the one who said good morning to him every sunrise and told him he was the best ever at each sundown. And I knew nothing of these plans.
Fucking brilliant.
“And I have my lighter on cause I wanted to see how delicious y’all look in mid-fuck,” he added. “And I wanted to see my gal gettin’ her rocks off.”
He looked over at me and I smiled. I smiled. I fucking smiled at the guy of my dreams while another guy ate my pussy. What the fuck is that all about? I felt like I was in a very strange wet dream.
But he’d called me his gal. His gal. I was his gal.
Stallion slid my clit between his teeth and it hurt but felt so good at the same time. I leaned forward and almost smacked my head on the headboard, suddenly understanding the name of the thing. I slapped it with an open palm and bit my tongue trying to stop myself from moaning and embarrassing myself in front of Mud.
“Ferrah, you bring any of them candles you mentioned?”
“Uhh, ohh, yeah, umm, oh shit, yeah I have one in my…oh shit…in my purse.”
Stallion was still licking me as he drove his dick upward and into Ferrah. It seemed like he was punishing her for talking while he fucked her.
Mud fished into her purse and retrieved a candle. He lit it and set it up high on a dresser. The room brightened just a little more but was still quite dark.
“This looks like a scene right outta one of my books. No more hiding, folks. We’re all friends here. Just fuck and be merry,” Mud said.