My 3 Rockstar Bosses

Because with a slow nod, the female agrees.

“Yes,” comes her breathy murmur. “Yes, I want it.”

And slowly, her hands move. As if in a trance, they untie her frilly apron, letting it drop to the ground. Fuck, she’s gorgeous. The girl’s got a white dress on underneath, and slowly, she slips a hand under one strap and lets it fall off her shoulder.

“Like this?” she whispers, quivering a bit, hunger in those caramel eyes.

/> We nod, eyes all over her luscious bod. Oh shit, the show’s starting and my dick’s already beginning to perk. Fuck me.

She pushes the dress down further, freeing one heavy, creamy breast, running her index finger over the stiff, pink rosebud of a nipple.

“Like this?” she whispers again. “Like this, boys?”

My mouth grows dry. Damn, is Macy really doing this? Is the female teasing us, or does she have no idea? My dick jerks, spurting heavily in my jeans, and I can tell my bros are suffering the same. Fuck, Matt’s actually got his zip down, one hand in as he strokes. What a dirty mofo. Fuck him.

But this is the Macy show, and we don’t want to scare her the first time. So we go slow.

“More,” I breathe on a harsh rasp.

“The other one, too,” Will rumbles, leaning forward, blue eyes intense.

Macy takes a deep breath, and then pushes the other strap down, her shoulders now bare. Her left breast bounces out, full and creamy, and it’s all I can do to not groan aloud. Holy shit, that rack! Her tits are two perfect sacks of cream, and she touches them then, stroking gently down the sides, rubbing gently.

“Is this what you want?” she whispers shyly. “Like this?”

Holy fuck. I’m gonna pop. I can’t take it anymore. My stiff cock needs a quick touch, even through the confines of my pants, and Macy knows. Her eyes meet mine, then travel downward. She watches, fascinated, as I stroke my tool through the stiff fabric, our eyes locked.

“That’s right baby girl,” I growl, “This is all for you.”

“Unnnh,” grunts Will. “Aw fuck. I can’t take this anymore.”

And like a bolt of lightning, suddenly we’re on her, a pack of wolves surrounding our prey. Matt is first, dipping his head to suckle one nipple. Will’s fingertips reach for the other, rolling that pinkness between his fingers before leaning in for a kiss.

Meanwhile, Tim and I are busy too. I fall to my knees, licking the underside of one tit, and Tim follows suit with the other, pressing his lips to the crease between the underside of her breast and her torso.

Macy literally shakes, her head falling back, eyes closed with pleasure.

“Ahhh,” she moans. “Oh god.” Her breasts quiver beneath our mouths, the soft flesh heaving.

“This is wrong,” she mewls wildly, shaking her head. “This is so wrong.”

“Naw, baby,” grunts Tim, looking up for a sec. “Why is this wrong? This is good.”

She comes to for a moment, just staring at us as we rotate at her tits, sucking and kissing, stroking our tongues along that creamy flesh.

“Because there’s four of you,” she breathes, holding still as we lavish her with attention. “There’s four of you, and only one of me.”

“So?” I grunt. “What’s the problem?”

But she can’t answer because it’s too mind-blowing. The girl gives in then, leaning back as we kiss and suck, her entire body quivering with pleasure.

Meanwhile,four erect cocks beg to be freed from bondage. I rub mine every so often, wishing more than anything that I could have her pillowy mouth on me right now, that I could enjoy the sweet feel of her cunt.

But it’s too early, so instead, we play at her breasts. I bite one nip lightly and she yelps, eyes going wide for a moment before going heavy with lust once more. Matt and I tease as a team on her left side, savoring that creamy flesh.

Meanwhile, the twins work her right side, doing some depraved shit, I don’t know. I’m too busy with my small piece of heaven to know what’s going on over there, but suddenly it all ends. Because Macy moans once, loud, head thrown back and eyes closed.

“Come for us, sweet girl,” I urge. “Yeah, that’s it.”