The Arrangement

No. Fuck that.

If anything, I decided I was going to wear them out.

Nathan had left the room without me even knowing. He returned now with a bunch of pillows and blankets. I watched him spread them over the floor as Chase held me fast, pushing down on my shoulders to help grind my pussy into his friend.

“Setting up for a long night?” I growled, between kisses.

Nathan glanced over his shoulder and laughed. “Long night for you, sweetie.”

Burke was really driving into me now. By pulling back on my arms and shoving his pelvis forward, it gave him all the depth he could ever possibly want. It was like he was drilling for oil. Testing to see how deep he could go, before finally making me scream.

But I was determined not to. Somehow it was suddenly important to take every inch they were ready to give me. As if tonight were some kind of filthy test or final exam.

If so, I intended to pass.

Eventually I was lifted, then set down on my back. Chase and Nathan pinned my legs up, giving Burke full license to fuck me any way he wanted. I gasped when he drove straight into me, piling driving me from above. Bottoming out against my soaking wet entrance, as I gasped for breath and bit my lip and tried not to cry uncle the whole time.

Look at yourself!

I wished there were a mirror. I really was a sight.

How did you wind up like this?

All I could see was Burke’s two shredded arms, holding up his massive chest as he plunged mercilessly into me. Somewhere over his shoulders I could vaguely see my stiletto pumps, still strapped to my feet.

This is DIRTY, Kayleen.

It was. It really, really was.

Filthy!

I was on my back, legs spread wide, speared by one lover while two others held me open for him. It was beyond slutty. Totally on the other side of any sane or rational situation, even by my own open-minded standards.

And yet…

And yet Burke was finally reaching the edge. A thin sheen of sweat began forming all over his skin, even as his breathing grew rapid and shallow.

I was winning.

The thought was as sexy as it was powerful. My lover’s face contorted, and I recognized it immediately because I’d seen it before. It was the face of someone too close to go back. The expression a man made when he’d gone one too many thrusts… when he knew that even if he stopped, what happened next was still inevitable.

With a grunt and a curse, he was coming in my pussy.

Instead of slowing down, Burke actually picked up the pace. It was like he was punishing me; straining to give me every last ounce he had in reserve. Mentally conveying that yes, maybe I’d won this battle… but he’d eventually win the war.

I squeezed my legs hard, clutching his broad back with my two clawed hands as he emptied himself inside of me. I took every throb and pulse. Every last euphoric convulsion, until he withdrew, spent and leaking, from my pussy.

“What the fuck man?”

Chase and Nathan were both looking down. There was come everywhere. It glazed my thighs, ran down my ass, soaked into the pillows beneath me. It looked like every ounce of a week’s worth of pent-up sexual frustration, all released at once, in way too small a space to contain it.

Nathan laughed, then punched Burke in the arm. “Don’t you ever jerk off?”

I winked at my latest lover, who only grunted in reply. Then I was touching myself… plunging three fingers deep into my pussy while teasing my own aching clit…

And then smearing them all over my belly.

Damn.