What happened to me? I think to myself as I slide down from my seat and allow my knees to touch the floor. The purr of the engine climbs up my legs steadily, and my insides clench as I realize what I’m about to do.
Back when Trevor was my boyfriend, I had always thought of myself as the girl-next-door type. Sure, I enjoyed sex (as bad as it was with Trevor), but I never thought I’d end up doing all these crazy things ... such as being with three men at the same time. That’ the kind of stuff that only happens in books, right? Well, apparently I was wrong about that.
Now, on my knees in front of them, I realize that I’m changing. Evolving, if you want to call it that. The meek Cara is leaving her cocoon, and a new strong one is emerging in its place. A wicked Cara, one that knows what she wants and goes after it.
And do you know what I want right now? It can’t be that hard to imagine.
“I need that,” I purr, positioning myself between Parker’s spread legs. He’s sitting in the middle of the seat, Mason on his left, and Derek on his right. Stretching my arms wide, I place one hand atop one of Mason’s knees, and the other on Derek. Looking up into Parker’s eyes, I slide my hands up the legs of the other men, only stopping when my fingers caress
the bulging shape tenting their pants.
I feel my insides clenching as I feel their cocks pulsing against my fingertips, all that lust and desire coiled inside them and more than ready to be set free. And, God, I want nothing else than that!
“Whatever you need, you’ll get,” Derek tells me, his words heavy and loaded with anticipation. As he says it, I flatten the palm of my hands against his cock and Derek’s, feeling their huge shafts hardening even more and stretching thin the fabric of their pants.
“Derek’s right, you know?” Parker whispers, placing one hand on my head and tangling his fingers in my hair. “Whatever it is you need ... we’re more than ready to give it to you.”
“What if I want everything?” I reply, turning my wrists around and curling my fingers around Mason and Derek’s cock. I do it hard, my grip so tight that they groan.
“Then you’ll get everything,” Mason tells me, pushing the words out between his gritted teeth. I look at him and smile, watching as the lines on his face grow deep, pleasure taking over his expression.
“You guys sure know the right words,” I whisper, leaning forward and then down, mashing my breasts against Parker’s cock. With two cocks in my hands (never mind that there’s all that fabric between my skin and theirs) and one more pulsing between my breasts, I feel that madness of lust taking over me.
“And you know the right moves,” Parker sighs heavily, leaning back against the seat. As he does it, he raises his hips slightly, pressing his hard cock against the valley between my breasts. “Fuck, that’s good,” he groans, his cock throbbing so hard against my chest that I feel as if my whole body as started to boil.
Closing my eyes, I start flicking my wrists, stroking Mason and Derek over their pants. I do it hard, and I do it rough; my hands move up and down the length of their shafts as fast as I can, and I grit my teeth as I imagine how it’ll feel to have them inside my mouth. Oh, God, I need it so badly.
Moving back from Parker, I look up into his eyes once more, clicking my tongue against the roof my mouth. So many cocks, and only two hands…! Ah, what’s a girl to do?
“Take it out,” I whisper at Parker, feeling my lips curl into a deliciously wicked grin. “I want to see it,” I continue, never blinking as I keep my eyes locked on his.
Slowly, he starts to move.
He takes both his hands to his waist and, breathing hard, he untucks his shirt. I catch a glimpse of his washboard abs, and I almost start to salivate as I imagine how it’d feel to run my tongue over his chiseled muscles. Then, as he unbuckles his belt and unzips his pants, it’s as if my heart stops beating.
I can’t even blink as his cock pushes back against the fabric of his boxer briefs, aching for release. I look at the contour of the twelve-inch monster hiding under his underwear, and I become so wet that I can’t even think straight. Without giving the time to push down his boxers, I simply dive forward, tilting my head sideways and placing my open mouth over his hard cock.
I suck on it over the fabric, closing my eyes as his manly flavor takes over me, blanketing whatever rational thought there still was inside my head. I just press my lips hard against it, feeling his thickness against my mouth, and I let instinct take the steering wheel.
“Fuck, I need that mouth,” Parker groans and, without giving me the time to react, he hooks his fingers on his boxer briefs and pulls them down to his knees. The moment he does it, his cock springs free and slaps my eager lips, its warm thickness sending a shiver up my spine.
I don’t even think.
I just act.
Still stroking Mason and Derek, I open my mouth and roll my lips down the length of Parker’s shaft, only stopping when I feel the tip of his cock against the back of my throat. I hold my position there for a few seconds, just enjoying the way his thickness pushes down on my tongue, and only then do I move my lips back.
“Oh, fuck,” he groans again, laying his hands on my head. Instead of pushing me down his cock, he simply tangles his fingers on my hair and leans back. Allowing a moan to climb up my throat, I start bobbing my head back and forth, twirling my tongue around his shaft as my lips move across his length.
I keep on doing it for God knows how long, time dilating all around me. When I finally allow his cock to pop out of my mouth, it almost feels like I’ve been sucking on him for an eternity.
“How about you two show me what you got?” I whisper, looking from Mason to Derek while I remove my hands from their crotches. “I want to see them,” I continue, a wild grin on my lips.
They don’t even wait. Rushing as they do it, they untuck their shirts and unbuckle their belts. When they finally unzip their pants and I see their cocks tenting their boxer briefs, my heart starts beating so fast that I wouldn’t be surprised if it simply burst. And when they push their boxer briefs down...well, what can I say? When I see their long cock jumping up to greet me, precum glistening on their tips ... I almost lose it.
“Do you want some of this as well?” I tease them, leaning in toward Parker and running my tongue down from the tip of his cock to his balls. “You want it, don’t you?” I continue, my tongue now following the opposite direction. Smiling, I run my tongue in soft circles around the tip of Parker’s cock, savoring the saltiness of his precum.
“You’re gonna drive us fucking crazy,” Mason whispers, curling his fingers around his own cock. Without taking his eyes off me, he starts stroking himself, his hand moving at a steady pace over his delicious twelve-inches.