Her Filthy Professors

Dressed in a blue cape and barely there skirt with a skimpy top, I basically delivered myself up for their feast.

Two sets of strong hands spread my thighs for their friend and I watch as Whiskey Eyes falls to his knees with a hungry look in his eye. When he drags the pad of his wet tongue over my throbbing clit I cry out so loud my whole world quakes. Reaching around he grabs my ass, tilting me just right where he can get a better taste.

I dig my fingers into his hair. “Oh—yes—good,” I moan. There’s truly nothing between us and that makes me wetter. Girl-cum drips down the crack of my ass and I can feel it wetting me in places I’ve never had a man before.

I shudder at the thought. Hoping...maybe. Would I be brave enough if it came to that?

He stands and suddenly I’m lifted and left with no choice but to wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me to the bed.

Who it belongs to, I don't know but I’m grateful all the same.

Muscles bulge and ripple beneath my thighs. I tense in his arms and let out a throaty moan when my masked lover deposits me on the bed.

He moves over me with the other two coming beside me to hold my legs wide. Hot skin on skin.

“You’re a fucking goddess,” he groans, taking an exposed nipple between his lips and giving it a hard tug. “So pink and tasty. Sweet candy.”

Dark Eyes tucks a finger beneath my chin and pulls my lips to his. He’s not as demanding as the broody one and the contrast is mind blowing. This one likes to take his time and savor his treats.

“Greedy girl wants all of us,” the broody one husks.

Breaking the kiss, I lock my eyes on the one between my legs, sensing the wait is over.

And I’m right.

He tunnels his hands under my ass. Holding me firmly, he lifts me until the head of his cock sits at my entrance. He pushes the thick, swollen crown of his cock past my pussy lips and sinks balls-deep in one smooth glide.

Writhing under him, I move my hips but he grips me in place.

“Now, now, naughty girl. Let me fuck you. You make me come too fast and we’ll have to start all over again.”

Dazed, I fail to see the problem. I open my mouth to say as much when he withdraws, dips the head with shallow strokes, teasing me mercilessly before plunging back in. Only he does it harder this time, filling me fully.

“Oh! God, yes.” I whimper and roll my head back and forth. I expected resistance, but this is so far removed from any of my expectations I might burn alive in their arms.

I lock my ankles and drive him deeper. “Such a bad girl. You want a dirty, hard fucking, don’t you,” the one fucking me growls lowly. He pushes forward when leaning over me and gruffly whispers, “Easy, baby. You sure you can handle me working your tight pussy harder?”

Hands slide over my body and I can’t keep my eyes open. It all feels so good.

I gasp, the walls of my pussy clamp around the thickness spreading my channel wide. The last inch my lover was keeping from me sinks in and I’m gripping the sheets with both hands.

His gravelly voice sends a thrill racing through me. Hidden behind my own mask, I feel emboldened and I’m not one to waste an opportunity often. I lick my lips and raise my lashes until my eyes are level with his. “Why don’t we find out just how much I can take?”

He gives an appreciative growl as if he’s taken my words as a personal challenge. His friends hold me while my lover slams into my body filling the rooms with the sounds of him taking me hard and fast in tune with the thudding music hammering through the place.

I cry out wildly, “Ye...yes.” I breathlessly cling to strong arms.

The one to my right chuckles. “I think Queen Frost here likes the way you fuck her.”

And he’s right. My body takes him in, stretching wide over the veined, smooth steel so perfectly.

Fingers dive into my hair and turn me so another can claim my mouth. But it’s not a kiss waiting for me. The head of a cock dripping pre-cum is at my lips. I open and greedily suck, tasting the hot liquid on the back of my tongue.

I’m instantly swept away from any semblance of reality. I drag my eyes up a chest made of stone with a light dusting of hair to find a man in a dark purple mask staring down at me while he feeds me his cock.

Forbidden as it may be, I like it. They take control seamlessly and I give it to them willingly.

“Suck him good, baby, because when you finish with him, I’m next. Yes, just like that. Slide every inch of him in and swallow when you feel the tip hit the back of your throat,” Dark Eyes instructs in a rough murmur. He holds my head up gently while I suck his friend off and they both seem to like it.