All The Best Men
“Open,” he croons like a man talking to a baby. “Open wide, concentrate on the fucking that’s going on below and your throat will relax on its own.”
His words do the trick because Katie’s pussy squirts hard then, wetness gushing over my balls. But at the same time, her mouth opens wider and Kane’s fuckpole creeps even deeper down that swan-like neck. I can literally see the tip of his dick moving downwards and it’s so disgusting yet amazing at once.
“Fuck yeah,” grunts Tyler beneath me. “Aw fuck fuck fuck.”
Because the experience is incredible. How many girls can really do this? How many females who were recently virgins can handle three monster cocks attached to three demanding, possessive men? Just Katie. And even though we’ve only been fucking this sweet body for a matter of minutes, my balls go high and tight, ready to shoot.
What the fuck? This never happens. Usually it’s the opposite. I can pound a girl for hours without spurting, it takes a lot to bring me to the edge.
But with Katie, everything’s different. The old rules? Out the window like they never existed. A previous way of life? All gone, total history. Because yeah, I’m about to blast like a fifteen year-old adolescent living a wet dream. And like a firehose gone crazy, it happens with no warning.
“Aw shit,” I grunt. “Aw shit, aw shit!”
Semen jets out then, flooding the sweet girl’s rectum with bubbly white. Again and again, my dick jerks, unloading a hot deposit that’s all for her. Simultaneously, Tyler’s hips go crazy, the pounding relentless.
“FUCK!” he roars. “Fuck fuck fuck!”
And I literally feel it through the brunette’s thin vaginal wall. His cock twitches and spasms in her puss before jetting hot streams of white up that sweet canal, painting those channels with his special brand of baby batter. The nastiness drives me to new heights, setting off another round of sprays, the girl fully drenched in male cum both ways.
“Mmmph!” Katie screams, pussy and ass milking us spasmodically. “Mmmph, mmph!”
But Kane isn’t gonna miss out on the fun either. Grabbing the brunette’s curls, he holds her head tight while those hips go crazy, pounding her mouth like a piston.
“Fuck,” comes a grunt. “Fuck fuck fuck!”
And with that Kane erupts as well, lash after lash of hot goodness spurting into the girl’s throat, a choking, sputtering sound accompanying the powerful blasts.
But Katie’s a champ. This sweet thing was made for taking three men and after an initial struggle, she swallows like a pro, gulping like a madwoman. At the same time, her pussy and ass give it up, shuddering around us, breasts swaying to and fro as that curvy female form finds its own ecstasy, soaring over the edge doing what it was made to do.
Pleasuring men.
Making us come.
Making us blast like cannons, milking our balls dry.
Because Katie’s perfect. Not many women can take three men simultaneously. A lot of ladies would buck and cry, saying, “No, no, I can’t!”
But not our brunette. From the very beginning, she’s been open-minded and willing, giving her virginity to us, letting us explore every soft curve and crevice of that precious body.
And as our relationship deepened, so has her understanding of men. Because willingly, wantonly, she shows herself to us now, offering up everything, body, mind and soul.
And we take, absolutely. We want this sweet filly, everything she has to give. But what happens next? We’ve got a plane to catch, business to run up north. Is she gonna be happy as our plaything? We’ll come back to Knox every now and then. But is that enough for the sweet girl?
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Katie
Last night was magical with the guys. The way we talked and shared over dinner. I never knew they had difficult pasts, working their way up the corporate ladder. For some reason, they gave the illusion that success was simple and straightforward, almost like magic.
But that’s not true because Mason, Kane and Tyler work. They’re powerful billionaires, and they didn’t get this way without putting their nose to the grindstone. So I could feel myself spiraling, throwing myself off the cliff, like I was headed into rainbow-colored abyss where only good things happen.
Because I’ve fallen for the billionaires big time. Who wouldn’t? They’re powerful, assertive, with razor-sharp minds. Not to mention devastatingly sexy with the bodies of gods. And after the amazing dinner, we had a session right there on the living room rug. Holy smokes, but when you mix sex and love, the physical just gets better.
Because it was mind-blowing.
Fantastical.
Beyond my wildest expectations.
And as a result, I’ve given myself to three men. Completely and truly, I’m lost now, diving in free fall, and it’s the best thing ever. Whatever they want, I’ll do. I’ll transform myself into a doll for them. I’ll let them use me for their pleasure. I’ll let them take my body, releasing again and again.