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“You going to invite me in?”
“Have a seat on the sofa,” I offered. “I’ll only be a few minutes.” I led, he followed; the silk flowing as I walked.
He sank into the leather and snatched my wrist, pulling me onto his lap. My robe fluttered and fell away from my thighs, leaving me bare from the waist down, and his hand slipped readily between my legs with a probing finger circling my clit.
“You don’t want to go out to dinner,” he declared, simply.
“No, I’m not really hungry,” I breathed, licking my lips just inches from his.
“Is that right?” he said, sliding his finger deep inside me. “You seem pretty hungry to me.”
“What about you?” I asked, squirming against his hand.
“Me? I’m fucking starving,” Rick growled and flipped me onto my knees. I held on to the back of the sofa, steadying myself as he tugged my belt loose. First one wrist and then the other was wrapped in the silk before he tied the belt in a bow behind my back. He moved so quickly, I could barely keep up.
“You going to say it, Kellie? Can you?”
There I was, picking right up where we’d left off so many years ago. Still tingling over the control he had over me. Still creaming with anticipation for what was next.
Rick was busy burying his face in my ass and sliding his tongue back and forth under my clit when the doorbell rang again.
“Who the hell?” I wasn’t expecting anyone else, though maybe I was hoping. He left me limp against the sofa to open the door. Jeff and Sam walked in, looking as tasty as ever.
“I see you already started,” Jeff said, undressing as he came closer. I gasped when he dropped his pants; a thick, sand-colored cock was rising before my eyes. He spoke to me. “You should see how beautiful you look. All grown up now, huh, pretty girl?”
Sam walked over to me, too, and dragged his finger down my back, sending a shiver over my skin. “The one that got away,” he said to no one in particular.
I couldn’t wait one second longer. I popped my head onto that beautiful dick bobbing in front of my face.
Rick pulled his cock free from his fly and rushed on a condom. He placed his hands on my hips and plunged into my dripping pussy, rolling inside me like a tidal wave. Jeff guided his cock to the back of my throat and out again completely.
I sucked the hell out of that cock like that blowjob had been fifteen years in the making. Jeff took one hand to toy at my ass. Rick moistened me right up by dripping his warm spit on the tight ring just as Jeff’s finger slipped in, followed closely by another. Across the room, Sam plucked a tube from his pocket before discarding his jeans, then took a seat on my club chair and slickened his latex-covered shaft.
Before I knew it, I was being whisked off the sofa by my bound wrists and scooped up by Rick. He placed me into Sam’s outstretched arms, my legs draping over them and spread as wide as possible. I was open. Everything was wide fucking open, including my eyes, and I watched keenly as they went about adjusting themselves for the perfect angle.
“You ready?” Rick’s voice was smoky and sweet.
“Hell, yes!”
Sam was first, lowering me onto his cock and pressing into my ass with slow precision. With patience he filled me with what I asked for, claiming each inch I gave him. I would lose my virginity to them after all—at least in that way.
Rick watched my face, giving me a moment to get used to Sam stroking my ass. Until it made my eyes roll back. He waited, rub
bing his purple head on my clit for the sign, and took me deep when it came.
I stared right back at him with the same intensity, my mouth round with a kind of pleasure I didn’t even know existed. They were fucking me, and teaching me, both at the same time, exchanging turns churning in tandem. I was the novice; they were apparently the experts, rolling ever faster into my depths, revving me like an engine ’til I was humming. Rick groaned, a low, dull rumble from deep in his chest—music to my ears against the backdrop of Sam’s heavy breaths. I knotted my hands together as they racked against his flexing abs, my shoulders crying out for release as much as my pussy.
Jeff took a step closer then and pushed his cock into my moaning mouth. It was more than I imagined; more cock than I’d thought I could take. But the three of them flowed in and out of me, smooth like hot chocolate in the dead of winter. They had me, finally, the way it would have been. Should have been.
In a show of force, Jeff thrust his cock forward and I gagged on it as it choked back the words in my throat.
“Hold on, she wants to say something,” Rick said and Jeff withdrew just as quickly. Everyone froze.
“Don’t … don’t …” I gritted my teeth. “Don’t fucking stop!”
Don’t Open Until Ramadan
Abdul-Qaadir Taariq Bakari-Muhammad
