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“Oh my God!” is my incoherent scream. “Unnnnh!”
My lovers can’t take it either. Bart’s hands grip my hips so hard that I’m sure I’ll have marks later as he pushes himself almost violently into my behind.
“Fuck!” he shouts as hot male cream jets into my asshole. “Oh shit!”
Meanwhile, Liam is no better. My boyfriend’s expression is intense as his hips pound up and down into my pussy.
“Fuck fuck fuck,” he rages. “FUCK!”
Virile lashes of semen spray all over my fertile fields and the three of us scream in unadulterated pleasure as sensation shocks us to the core. I almost weep with heady delight as the men finish inside me, hot seed dripping down my thighs from both holes.
Finally, we collapse in a heaving mess, our skin sheened in sweat as we pant from exertion.
“Ooof, you’re heavy,” I giggle breathlessly.
“Oh sorry,” Bart groans before pulling out. A huge mess of seed rushes out of my bottom when he exits, splashing onto Liam’s cock, but neither man seems disgusted. If anything, Bart leans forward and tongues my asshole a bit, enjoying the taste.
“Tangy,” he remarks. “But really delicious.”
Then, Liam pulls out as well, his blue eyes alight.
“Really?” he asks. “Shit, I need a taste too.”
The men push me back on the bed before spreading my legs and going to town, helping themselves to the sloppy cream pies. Meanwhile, I lean my head back as my eyes flutter shut, my nipples going hard again as I’m worked over good. After all, this is the filthiest fantasy that I’ve ever had, but now it’s not a fantasy anymore. It’s a reality. I’ve got two alpha males feasting on my body, and I’m going to enjoy every second for as long as it lasts.
4
Alyssa
The next morning, I wake with a jolt. I’m disoriented and at first, don’t even know where I am. But then I realize I’m in the bedroom I share with Liam, just as always. Was last night a dream? Did I just imagine everything?
But the sore feeling in my bottom and pussy is real, and when I look down, there’s a huge amount of dry seed caking the insides of my thighs. That was no dream. I was with two men last night, and my boyfriend and I need to talk.
Unfortunately, now’s not the time. I sit up in a panic, shaking Liam awake.
“Liam, we have to go!” I say. “Come on!”
The huge man ignores me and turns away, showing off that bronzed, broad back. But I won’t give up. I shake him again until he finally rolls onto his back before stretching his arms over his head and letting out a yawn. Man, even if he’s a bear, he’s still gorgeous with those big biceps, carved-from-wood chest and hard, six-pack abs.
“What is it?” he drawls lazily. “I’m tired.”
“We have to go! We have brunch with my dad in twenty minutes! Oh my god, we’re going to be so late.”
Liam doesn’t seem worried at all, instead letting out another lazy yawn.
“Oh yeah, but I need to shower.”
“Then go!” I squeal while prodding at his shoulder. “Go, go!”
The man throws back the covers and gets out of bed before stalking to the bathroom, and I throw his backside an appreciative glance. Wow, my boyfriend is hot with that tight ass and long, lean legs.
“I know you’re staring!” he calls from the bathroom.
“I am,” I giggle to myself before hopping out of bed. I should take a shower myself but there’s not enough time. If I get into the shower with Liam, we’ll never leave, and so there isn’t time for both of us to get clean. As a result, I look down at my thighs ruefully. Well, the mess of caked semen will have to stay for now. Quickly, I pull on a blouse and skirt, and then slip into low-heeled pumps. My hair is a mess but a few quick strokes with my brush fixes it, and I dash on some lipstick in order to look presentable.
“You ready to go?” Liam asks, emerging from the bathroom in a white button-down shirt and jeans. He looks handsome and I kiss him, leaning on my tip-toes to reach his lips.
“I am. Let’s go.”
Then, we’re out the door and speed-walking to the restaurant. I know we should discuss what happened last night, but there’s honestly no time. My dad’s waiting, and I don’t want to poke the bear before meeting up with my father. Cyrus has a canny sixth sense when it comes to this kind of thing, and I know he’d have words.
Finally, we stop in front of Trellis, one of my dad’s favorite restaurants. It’s a pretty place with a nice outdoor area shaded by a garden trellis, and there are lots of potted plants making the setting pretty and welcoming. Dad’s already seated, scanning the menu as he waits. But then he spots us and waves.
