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“Remember when Skipper fucked me on the platform, Cass, and you came in my mouth?”
White rivers of cum jet from his dick as he throws his head back, and like the greedy little bitch I am, I leap forward off my bed and try to catch some in my mouth as I kneel on the towel in front of him. That’s when Marcus starts too, so I throw myself down on the floor in front of him just in time to get my face creamed. I’m pretty sure I’ve just dirtied up my little white collared shirt too, but fuck, who cares. I fucking love this.
My body takes over now, and I give myself over to the Kitten in me. My hand slips between my legs again, mashing my cunt in desperation as I give in to my animalistic need. Marcus and Shaun step back while Simon moves to stand over my feet, and Garrett shifts to loom over my head.
“What a fucking spectacular view!” I sing as I stimulate Kitty, while darting my tongue out to taste the cum on my chin. I have no idea if it’s Marcus’ or Shaun’s, and fuck if that doesn’t give me an even bigger Kitty stiffy.
“Hey Cass,” I pant. “Come down here and bend over so I can finger your arse.”
“You’re…not… playing fair… Cherry.” Simon grits out, and I grin because hell no, I’m not. I’m surprised he’s lasted this long, and he knows I’m trying to get him to lose. Only because I want Garrett to choke me on his cock while one of them fucks me. How could I not want that?
Shaun does as he’s told and lowers down next to me, poking his arse out near my head. “Give me your finger, Kitten.” He rasps over his shoulder, his voice husky with arousal, and I give him my middle finger. He takes my hand, leading my finger into his mouth, his tongue swirling and lubing it up with saliva. With my other hand on Kitty, I circle my clit slowly, keeping the slow build, and watch as Shaun bends over more, parting his arse cheeks for me as he waits for me to penetrate him.
I’ve never done this before, so my heart races as I press my digit to his puckered rose, and I slowly sink it in.
Before I know what’s happening, Simon lowers himself down to my feet, picking them up in his hand and pressing the souls of my feet to his straining cock. With my finger deep in Shaun’s arse, and my feet effectively wanking Simon, I explode again, not even needing the extra friction from my fingers. That’s when Simon loses his load, using my feet to catch his cum.
“Fuck. Why is this all so hot? Am I gay?” Marcus pants, his hand around his dick again, and I shake my head.
“It’s just sex. And it’s so hot because it’s just us.” I pant.
“I win.” Garrett grits between his teeth, and my eyes shoot up to the sight of his heavy balls swaying as Garrett pumps his dick with two hands.
My finger is still in Shaun’s arse, and I can feel him pushing back against my hand, wanting my finger to do more, so I take a risk and ask for help.
What’s the worst that will happen?
“Sy, come take over for me here.” I gesture my head to Shaun’s arse.
Shaun’s eyes dart back over his shoulder to meet mine, and I raise a brow in question, giving him a chance to say no, but the sexy fucker grins.
“You want me to…” Simon points to where my finger is disappearing into Shaun’s arse.
“Yeah. If you want to? Cass doesn’t mind. Do you, Cass?”
“Nope, I just want someone’s finger up there.”
I moan, my eyes falling shut as Kitty takes over, famished after hearing Shaun’s words.
“Move, Hastings. I’m hungry.” Marcus hisses, and my lids fly open again to see Simon shifting back and Marcus kneeling between my legs. Fuck yes. I don’t even care how needy I look when I lift my hips to close the distance between Marcus’ mouth and my Kitty.
He sweeps my knickers to the side, and the hot silk of his tongue glides up between my folds. I cry out, slipping my finger from Shaun’s arse and fisting my hands into Marcus’ hair. I’ll have to remember to tell him to shower after this since my finger has just been in his mate’s arse.
My eyes dart between the fierce brown pools looking up at me between my legs, to Shaun and Simon shifting in position next to me as Simon sinks his finger in his mouth in preparation, then to Garrett, whose nuts are now a lot fucking closer to my head now that he is kneeling.
I’m so close again, especially when I watch Simon sink his finger into Shaun’s arse, and both of their expressions fill with so much lust that I’m surprised they are able to hold themselves back so well.
I can’t believe Garrett hasn’t come yet. One look at his expression shows me he is close, but he is holding it back. What for, I wonder? Maybe he loves the feeling of that build up, or maybe he loves edging himself. Fuck, that’s a hot thought, but since I know lunch will be ready soon, I do the one thing that I know will make him spiral.
Pressing my teeth into the healing cut on my palm, thanks to my knife-wielding with Julie a few weeks back, I split the scabbed skin and don’t stop until I taste metallic on my tongue. Then I reach up over my head and rub my hand over the tip of cockzilla, sliding it down the shaft before pulling away.
Garrett hisses, and I watch his face turn into the monster lurking underneath, his eyes flaring, his teeth snarling as he takes my offering and smears it over the taut skin before he explodes. The hot streams of cum that shoot from him feel more like he has unleashed a hose on me, spraying hard into my parted lips, then over my chest, completely drenching my shirt, then down near my bare flesh that is being worked over by Marcus.
I scream, my orgasm hitting me hard and fast, and a hand slaps over my mouth, but it does little to muffle the sound ripping from me. My hearing wanes, and it takes a few moments to return to hear the last parts of multiple male groans as more cum is spilled in my bedroom.
Shaun is panting, a pool of white creamy goodness sitting below him as his face quirks into a small grin. Simon is behind him, his chest rising and falling as he slowly slips his finger free of Shaun’s arse, and I notice trails of more white creamy goodness painting the golden globes of Shaun’s arse.
Holy shit. I wonder how close Sy was to replacing his finger with his dick?
