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Just as I revel in this amazing sensation, it all stops. It stops suddenly as if someone turned an off switch somewhere.
The next thing I feel is a hard pinching on my nipple and between my legs. Frantically, I search for the source of discomfort.
I gasp. They’ve attached clothing pegs to my nipples and inside of my legs.
“How about it, boys?” Ian asks. “Shall we add some more?”
Before there’s a response, Paul clips one onto my clit. Shock waves ripple through me.
I shiver and shift my hip. The movement only intensifies the pinching of the other pegs.
Part of me wants to rip these things off, and the other wants to beg for more. No words come across my lips, though Evan peers at me.
His lips come down on mine. There’s no warmth in him, no...he’s forcing himself on me and demanding to be let in.
As I struggle to breathe, I feel his tongue reach down to my tonsils, and my mind goes completely blank. If someone were to ask me my name right now, I wouldn’t have a clue.
At the same time, something or someone is caressing my skin around the pegs with the lightest of touches. I’m not sure, but it feels like a feather is tickling my skin. Everywhere it touches, my skin is left tingling and burning.
Holy shit. If this keeps going much longer without either one of them fucking my pussy, I think I’ll just go mad.
Wouldn’t that make for interesting admission papers to a psych ward? Patient admitted due to having lost her mind while fucking four men.
Four men.
Shit.I’m really fucking, or being fucked by four men. I’ve had each one of them on their own, but so far not together.
It seems unbelievable that my life has taken this turn. I’ve gone from nearly dying to finding happiness.
Can this be my happily ever after? Can my life have a fairy tale ending?
I mean, I still can’t quite come to terms with the four of them just forgiving me like that.
Fuck. If they’d sent me packing, I would have totally understood. Heck, I was half tempted to just pack my bags and go without waiting for them to show me the door.
And yet here they are, fucking me.
All at once again, the sensations stop. Someone takes the pegs off. For a while they just stare at me.
This makes me feel worse. Self-doubt creeps in again. Had I celebrated too early?
Had they only lulled me into a falls sense of security to give me one last fuck before they show me the door?
“I...” I start to say, but Ian stops me.
“Don’t fucking talk to us while we work out a strategy.”
Ouch.
I don’t have to wait too long to find out what the strategy is. I hadn’t seen Evan leave the room, but I see him come back in. He’s carrying something in his hand.
He comes to the bed, and I see he’s holding a bowl. When he’s next to me, I see him take a spoon, and something warm and sticky drizzles onto me.
Evan makes sure I’m covered from head to foot in molten chocolate.
“A little sweat treat before we get down the real business.” He grins.
They attack me with their tongues like savage beasts. It sends my senses into hyper drive. All I want to do is touch one of them, feel one of their cocks, or have one of them in me.
