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Not quite where she needed them, but close enough.

Chantelle felt someone tugging her away from Cedric, and then Matt was turning her head to look at him.

“I think I’m due a kiss as well.” He whispered against her mouth.

His kiss was delicious, taking her mouth and thrusting his tongue against hers. His free hand pinched her nipple and rolled it between his fingers, Chantelle feeling the zings of pleasure through her chest. She almost forgot to stop stroking Darren’s cock, feeling him thrusting into her hand.

Damn, her senses were overloading. It wasn’t going to take too much to push her over the edge.

Then Cedric fingers were brushing over her pussy, and Chantelle broke the kiss with a gasp. Holy fuck, she had never thought something like this could be so intense. She was sure she was going to break out in a sweat, and they had barely started.

“You like that?” Cedric smiled as he circled her clit with his finger before sliding it over her wet lips. “Does that feel good?”

“You know it does.” Chantelle was surprised she could breathe right now.

“I want to hear it. Tell me what you want.”

That was when Chantelle caught sight of the mirror behind him. She hadn’t noticed it, but there was a large floor-to-ceiling mirror between the dresser and the wardrobe. And she had a clear view of them. Her sitting with her legs open and Cedric kneeling between them, Matt knelt between her with his hands on her breasts, and Darren standing beside her with his cock in her hand. His eyes were closed and his head was falling back as he thrust into her hand.

Heat inside her turned up a notch. Fuck, she didn’t think seeing herself in such a state would be arousing.

“I think our girl likes what she sees.” Matt chuckled, running his tongue down the side of her neck. “You like watching this, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

There was no denying it. He could see the look on her face. Chantelle almost forgot how to breathe as Cedric shifted back, his finger still circling her clit as he leaned closer.

“Don’t look at him. Look at yourself.” Matt kissed her neck. “Look at us pleasuring you, and don’t look away.”

Chantelle didn’t think she could do that, but her protests were cut off with a moan as Cedric licked her pussy. He drew her juices up and circled the tip of his tongue around her clit before going back to her pussy.

Holy fuck, he was good at that.

She barely had time to think about how good his mouth was before Darren was taking her head and easing her towards his cock. Chantelle obliged, opening her mouth as he thrust inside. She heard Darren groaning, and he began to slowly fuck her mouth. Chantelle wanted to close her eyes and savor the feel of all of them touching her, but she looked towards the mirror.

What she saw made her feel like she was in the middle of a fire. Cedric’s head was between her legs, his mouth now feasting on her pussy as he clutched hold of her backside, his fingers squeezing her flesh as she tried to wriggle. Darren was fucking her mouth, clambering onto the bed to get closer as his long cock went further into her mouth and nearly touched the back of her throat before withdrawing. He wanted to go further, she could tell.

And Matt was staring right at her, his hands playing with her breasts as he locked gazes with her.

“You can take him. You can take all of us.” His hand moved down her belly. “Show us how good this feels, Chantelle, and we’ll fuck you as much as you want.”

Those words just seemed to add fire to the flames. Chantelle moaned as Matt’s fingers brushed against her clit. A second later, Cedric’s mouth left her pussy and three fingers were thrust inside her. Darren growled and started to fuck his cock further into her mouth. He bumped the back of her throat, and Chantelle forced herself to relax. She had never deep-throated before, and Darren barely had all of his cock in her.

“Shit, Chantelle, I love your mouth.” His hands tightened on her head. “I can’t wait to come down that throat of yours.”

The thrusting fingers in her pussy, added with Matt rubbing her clit, was getting too much. Chantelle could feel it building, close to tipping her over. And the sight of them in the mirror, all of them pleasuring her...it was too much.

She came, her body shuddering as her orgasm rippled through her body. She wanted to close her eyes and ride out the way, but she kept her eyes on the mirror. It just fired her up even more.

They barely let up on her, although Darren was slowly easing off with his cock. Chantelle didn’t think she could take anymore, but she wanted more. So much of it.

Just a little bit more. I want them inside me. All of them.

She was barely coming down when Matt pulled his hand away and shuffled back. Without him there, Chantelle felt herself toppling backwards onto the bed. She lay there, staring at the ceiling as she tried to get her breath back. Then Matt was back, brushing her hair from her face.

“Sorry about that. I was just getting something.” He held up a condom packet, drawing the corner of it around the edge of her nipple. “Just to make sure we’re safe.”

The feel of the scraping against her sensitive skin was getting too much. Chantelle arched up to him.

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