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“Pfft, it was worth it for everybody’s reactions.” Giulio gets onto the bed and lies down, giving his cock a slow stroke.
It’s the first time I’ve seen Giulio completely naked. He’s not as muscular as Damien or Slayer, but there’s some definition in his abs. I’d felt his cock before but never truly seen it. I don’t want to look at it now, either, but somehow the dread has me taking a note of its length and slight curve. The hair it’s nestled in is as dark as Giulio’s roots, although I almost would have expected him to have bleached it the way he’d bleached the tips of his hair.
“You could have told me.” Damien gets up and strides over, putting his large hands on my shoulders. “Vanessa, it’ll be easiest if you straddle his hips and lift up a bit.” He gives me a little push, urging me to crawl onto Giulio.
“What did you do today, Jules?” Slayer asks, already starting to strip off his pants.
It’s almost worse that they’re having a casual conversation while I’m nearly astride Giulio. I need lube, but I don’t want to ask for it. I look helplessly down at Giulio as I hover above him awkwardly, more than a little off-balance.
“I threw a grenade.” Giulio grabs the back of my neck and pulls me down, into another kiss.
I’m frozen solid though, and the shock is almost enough to break through my growing fear.Giulio threw a grenade?
“A grenade?” Slayer repeats. His tone of disbelief would almost be funny if it wasn’t for the situation.
I kiss Giulio tentatively, still not moving to sink down onto him. I should just swallow my pride and ask for lube, but I don’t want to do anything to actively participate in this.
Damien sits down on the bed next to us and runs his hands over my ass. I instinctively tense up, especially when he trails fingers between my folds. “Asmokegrenade, but he didn’t tell anybody that’s what it was. It took several years off my life.”
“Jesus,” Slayer says, laughing. He takes a step back then comes around to the side of the bed to watch. “That with Lauro and Nilo?”
I squirm as Damien starts to touch my clit, fingers gliding alongside it with just enough pressure without it being too much, and it feels good despite the way my brain is screaming for it to stop feeling pleasurable.
“Yep.” Giulio runs his fingers through my hair. “How’s Damien doing, Vanessa? You nice and wet for me yet?”
I shake my head, humiliation washing over me, but I’m starting to respond to Damien’s touch. I squirm, and Damien only gets more insistent.
“Please no,” I whimper. “Just use lube…”
“Aww, she wants lube,” Slayer says. He holds up a bottle, just out of reach. “But we promised Damien he could finger your tight little cunt.”
“She’s starting to drip.” Damien removes his hand for a few blissful seconds, only to hold his wet fingers up between me and Giulio. I flush red as I notice just how much they’re glistening with my fluids.
“Lemme taste,” Giulio says, opening his mouth. Damien doesn’t even hesitate, allowing Giulio to lick his fingers clean.
I wish I could look away. I wish I could get off Giulio, get off the bed, and disappear into a corner somewhere. But Giulio’s hands are holding me tight, Slayer has started palming my ass, and Damien is gently stroking my shoulders.
When Damien pulls his fingers away, Giulio licks his lips and grins. “Delicious. Maybe we need to farm it out.” I blanch. “Oooh, have you heard of that kink, hucow—”
“Shut up,” Slayer complains. “We’re already doing your king and queen or whatever thing.”
Damien goes back to touching me, and this time, I can’t help but squirm even more. It feels good, even though it shouldn’t, and it’s tempting to move my hips just a little to get him into a better position.
It’s not long before he’s pulling away again, and I can’t help but whimper when he stops. It’s beyond humiliating, and I bite my lip, trying to pretend I didn’t just make a noise of protest about Damien stopping.
“Slayer, jack my cock a bit,” Giulio demands, mouthing a few kisses along my neck. “Since Damien already got Vanessa nice and ready.”
Slayer snorts, but he moves in a little closer. His hand wraps around Giulio’s cock, and he smoothly jacks him off a few times. “Here. I’ll even help you get inside.” He grabs Giulio’s cock again and pushes me a little, forcing the tip of it against my wetness. “Sink down, little queen,” he orders. “Your king wants to make sure you get knocked up tonight.”
I slowly start to lower my hips, wincing as I take more of Giulio inside of me. At least he’s not as big as Damien, but it’s still awkward from this position. I’m so lost in the sensation that it takes me a moment to realize Slayer’s gotten onto the bed behind us. It’s a weird position, but I don’t think anything of it.
“Damien, you wanna… you wanna kiss Vanessa before the main event? I’ll allow it, just this once,” Giulio says, a bit breathlessly. He’s lost his usual amused expression, apparently overwhelmed by pleasure.
Good, I think, a little nastily. Anything to make Giulio stop acting like a clown.
Right as Damien leans in to kiss me, Slayer spreads my ass cheeks, and I yelp as I feel one slick, cool finger start to push against my ass. I jerk in surprise, my eyes going wide as I pull back.
“Stay still,” Slayer orders. “I’m just getting your ass ready.”
