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I can vaguely hear the way I’m moaning and babbling nonsensically. My lust-muddled brain is unaware of the fact that they can’t tell what I’m saying but I’m unable to stop crying out for them.
The two sweet, delicious mouths are pulled away and in their place, sharp, burning pain takes over. I now know without a shadow of a doubt what the fucking clothespins were for. I release a gut-wrenching scream as an orgasm barrels through me. The intense pain enough to send me flying over the edge.
My hips grind against whoever is finger fucking me and my pelvic muscles squeeze so hard that the anal plug which had become almost unnoticeable suddenly feels the size of a massive dick. Tears are streaming down my face from the onslaught of endorphins and this release feels way more than just physical. It feels like a goddamn emotional purge. My body releases a choked sob without my permission as I begin to cry fat ugly tears.
“We’ve got you, baby, you’re doing so good. You’re such a good girl. We’re going to take care of you now,” Mario whispers, sending his hot breath floating across my cheek.
Suddenly, I’m overcome with the intense need to see them, to taste them. I want to enjoy all of them when they fuck me. My brain becomes a single-minded thing and without a second thought, I drop the red panties.
As promised, everything stops.
The blindfold is yanked off of my eyes seconds before another set of hands begins to slowly work my tape off, removing my gag. Someone removes the anal plug which causes me to gasp. I suddenly feel empty without it.
I wait patiently, my eyes squeezed tightly closed as I continue to sob. What the fuck is wrong with me? Soon, the gag and nipple clamps are gone and my hands and legs are free. I’m being pulled into a large chest and rocked as someone rubs my back.
“It’s okay, princess, you did so well. That was a lot to take. You’re such a good girl for us,” Zander soothes.
“I-I’m so-sorry,” I choke out. “I don’t kn-know why I’m crying.”
Mario and Rook chuckle as Zander continues to calm me.
“We overloaded your sensory system, princess. It’s normal to cry after something like that especially if you’ve never done it. We edged you for almost thirty minutes. That’s a lot. How do you feel? Are you okay?” he hedges while rubbing my back in languid circles. I can’t help it, I melt into him.
I sniffle and force myself to relax. My choked sobs dissipate and turn into silent tears as he rocks me. I don’t know how long we sit for before I pull myself together.
“I’m fine. Incredible actually,” I let out a giggle. “That was amazing.”
“Are you done? Was that a full stop for you? It’s okay if you are, we understand, Little Flower,” Rook says softly as he bends to kiss my forehead.
Where the fuck did these sweet, caring men come from all of the sudden?
I shake my head at his question. “I’m not done. I just, I had this overwhelming need to see and taste and touch you guys. Is that...is that okay?” I shrug, feeling awkward. I don’t know the rules of a situation like this.
Zander laughs softly and tilts my chin up before taking my mouth in a long, sweet kiss. I groan into his mouth and sink into him further. Fuck. If they stay sweet like this, I might cry again. All too quickly, he’s pulling away but a gentle smile stays glued to his face.
“Of course, it’s okay, princess. You can look and touch all you want while we fuck all your holes at once.”
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
“Together?”Isputter.
“I want her mouth,” Mario grunts, making my eyes widen.
“Which one of us do you want in your ass, Little Flower? We’ll let you pick. The other will be fucking your sweet cunt,” Rook offers casually as if he’s giving me some normal choice like pizza versus salad.
My mouth gapes open and flops around like a dying fish.
“Here, if your mouth is going to be open, you can keep it busy while you think,” Zander grunts as he lines his fat cock up with my lips. My eyes shoot to his and he raises his brow in challenge.
Fuck that, I’m not going to bitch out now.
I open my mouth and with one thrust, he’s fully seated and down my throat. Remembering my lesson from earlier, I breathe through the panic, inhaling deeply through my nose. I keep eye contact with Zander as I stroke the underside of his shaft with my tongue, tracing the veins. He groans loudly and I feel a certain amount of victory with the sound alone.
I continue to work his cock like a fucking pornstar, swallowing him down despite the clawing ache in my throat wanting me to gag and reject the intrusion. I force it all away and enjoy his cock like the treat it is. A thick, wide delicious treat.
Oh fuck, it’s thick.I pull my mouth from his dick, drool and precum strings between him and my mouth.
It’s a sight.
