AllFreeNovel
Share Us
His voice made me jump. Of course it was him. Jason’s hand gripped my elbow, leading me to his vehicle, pulling open the door, then helping me up into a seat. It was high enough that he had to give my ass a shunt. A 4x4 most definitely. I sat still as he buckled me in, arranging the seat belt tight between my tits and I groaned when he gave my nipples a tweak for the pleasure.
A few seconds and he was in the driver’s seat, starting up the engine. We rumbled off the yard, turning right onto the main street.
“Where are we going?”
“Out of the city,” he said.
I followed the curves in the road, stomach fluttering with every bump and lurch. My knees were tight together, hands gripping the edges of the seat.
“Relax, Gemma.”
He squeezed my knee and pulled it towards him, coaxing my thighs apart. I let them fall open to make way for his fingers. He hunted my clit and I squirmed as he hit the spot, hitching forward in my seat to give him access.
“Who am I going to be fucking, Jason?” I gasped.
He withdrew his fingers and I heard him suck them before he answered. “Strangers, dirty girl. Dirty bad strangers.”
My clit pulsed at his words and sparks flew to my belly. “How many?” I gasped.
“No more questions, dirty girl. You’ll find out soon enough.”
We were on minor roads now, not driving so fast, the road rising and falling and curving this way and that. I found a handhold above the door to stop from swaying about. The vehicle slowed almost to a stop, we took a sharp left and the road became bumpy, like a farm track.
“Are you feeling horny, dirty girl?”
My tits jiggled as the vehicle bumped along. Horny? “Hell yes,” I breathed. “I can’t wait.”
I jumped at his hand on my right tit. I jumped again when he squeezed it.
“Me too,” he said, “two cocks, Gemma. Imagine that. Two fat cocks in your pussy at the same time, stretching you wide.”
My breath hitched. Nerves building. Excitement too. Jesus!
The car stopped, and Jason turned off the engine. He let himself out, and I heard him speaking with another man outside. The man’s voice was deep. A countryside twang to it.
I wondered how old he was. If he was ripped like Jason. I wondered about his cock, too. How big he would be? Would he be thick? Hairy? Long and veiny and fucking gorgeously meaty like Jason? How would he feel inside me? How the hell would it feel withtwococks fucking me at once? Jesus, Gemma Taylor, you know how to have a good time. Your mother would be proud.
My door opened and hands unclipped my seatbelt, then reached for me. Jason’s hands – I could tell. He helped me to the ground, taking my hand in his and leading me along behind him with no introduction whatsoever. I could feel the stranger’s eyes on me, hear his breath, his careful footsteps. He was close. I wanted him to touch me, but he didn’t. I guessed the touching would start soon enough. The ground was rough, like soil. Then concrete. My heels clacked all the way.
“Step,” Jason said, and we were inside. A house. I could smell a room fragrance. White lily. One of the ones that plug in. I followed without question until Jason let go of my hand.
“Strip, Gemma. Everything off.”
I took a deep breath, then stepped out of my heels and kicked them away. My dress was easy. I pulled it over my head and let it fall at my feet. My heart was thumping by the time I slid down my knickers, adrenaline making me heady. I could feel them staring at me, the stranger’s eyes burning. I knew I was blushing, goose pimpled, too.
Heavy hands landed on my skin. Four hands touched me. Groped me. Four hands squeezed, and teased and poked tender flesh. Chubby flesh. Soft, white freckled flesh.Fuck, oh fuck.
Jason’s tongue traced around my lips, groaning into my mouth as I opened wide for him. His mouth slid away and a stranger’s lips took his place. A stranger’s tongue forcing its way inside, flickering around mine with a pleasant taste of mint. And then both of them, a mass of wet fucking tongues, sucking and poking and sharing mine between them.Fuck.So fucking dirty.
Four strong hands pushed me down. Four strong hands forced me to my knees. I heard the men undressing, the rustle of clothes thrown over furniture. They took position either side of me.
Oh God.
Hands on my chubby bits, stroking and squeezing my wobbly belly. Then on my tits again, squeezing, and pulling. It felt fucking amazing. I lolled my head back as hungry mouths found my nipples.
“Please! Yes!”
They sucked hard in tandem, one gorgeous mouth on each tit, loud slurps that were deliciously fucking horny, nipping and tugging at my nipples, and the tingles shooting down my belly made me shudder and groan. I held each head tight to my tits. The stranger’s hair was short, more wiry than Jason’s. I gripped at their hair and pressed them into me, teeth grinding, nipping, sucking. Oh, God. It felt so fucking incredible.
