Page 5 of The Penthouse


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Just when I’m about to orgasm, he stops, which is exactly what I just told himnotto do.

Bastard.

Michael says something to Josh, but I can’t hear because my blood is rushing through my ears.

Christian runs his fingertips along my scalp, but I can barely feel it because my head feels like it’s about to explode.

I want to ask Josh why he stopped, but I can’t because my heart is racing so fast that I feel like I’ll pass out.

Just when I’m about to sit up, Josh resumes eating me out like his life depends on it, except this time he’s sideways. The sensation is more intense, more pleasurable at this angle, and I think I might fall apart.

Josh puts a hand on my thigh and pushes it up out of the way, while Christian grabs the inside of my knee and holds my other leg up to my chest. I can’t move with the two of them pinning me down.

Suddenly, Michael spreads my ass cheeks wide.

My head pops up. “Wait—!”

Ignoring my plea, he dips his head low to run the tip of his tongue over the tight hole.

I moan—loud. My heart is beating so hard in my chest, the lights on the ceiling turning to nothing more than bright spots above me. My body begins to tense from the intensity of having both spots licked.

The room is filled with nothing but my panted breaths and desperate cries. How can something so dirty feel so good?

With his free hand, Christian grabs one of my nipples and rolls it between his thumb and index finger. I cry out and try to buck my hips, but I’m stuck.

Josh pushes two fingers into my sex until his fingertips graze that glorious spot inside me. I scream and try to jerk myself away from all of them, but they’re bigger and stronger than me; I can’t break free.

I’ve never felt pleasure like this before. It’s so intense, almost too much. The pleasure I give myself doesn’t even come close to what they’re making me feel right now.

Tears burn the backs of my eyelids as the orgasm comes, hard and unyielding.

I scream so loud I’m sure the entire building can hear me, but I don’t care. I don’t care about anything other than riding out the best, most intense orgasm of my life. Wetness is suddenly pouring from between my legs. The feeling is akin to…

Peeing?

But I’m not peeing, because otherwise their mouths wouldn’t still be latched on to me, drinking every drop of me.

Unless they’re into that sort of thing.

When the tide finally passes, I lay in a sweaty heap on the bed, desperately trying to catch my breath. Josh and Michael pop their heads up and stare at me, their gazes heated and hungry. Josh’s lips and chin are shiny with my release. Some of it trails down his neck and soaks into the collar of his white dress shirt. The sight is strangely erotic.

Christian leans in close to me and murmurs, “He’s a bit of a messy eater.” Then he stands up and pushes the other two out of the way. “My turn.”

He doesn’t give me a chance to catch my breath before he’s going down on me. His rough tongue fucks me senselessly, licking and sucking my clit, pushing in and out of my hot pussy. I’m still sensitive from what Josh and Michael just did, and my orgasm crashes into me quick and hard. I lay on the bed, panting and gasping for the second time, sweating so much I drench the bedclothes. My body feels pleasantly weak.

“My, my, my,” Michael murmurs, hands in his pockets as he watches me with rapt fascination. “What a beauty she is.”

It’s then I realize they’re all still dressed in their suits. Josh and Michael have both taken their jackets off, while Christian kept his on. They look pleasantly disheveled as they stand over the bed watching me with a desire I’ve never seen from anyone before.

I lay on the bed, completely naked before them. I can feel my cheeks getting red with embarrassment.

“I’ve never done that before,” I whisper breathlessly.

“Which one?” Josh asks. I know what he means: had I never orgasmed, or had I never squirted?

“Both.”

“So, no one has ever done to you what we just did?” Michael asks.

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