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Shivering, I groaned at the warm suction. He swirled his tongue around my nipple, teasing the jeweled bar pierced through it before he lifted his head.
“On your knees,” Vincent said, and I was happy to oblige.
Jason and Lucas stepped closer as I sank to my knees between the four. It reminded me of that Halloween night — it felt so long ago now — when we’d all first dared to step over the line. But knowing them like I did now,lovingthem like I did, made this feel even more intense.
Lucas took a sip of his champagne, but he didn’t swallow. He leaned over me, and Jason pulled my head back, saying sweetly, “Open up for him, princess.”
Heat raced through me as Lucas spat the champagne into my open mouth. It tingled over my tongue and dripped past my lips, running down my chin. Jason licked where it spilled, kissing me messily as Lucas poured a little more champagne from his glass over my tits.
“Fuck, that’s sexy,” Manson murmured, his eyes devouring me. I wanted to shatter his nearly-perfect self-control. I wanted him to burst under the pressure and take me hard, take me mercilessly.
It was only a matter of time.
“Please...” I groaned as Lucas joined Jason in consuming me. Their greedy mouths were exquisite, their teeth left sharp marks of pain all over me. Lucas shoved me forward onto my hands and knees, gripping my ass before he gave it a sharp smack. Jason kissed me deeply, holding my face as Lucas pumped his fingers into me.
“Do you have a condom?” Lucas said, and Vincent answered in the affirmative. “Get it on here.”
It was impossible to see what they were doing, distracted by Jason’s kisses. Manson paced around us as he watched, his steps slow, the ice in his glass clinking as he swirled the liquid. After making a full circle around us, he resumed his seat on the couch: legs spread, one arm resting casually on the backrest.
“Crawl up there, baby,” Vincent said, as Jason stood and Lucas withdrew his fingers. I was shaking with stimulation as I crawled, climbing up to straddle Manson’s lap again. He cupped his hand around the nape of my neck, drawing me close.
“You’re perfect,” Manson whispered. “My beautiful little freak, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Master.” He tasted like whiskey when I kissed him, subtle spice and heat on his lips.
The couch lurched as Lucas sat down heavily beside Manson. He wasn’t holding the champagne bottle anymore; instead, he was gripping Jason’s hair with both hands, thrusting into his mouth. Jason choked when Lucas hit the back of his throat but kept his head down, his eyes lifted to watch the other man’s face. Lucas was breathing deeply, and he reached over to caress his hand down my back and over the curve of my ass.
“Make her ride it, Vince,” he said, and Manson smiled.
“Are you going to be good?” he said, keeping his hand firmly planted on my neck. I couldn’t look back to see what Vincent was doing, butsomethingnudged against my pussy. The smooth feeling of the condom was recognizable, but the item it cloaked wasn’t. But I nodded, because I wanted every filthy experience they could give me. I wantedmore.
“I’m going to put the bottle inside you, baby,” Vincent said. The item he was rubbing against me — the champagne bottle — pressed inside. It was safely sheathed in the condom but the unusual shape and hardness of it still made me shiver.
As Vincent slowly pressed it deeper, Lucas brought his finger to my lips and said, “Suck.” After I’d gotten the digit wet in my mouth, he probed it into my ass. I shuddered at the intrusion, but quickly relaxed into it. Manson set aside his drink and gripped my arms, moving them behind my back and holding my wrists captive.
“Ride it,” he said. “I want to see you make yourself come on that bottle.”
Bouncing my hips up and down, I impaled myself on the champagne bottle as Vincent held it in place. Manson was so hard, and yet he didn’t touch himself as he held me, watching intently. Every now and then, his hips would move, searching for stimulation, betraying his desires. Lucas pumped his finger into my ass, giving a loud groan as Jason’s tongue swirled around the head of his cock.
“Fuck yeah, take it,” Lucas said, as he shoved Jason’s head down, fucking his mouth mercilessly. Jason gripped his thighs, black-painted nails dragging over Lucas’s skin. His eyes were watering slightly with the effort, the muscles in his arms taut. Lucas pulled his head up suddenly and Jason gasped for breath. “Start stroking. Make me come all over your face.”
“Oh fuck, baby,” Vincent said, chuckling softly when I moved faster. The bottleneck wasn’t as thick as any of them were, but it felt so deliciously dirty to get my pleasure from it anyway. Lucas fingered my ass as Jason stroked him, teasing his tongue around Lucas’s head and toying with his piercing.
When Lucas came, grunting harshly as his cum spurt over Jason’s face, I came too. Everything faded away, save for the ecstasy melting through my body.
“That’s it,” Manson said, releasing my arms so I could brace myself against his chest. “Come for us, let’s hear you...” He pulled up my head, forcing me to look at him as the waves of pleasure rolled over me.
“Thank you, Master,” I whimpered, my eyes almost rolling back in my head. “Thank you...for letting me come...”
Manson took out his cock, guiding me onto it as Vincent set the champagne bottle aside. He moved us into the corner of the couch, allowing enough room for Vincent to get onto the couch behind me. Vince pulled back my hair as I sunk down on Manson, holding it out of my face and leaving featherlight kisses below my ear.
With his face still covered in Lucas’s cum, Jason crawled up beside me. Lucas was stroking him, and he visibly shuddered as I drew him closer, lapping up a pearlescent drop from his cheek.
“God, you’re filthy,” he said.
Breathlessly, with a little laugh, I said, “So are you.”
But that laugh dissolved into a helpless cry as Vincent’s cock pressed against my pussy, squeezing against Manson.
