Page 91 of Act Three


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She multitasked like a champ, alternating her hands and mouth between the three of us until we couldn’t take any more teasing. True to our word, we removed her dress carefully instead of ripping it off, easing the zip down before Isaac and I lifted it over her head, and placed it carefully on the chaise. We did the same with our suits, unbuttoning them without ripping any of the stitching, and then draping them carefully over her dress.

Kyla removed her lingerie and lay in front of us, naked, looking as seductive as ever as she ran her fingertips over her nipples and down her waist. Her slim body, her perky breasts, the blonde hair in the triangle between her thighs… it was all perfect. Even the prosthetic, which I’d become so used to seeing now that I barely noticed it at all, just seemed like another element of that perfection.

While Dean kissed Kyla, I dipped my fingers into the triangle’s peak to tease her stiffening clit. Kyla parted her legs, letting her right foot drop to the floor, and dug her fingers into Dean’s hair while Isaac pinched and massaged her nipples. I kneeled on the carpet and dipped my head so I could nudge the tip of my tongue over her now-hard clit, working in tiny circles until she moaned.

She was soaking wet, I learned, when I lowered my hand to her entrance and my finger was met with a warm dampnessthat tempted me to plunge my cock into her straight away, but I maintained my self-control and focused on warming her up, instead. Kyla accepted my finger easily, her smooth inner walls parting without giving me any resistance, so I added a second finger and worked them together and then individually, testing her reaction until she squirmed and her pussy clenched around my fingers, while her clit became rock hard under my tongue.

“That’s it… that’s the spot,” she gasped, and I kept working it, savoring her pleasure as she moaned and writhed, wrapping her left leg around my back to keep me in place as her body reacted to every sensation. “I’m getting close…”

I pulled away, and she edged down on the couch, following my hand with her pussy, but I shook my head.

“That’s not how I want to make you come.”

I placed my right hand on her abdomen, keeping her still while I climbed on the couch between her legs and leaned forward, keeping one foot on the floor and one hand on the back of the couch to support myself.

Kyla moaned as I filled her with my dick and the other guys watched. Like my fingers, it slipped inside her easily and I didn’t have to work hard to fill her. We both gasped, her chest heaving as Isaac absently played with her nipples while his eyes stayed on the place where my cock vanished into her pussy.

I fucked her slowly at first, gyrating my hips to feel the full length of my erection slide in and out of her body, but I couldn’t hold back for long. Every fiber of my being wanted to be buried deep within her, feeling her spongy cervix on the tip of my cock.

She wanted that, too. Kyla gazed into my eyes with her wide ice-blue ones, begging me to go faster and deeper without words. Her lips parted as I obliged and her pink tongue darted between them, licking her upper lip like she was imagining being kissed, or better — sucking my dick.

Isaac got the message. He stood next to her, holding the couch for support, and nudged the tip of his cock against Kyla’s mouth. She took it hungrily, pumping her mouth over his shaft while I fucked her as hard as I could. It felt like a workout and I knew my ass and thighs would be sore tomorrow, but it was worth it, especially when Kyla moaned and reached for Dean’s length, stroking it while Isaac and I had our way with her.

It was unbelievably hot, especially when she used her free hand to reach between her legs and play with her clit. She thrust her head forward as she came, taking Isaac’s cock into her throat until his balls bounced against her chin.

Her pussy quivered and clenched, and I kept pounding into her, even though I knew I wouldn’t last much longer myself.

“I’m getting close,” Dean moaned. I felt the same way — my balls tightened and I could see my face growing red in the mirror that hung behind the couch.

“Where would you like us to come?” Isaac panted.

“Anywhere you like.”

Kyla thrust her tits out and it looked like an invitation. I pulled out of her at the last second, cum already hurtling up my shaft, and unloaded everything I had on her porcelain skin. I didn’t quite make her breasts, so it spurted over her stomach and I groaned as I squeezed out the last few drops.

The other guys moved quicker than I did, covering her breasts and the valley between them with ropes of hot white liquid. Kyla scooped it up with her finger and examined it.

“Isn’t it funny that something so simple can make me feel like the sexiest woman on earth?” She grinned. “I feel like a porn star.”

I smiled back. The heat was fading from my face, but in the mirror, I could see that my skin was still red.

“That’s because youarethe sexiest woman on earth.”

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KYLA

Ifelt a new, electric kind of energy as we returned to the wrap party. We entered together, and everyone cheered and applauded.

“I didn’t get this kind of welcome when I came in with April,” I lamented, as we smiled and waved.

“The drinks hadn’t kicked in yet.” Dean gestured at the waiters, who were carrying trays that were covered with full champagne glasses. “Hollywood lesson one: always arrive at work early, and at parties late. That way, you’ll skip the small talk and everyone will be having fun by the time you get there.”

“I’ll remember that,” I said with a smile.

“Does that mean you’ve decided to come to L.A.?” The excitement in Isaac’s eyes made me laugh. He looked like a little kid who’d been given a puppy on Christmas morning.

“Not yet.” I gave him a coy look. “I’m still thinking about it.”

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