Page 29 of Their Virgin Prize


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I can relate.

They sear me as they stretch me, stuff me with their heat.

“Get in here, Grant,” Wesley commands.

“How?” He straddles one of my splayed thighs and knocks Briggs off-center. It’s not graceful, but they manage.

Grant and Briggs are plastered together from hip to knee as Grant fits himself to my opening.

When he presses inward, just the slightest bit, the sight and the burn of my body attempting to accommodate all three of my men is enough to break us.

I throw my head back onto Wesley’s shoulder.

He doesn’t waste the opportunity to feast on my neck, his hand rising up to wrap around the parts his mouth isn’t sucking and biting.

The instant the four of us are joined, even just a little, I fly.

And I take them with me.

I smother them with my rippling pussy as I climax, wringing Briggs’s release from his balls.

He pumps it into my depths.

“Yeah. Fill that cunt.” Wesley cheers him on an instant before Grant falls too.

He shudders, his body twitching with short jabs that embed him a tiny bit farther. He empties himself both in me and along Briggs’s length, which only makes the big guy’s orgasm roll on and on.

Wesley is right there with them. He adds his contribution, sending spurt after spurt to mingle with his best friends’ fluids, spread across me and each other. He holds my hips up, angled so that I keep as much as possible in me despite the rivulets squeezing out between the three of their dicks. The position also gives me a vantage point to obsess over something I never could have imagined but certainly will never forget.

“Yeah, you see that? You’re full of us.” Wesley grunts as I reach capacity. Spillage glazes his balls and slides down Grant’s shaft, our pleasure combined inseparably.

The thought of them coming all over each other while they soak me only makes me hornier. I scream as I continue to orgasm—or maybe do it again, one last time—before we collapse into a heap.

I long to move—to curl around them, between them, and snuggle—but I’m still bound in place.

Wesley realizes it first and unties my hands, nudging Grant and Briggs to take care of my ankles.

I groan when Briggs finally slips from me, leaving me empty except for the sticky heat pooling at my center.

Maybe I’m becoming more like him already. I don’t think, I just do.

I run my fingers down to my opening and swipe some of their slippery release from between my legs.

Rather than taste it myself, I hold my hand out to Grant. I curl my fingers so only my index finger is extended. He looks to Briggs, then Wesley, who says, “Do what she wants.”

Grant takes it into his mouth and sucks it clean, humming as he does.

I offer the next one to Briggs, who does the same.

And finally, I turn to Wesley. He devours the third.

It’s the flavor of us. And now that they’ve sampled the delicacy, they’re as enamored with it as I am.

“Innocent, my ass.” Briggs laughs as he shakes his head, clearly not upset.

“It’s cute how insatiable you are. And devious too.” Grant leans in to place a kiss on the tip of my nose.

“Only with you three. I’ve never wanted anyone else and never will.” No point in denying it.

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