by Lulu Cherry
And then, swoop, in again he thrust. Then he held his pelvis there and ground it into my ass.
"Oh, yeah, you're tight, Tulip," he said. "I don't think I've ever had a virgin ass as tight as this one. No siree."
And then something happened. As Number One pulled out and then thrust in again, I totally relaxed.
Number One had shoved his massive cock into me all the way to the hilt and nothing bad had happened.
Then a thought occurred to me. A man was fucking me. A great big black man was fucking me up the ass.
Oh, God, the very thought of it made me feel so fucking powerful!
Just a day ago the thought of being at the receiving end of such a hulk of a man would have terrified me. Now it thrilled me. I felt so proud.
I slurped my tongue all the way up Dragon's cock. Then my mouth coming off of it, I grabbed it with my hand and slid my fingers up over his saliva covered shaft.
"Fuck me, Number One, fuck me!" I said in a loud, deep, husky voice. "Fuck this virgin ass, fuck it hard!"
Then, I slipped my mouth back down to Dragon's woody. I glanced at him, meeting him eye to eye. I winked.
Then my lips sandwiched his cock as I slid them up the entire underside of it. At which point, I swallowed his shaft once again.
Number One had gotten quiet. He could have been riding a horse, the easy way he fucked my ass. Just an easy trot.
In and out, in and out, to a rough and ready rhythm. It felt so good. It felt like heaven.
I didn't have a clue about anatomy, but it felt as if his cock were sliding across the walls of my pussy, from the outside in.
And that sensation each time he slid right over that spot, that whole area, it was driving me wild.
Each time he entered and pulled out it was a fresh infusion of carnal Morphine. I couldn't get enough of it.
Between my legs, I was sopping wet. Dragon must have sensed my needs. He pulled himself up to a better sitting position.
With my head between his legs, my mouth going up and down his cock, he leaned forward and stretched his hands.
He was so tall relative to me, that he reached my hips. And even as Number One continued deliciously fucking me, Dragon's velvet hands slid up and down my sides.
Then, Dragon's hand reached between my legs, and just barely his index finger reached my clit. When he touched it I nearly exploded.
I let out a massive moan. Number One pushed in harder with his thrusts, nearly pushing me down into Dragon's smooth touch.
I could feel Number One leaning into his thrusts now, coming down over me. Dragon had done the same.
What were they doing up and over me? I wished that I could see!
I continued to suck deeply on Dragon's cock. Number One continued to fuck me, while Dragon fingered my clit.
How can I describe the feelings I had then. I felt as if I'd melded with these other two men. I felt as if we were now three that made up a whole.
I can only describe the carnal pleasure I felt then as a kind of love. I felt such intense love for Number One as he fucked me, for Dragon as he fingered me.
Oh, and that lovely cock in my mouth, I wanted to bite into it. To sever it and swallow it. It was all I could do to restrain myself.
I can't say when it began, but at some point, we all began to shift and move to the same rhythm. It was an ancient, primeval rhythm, and as the minutes went by its pace only increased.
It was like this. Every time Number One's cock stabbed into my anus, I ran my mouth down on Dragon's cock.
And as Number One pulled out of my ass, I moved my mouth up on Dragon's cock.
Then Number One thrust in to my ass again and down I went again on Dragon's cock. We were in perfect synchronicity.
It were as if Number One were fucking Dragon as well as me. Number One even felt it.
"I'm fucking you hard, baby, you feel that," said Number One.
"Oh, yeah, I feel that," said Dragon.
It's like I'd become a conduit between them. We truly were a threesome that had become one. A mass of human flesh, all trembling and fucking and melting into one amorphous person.
Above me, I could hear these men engaged in deep wet kisses. The sensation of hearing that sound drove me so wild!
And when I began to go down on Dragon's cock faster and harder, increasing the pace of my blowjob, Number One instantly responded. His thrusts into my ass kept perfect pace.
I felt thrilled. I was now setting the rhythm!
And I wanted it harder and faster. I wanted it crazy fast and crazy hard. But I had to work into it. I couldn't just get there right away.
I sucked Dragon's cock so hard. Up and down, up and down, I went, faster and faster.
Number One then had to move so fast that each time he drove his cock in it made an audible slap against my ass. Just like that, slap, slap, slap.
But still, I wanted more. I began to move up and down Dragon's erect penis with a speed that even I couldn't believe I'd achieved.
And Number One only matched my pace, and then upped the ante, going faster himself, so that now I had to meet his pace.
"Oh, shit! Oh, shit!" Moaned Dragon. "I'm gonna come. I'm gonna come!"
"Not yet, you aren't, boy," yelled Number One. "Hold on, hold on, wait for Daddy!"
Number One and I were in perfect synch. Together we eased the pace just a little.
But then after a few moments of coming down, we once again began to increase it.
"Oh, shit, shit!" Yelled Dragon.
I could feel his cock throbbing under my tongue. I didn't know how much longer he could go on.
But my own tension had been increasing, all this time increasing.
And Dragon's sure hand had never left my sweet feminine hub. His finger played my clit so wildly now.
And then I realized I, too, was on the cusp of orgasming. I moaned loudly, even as I sucked on Dragon's cock.
It was at that point, I lost all control. I had passed the point of no return. I, too, was going to orgasm.
I began to rise and fall off Dragon's cock with a speed that must have looked frightening, all the while still sucking him for all he was worth.
"Oh, Jesus. Oh, sweet, Jesus!" He moaned.
Then Number One hollered. It was a deep, primitive cry. He slammed into my ass with such force then, just as my mouth thrust downward onto Dragon's cock.
And then it happened. We all began to orgasm. Such a marvelous, magical, insane group orgasm. And on and on and on it went.
My mind was blown to smithereens.
Oh, God, and all that cum!
Number One was grinding into my ass, shooting wad after wad deep inside me. While Dragon's cock was deep down my throat doing just the same.
So much cum, all shooting into me. It was glorious!
The three of us were a writhing mass of flesh, all shivering and shuddering and exploding at the very same moment.
And then, it was over.
Our sweaty bodies collapsed into one another, as we became a single mass of drained flesh.
We all breathed heavily.
Dragon's cock slipped out of my mouth with a bit of leftover cum flowing across my lips.
And when Number One pulled out of my ass, I felt the dribble of cum down there as well, flowing out of my anus.
I felt so much pride at all this cum, as if I'd produced it myself. It was all there only because of me.
"I love you, man," said Dragon.
"You're all right, too," Said Number One.
"What about me?" I said.
At that point, both men broke from their positions. Dragon spread his body out along the bed.
Number One grabbed me and helped me lay next to Dragon. Then he sandwiched me in from the other side. Thus, I was laying between the two of them.
Dragon's lips went to mine. So did Number One's. Our tongues all met. It was such a strange kiss. Me and my two men.
When Number One lay back, he said, "yeah, Tulip, you're alright, too.
You're alright."
Dragon looked at me and smiled wickedly.
"I love you, Tulip," he said.
But there was something teasing in his voice.
Chapter 29
The three of us lay there for quite some time just gazing up at the ceiling. In the shadows above our bed were erotic pictures.
They could not be seen clearly without turning on the lights. But what we could see was enough to cause even Number One to whistle in awe at such strange sexual positions.
"Is that even possible?" Said Number One.
"Maybe with practice?" Dragon suggested.
For the first time, I realized I could still hear the music playing beneath us. And I could hear people moving past our door, chatting.
Next to our room, there was a rhythmic banging against the wall. Somebody somewhere was fucking. Or maybe everyone everywhere was fucking.
Where was my step-dad? Had he chosen his girl for the night? Had he fucked her already?
I felt bad for Cherry. She was so gorgeous. I felt such an attraction for her. Daddy's chosen girl for a single year. Then discarded, cast off.
But what about Dragon and Number One, did I ever intend to see them again? Wasn't I just the same? And was any of that wrong?
"So what are you gonna do?" Asked Number One.
"Hm?" I said.
"About your virginity." Number One said. "What are you gonna do?"
I turned on my side and looked at Number One. His mask had fallen off during our lovemaking. He had the harshest, darkest face you could imagine.
And yet in his own way, his heart was gentle. I reached out and touched one of his scars.
"What are you suggesting, Daddy?" I said, my hand touching Number One's face.
"As much as I'd like to do the honors," he said. "I know better."
"Do you?" I said.
"Find your Daddy, Tulip," he said. "Life is strange. Just be glad the man ain't really your flesh and blood. Then you'd really have a problem."
"Thank you," I said.
Number One rolled his eyes. He got up out of the bed.
"Well, I ain't taking another shower," he said. "Dragon, you ready to roll?"
I turned to my other side and looked at Dragon. He was looking at me with his cute, boyish face.
"I was thinking about just staying here," he said. "I'm in love."
"Fuck you, asshole," Said Number One. "Get up and get out of bed. Our girl Tulip here ain't for you. Ain't that right, Tulip?"
I slid a hand over Dragon and mussed his hair. He laughed then got up. I watched both men get dressed.
When they were finished and ready to go, Number One looked at me one more time as he put his mask back on.
"Find him, Tulip," Number One said. "Then you'll know what to do."
Number One turned and began to walk away. Dragon gave an elegant bow, smiling at me, then turned to leave as well.
When they were both at the door, I called out to Number One.
"Do you know who Cherry is?" I said.
Both men stopped and turned around.
"Who the fuck is Cherry?" Number One said.
"I know who she is," said Dragon.
"Tell her I'm here. Ask her to come," I said.
Dragon smiled and saluted me. Then both men turned to leave again.
"Place is a fucking madhouse, Dragon, a fucking madhouse," said Number One, just before they shut the door behind them.
I got up and went to the door first. I locked it. I then went to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror. My mask had stayed on the entire time.
The rest of me was entirely naked. My long hair hung straight downward. Slowly, I touched my own breasts. I traced out a nipple, exciting it.
Did Daddy think I was beautiful? Did he desire me the way I desired him?
And what did I want? Did I want him to fuck me here, tonight, just this once? Or did I want something more from him than that?
I thought back to my dream, to the way he always appeared in the door, to the way he always came to my bed, to the way he always fucked me.
I thought about fate, destiny, and choosing one's own path.
Did things have to happen the exact way we wanted them to happen in order for us to be happy? Or could we evolve past our desires?
Maybe I wanted something altogether different. For the first time, I realized that maybe what I'd wanted all along was family—only maybe not a family in the traditional sense of the word.
What a strange place to make such a realization!
I looked around the bathroom. There were plenty of fresh towels. The walk-in shower was massive and marble.
I took my mask off and laid it on the counter. I stepped into the shower. I turned on the water. It was only lukewarm. I increased its hotness until it was nearly scalding me.
I stood there for a long time, relaxing, thinking. Then I turned down the heat. I thoroughly cleaned myself. Lastly, I rinsed quickly in cold water.
I stepped out of the shower, found a large towel, and dried myself. I wrapped the towel around me then placed my mask back on.
I stepped back out into the bedroom. I could immediately here someone knocking on the door. I went to it.
"Who's there?" I said.
"It's just me, Cherry," said a voice. "Can we talk?"
I opened the door. Cherry stood there alone. She looked so radiant and beautiful. Daddy's first chosen girl.
"Come in," I said.
She came into the bedroom, and I shut the door immediately. I locked it.
Cherry smiled at me. Without a word, I leaned in. I kissed her on the lips. It was so sudden that it caught her off guard. Still, she quickly responded, returning the kiss.
When at last she broke away, she said, "what was that for?"
"Because I wanted to," I said.
Cherry smiled at me, almost teasingly.
"Your father wants to see you," she said.
"My step-father," I said, correcting her.
"Right," she said. "He wants to talk to you. Tulip, it's not my place to say so, and I don't really know you ..."
I leaned in, and I kissed her again. She almost resisted this time, but then she gave in quickly. It became a long, deep kiss.
