And I was speechless, which doesn’t happen often. Because often people are only too happy to take your cash with no accountability. But Katie was the opposite. She was actually rejecting our overtures in order to do the right thing the right way.
I was curious about one thing though.
“I know you were born and raised in Knox, sweetheart, but have you ever thought about moving away? You know in a major metropolis like New York City? There’s a lot of infrastructure and a deep talent pool to help you on your way. You could talk to a lot of people with experience, tips and tricks working in the non-profit sector.”
The girl was silent for a moment, merely contemplating the question. But then she lifted big brown eyes to me, sincere and genuine.
“I know what you’re saying Tyler,” she began slowly. “A lot of people move out of Knox and head to bigger cities for the opportunities, the excitement, the way of life. And I don’t blame them, there’s a lot that New York offers that Knox will never have. But there are a lot of people in need right here too. A lot of kids who have no one and nowhere to turn. If I join the exodus, what happens then? Who will look after them? Who will think about them?”
Her answer blew me away because most people say something about friends and family, how they couldn’t possibly leave for the big city because they’d be too lonely without a support network.
But Katie’s answer had none of that. Her answer was all about other people, low-income children no less.
“You can do a lot of good no matter where you’re at,” I rumbled deep in my throat. “Trust me, someone with a heart like yours can do a lot from anywhere in the world.”
Katie smiled softly at the compliment.
“But I can do my best work for these kids here,” she said, taking a dep breath. “There are a lot of folks looking out for the kids up in New York. But what about the children here? If I leave, who will look out for them?”
And again, her response took our breath away. Because Katie selflessness was incredible, her ability to give like a well that would never go dry.
And what could I say to that? Katie is worth more than me, Kane and Mason put together. Scratch that, she’s worth more than all of us times ten. Fortunately, the taxi pulled up in front of a stately, nineteenth century mansion right then, conversation cut short for the moment.
And Wayland Manor was magnificent. Surrounded on all sides by a garden overflowing with rosebushes, the building was well preserved. High stone walls gave a sense of permanence, opening to a gracious courtyard below.
Taking the girl’s hand, I helped her from the car before guiding her to a ticket office in a nearby cottage. As the female made arrangements, the three of us looked at one another.
“You know, I thought I’d seen everything,” ground out Mason. “But Katie threw me for one hell of a loop just now.”
“Yeah,” grunted Kane. “She’s really selfless. Fucking unbelievably selfless, if you ask me. Is it crazy that I’m curious to know more about her? Like not just boning her, but actually getting to know her?”
We stared at each other for a moment. Those words were a startling admission, but the answer was crystal clear.
“Naw,” I replied. “Absolutely not weird. After all, it’s not like every chick is like this. Katie’s smart, fucking sexy as all get out, and kind with a real good heart. How many girls are like that? All the way down to the core, genuine and caring?”
But the conversation was cut short because Katie sashayed back, all smiles.
“Here,” she said, handing us tickets. “Tour’s starting now, come on!”
And we quickly made our way to the fountain in the courtyard, where the tour guide, a distinguished looking older man, took charge. Leading us into the mansion, he began to speak.
“As you can see, many of the furnishings from the late 1860’s have been preserved. Please adhere to the rules posted and stay behind the velvet ropes,” he admonished, bowing like a butler. Then turning, the elderly man proceeded to the next room, already droning about this or that.
It wasn’t bad, to be honest. I’m no furniture expert, but this stuff was real nice. Chairs with matching pillows, everything color-coordinated. Don’t ask me about interior design, I don’t know much, but it looked good.
But the thing is, there was just too much to see. The group kept getting ahead of us, moving like quicksilver through the mansion. We could hear the guide’s voice through the walls, but pretty soon, it was just the four of us in a gilded bedroom.
And as our sweet female bent over a dresser, examining the ornate trim, Kane shut the door with a click. There was the unmistakable sound of the lock sliding into place.
“This is beautiful,” she breathed, still examining the knobs on the dresser. “Cut glass shot through the blue dye. Just exquisite,” Katie murmured, never taking her eyes off the dresser.
But we were after something else entirely.
“Sure thing,” growled Kane, staring at that big rump bent over. “Exquisite is the right word.”
“And juicy,” drawled Mason. “Juicy with a side of bacon.”
Who cares if his words didn’t make sense? Because Katie jerked upright then, the change in our tone sounding alarms. Immediately her eyes flew to the locked door, our three forms surrounding her on all sides.
“What are you doing?” she breathed, still as a doe. “What are you doing?”
But it was totally obvious what we were doing.
“What do you think?” I drawled. “This here bed looks pretty good. Old, but it’s solid oak. It’ll do.”
Katie threw a glance at the bed.
“No,” she whispered, even as her breath came quick, those big boobies heaving. “We can’t! We’re on a tour, people will notice our disappearance. More groups will come through and they’ll wonder why the door’s locked.”
Her hands were held in front of her chest in an attempt to keep us away. But resistance was futile because in an instant, I pulled that curvy form towards me and branded her with a fiery kiss. Kane came up on the other side and dipped his head to glide his tongue along her throat.
“We just want to have a little fun Katie,” I rumbled against that peachy pout. “No one’s going to miss us, trust me. Just be quiet and they’ll never know.”
Katie threw her head back a little, eyes closed as Kane trailed his tongue up that swan-like throat.
“Ohhh,” she murmured, already lost. “Ohhhh.”
“That’s right,” I rumbled again. “Quiet, just like that and we’ll be good to go.”
And with that, it was on.
Mason stalked toward the girl’s left side and immediately began toying with her earlobe as Kane suckled her neck. Once that happened, she was defenseless. Three against one broke down the women every time, the sensations just too good. And Katie’s soft little pants and moans were no exception, the sweetest music ever.
“Oh,” she moaned again, arching her back a bit. “Oh god.”
Slowly we began to undress her, stroking the clothes off, leaving them pooled on the floor. Pretty soon, the sweet female was dressed in nothing but skin, big boobies out, dripping wetly from her slit.
But there was more because she needed to get prepped.
“Last time we popped your cherry,” I growled throatily against her lips. “But you have another cherry too. Will you let us pop that one as well, Katie cat? Will you give us your ass cherry, right here, right now?”
Her eyes flew open at that.
“What?” was her gasp. “My ass? Here? Now? We can’t possibly …” her voice trailed off.
But nothing’s impossible when you’re a billionaire, so ignoring her words, I kissed those sweet lips again before moving to her ear, growling sensuously.
“Remember how good Mason’s finger felt in your bottom last time?” I whispered suggestively. “Remember? It’ll be just like that but better.”
That made Katie go stock still.
“Yes,” she breathed, eyes wide
now. “Yes, it did feel good.”
Smacking her tight butt, I smoothed the flat of my palm across that wide expanse to soothe the sting.
“Up you go,” I growled, nodding at the mattress. “Upsy daisy, sweet girl.”
And without asking twice, Katie knew exactly what to do. Nude and lush, the girl climbed onto the mattress so she was on all fours, ass pointed our way. And what an ass. The big shelf of white was giant with a tempting crease down the middle, brownie beckoning at the top.
“Spread ‘em,” grunted Mason then, dick already out, eyes hot on those curves. “Head down, ass up,” he commanded.
But today I would get to do the honors. As Katie obeyed, lowering her face to the mattress, my dick leaked like a faucet. Oh shit, oh shit, she was so beautiful, those huge boobs pressed against the coverlet, knees parting to reveal the expanse within.
And the girl did us one better. Balancing on her shoulders, she reached both hands back, grabbing a soft cheek in each fist before pulling that creamy flesh apart.
“Like this?” she breathed. “Like this, big boy?”
Aw shit, my dick practically exploded from that alone. Because the puckered rosette of her asshole winked at me then, beckoning hotly. And unable to resist, I leaned down and licked that tight bud.
“Oh!” she squealed, back jerking a bit. “Oh oh!”
I grunted deep in my throat.
“That’s right, sweetheart. No place is off limits. If we want to lick your back hole, get our tongues deep up your rectum, then it’s gonna happen,” I growled. And to demonstrate, I did just that. I ran my lips over those pleats, tasting the sweet female musk, before forming my tongue into a point and slowly snaking inside.
Aw shit, her anus tasted good. It was all salty, sensuous female, her rectum so fucking dry and tight and tempting. My dick quivered and jerked down below, a spurt of pre-cum jetting onto the coverlet.
But Katie was an ass virgin, and the last thing any of us wanted was to hurt her. After all, she was gonna take us again and again, there was no reason to incapacitate the female after one go. So yeah, lube and primer were needed big time.
Fortunately, I had a few ideas. As Kane rubbed her clit, I hocked deep in my throat and let the spit drip onto that dark star. Man, it was delicious, the saliva bubbly and warm, Katie yelping a bit as it landed on that sensitive spot.
But lube is lube, and I began to massage the warm spit into her asshole. The female moaned louder.
“Does that feel good?” I crooned, finger penetrating her asshole. “You like pretty baby?”
Only the tip was inserted, prying her open without drilling deep just yet. And the girl loved it for sure. Moaning into the mattress, she wiggled that big ass like she wanted to get more in. I was only too happy to oblige. Hocking once more, I spit again, working my finger in up to the first knuckle this time.
“Good girl,” came my harsh rasp across the skin of her butt. “Good, we’re stretching you open, slow, slow.” And true to my words, my finger eased in until it could go no further, completely buried in that dark hole.
“Just like last night,” I coaxed, dick standing up straight. “I want you to take the lead, Katie. Push back and forth on my finger, get used to the feeling.”
For a minute she panted without moving, but our sweet thing is a slut. Because with a soft cry, she shifted her weight and pulled her ass off my finger before pushing back onto it.
“Unnh!” came her mewl, eyes closed, head thrown back. “It feels so good!”
I chuckled deep in my throat, ready to burst already.
“Yes, just like that, you’re doing good, baby girl. Keep going.”
And shit, but our female is a whore. On her own, she humped my finger a few more times, slowly pulling away so that the digit reappeared from her ass cheeks before slowly pushing back, swallowing me whole.
“Oh god,” she moaned the entire time, breasts swaying as she fucked her own ass. “Oh god, yes.”
And after a couple more deep slides, I hocked once more.
Immediately, her head turned, eyes wide as they met mine.
“Wha--?” was her surprised gasp.
But it was too late.
Because slowly, I added another finger into her butthole, prying that dark star open.
“Unnnh!” came her strangled moan. “Unnnh, oh!”
But my buddies were on it as well. Watching with hot eyes, Kane started stroking her clit, loosening that pussy up. And Mason began tweaking her nipples, sending jolts from those hard nubs all the way down to her cunt.
“If you feel good all over, it’s easier,” I crooned once more. “Keep going,” I directed my friends.
And slowly, I pushed my fingers in deeper, breaching the dark space.
“You can do it,” came my sensuous growl, rubbing against her rectal walls. “Relax your ass honey. Let my fingers in, it’s the only way.”
And Katie’s a champ because taking a deep breath, she pushed her ass back then, swallowing the two digits while moaning musically.
“Tyler! Kane! Mason!”
Aw fuck. The three of us shared a glance over her smooth back. This girl was the answer to our dreams. A whore in private, yet pure, wholesome sweetness in public. We needed it, bad.
And in a flash, my dick was out. I needed to be inside of her. Popping my fingers out of her rectum, I gripped the beast, rubbing the tip between her nether lips.
“Just getting lubed up,” came my hoarse grunt. “Just getting some of this nectar so I’m nice and wet.”
The girl moaned again, head dropping down, hips bucking backwards reflexively, like she was trying to catch my dick in that juicy pussy. But this wasn’t the time.
“Naw sweetheart,” I panted. “We’re taking your ass cherry remember? We’re gonna bust that one good tonight.” And with that, I aimed my pole at her dark star.
Oh god, she was so small, the pleats contracting at the brush of my dick. But familiarity will do a lot. So spitting onto the tip of my cock, I began to rub my cock on her anus, spreading the goodness while warming her up. Shit. My hips jerked forward at how good it felt and I wasn’t even inside yet. Adding a bit more saliva, another groan escaped me.
“Relax sweet thing,” I rasped. “It’s going to feel weird the first time. There’s going to be pressure, so relax and take a little of me at a time.”
Katie could only nod her head wordlessly as the tip of my cock began to work its way inside her anus.
“Unnnh,” she moaned again, holding completely still as the penetration began. “Oh god.”
Mason and Kane were on it too, gripping her hips, making sure her nips got rubbed as that back star was breached.
“Keep going brother,” grunted Kane as he swiped a hand between her legs. “She’s wet as fuck. Getting wetter the deeper you go.”
And that was all I needed to hear.
“Sweet thing,” I rasped. “You think you can do it? You think you can take all of me into your backside? Hmmm?”
Katie didn’t answer with words, but her reply was all too clear. Because the female swayed her hips in a circular fashion, and then slowly pushed back onto my cock. Holy fuck, it was a sight to see. That big butt slid backwards slowly as her anus spread, rim gripping me tight, fuckrod disappearing into that deep brown. Holy shit, I was gonna explode in about two seconds.
But it was too early. We wanted her stretched out and loving it, taken all the way. So Kane rubbed her pussy lips, lubing the girl up, and she relaxed more as juice dripped down those meaty thighs. Tension lessening, she was able to push back further onto my dick until we were halfway home, my fuckrod firmly stuck in that back end.
Leaning over, I spit once again, keeping her lubricated while slowly grinding my hips.
“Yeah, just like that sweetheart. Just like that.”
And slowly, the girl pushed back once more until I was firmly embedded in that butthole, balls to the wall.
“Shit, she’s wet,” rasped Kane, still rubbing between he
r legs. “She’s pouring into my hand now.”
Mason dipped his head down to suckle a hard nip.
“Her tips are like bullets,” he ground out. “Rock hard and ready to rumble.”
Nodding, I began a slow thrust into her back end then, anal walls squeezing me tight. Shit! Katie was so dry and small, this wasn’t gonna last long. But with every sensuous stroke, the female began getting into it more, pushing back to meet me halfway
“Unnh!” she mewled helplessly, eyes closed and squirming a bit. “More, more!”
I let out a hoarse chuckle.
“Oh yeah, baby likes getting buttfucked huh? You like a big cock up your ass, don’t you?”
The brunette nodded silently, eyes squinched shut as her fingers clawed at the bedsheets, boobies heaving heavily.
“Unnnh,” came her throaty moan again. “Oh god, yes please.”
At that, my hands gripped her hips as the serious buttfucking began.
“Your wish is my command, sweetheart,” was my raspy growl. “Get ready to ride.”
Because I began pounding that anus then. Oh yeah, no mercy for the virgin. I thrust forward like a piledriver, going at it hard and heavy. But Katie didn’t complain, she didn’t cry out in agony or pain. Instead, the opposite. That big butt trembled and jiggled, welcoming me the whole way.
“Yes!” she screamed, throwing her head back. “Yes, fuck my butt! Fuck it, fuck it!”
And no need to say anything twice. At that moment, my dick burst, cum flooding her asshole in a giant spill, filling the sweet female’s rectum. A goopy white mess literally overflowed from between our bodies, coursing down one white thigh as she screamed.
“Yes!” came her agonized cry. “Yes, yes!”
And I was no better. Roaring like a madman, I thrust again and again, filling her up with virile baby batter.
“FUCK!” came my conquering roar. “Fuck! Shit! Fuck!”
But the thing is, we were only one third of the way done. As my dick continued to spurt, I pulled out, letting Kane take my place behind the sweet girl. And not losing a second, the big guy had his dick out and pushed right into that sweet brown hole.
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