by Katie Ford
That’s the bad thing about the young ones. They really have no idea. The three of us would have to spell it out for her.
So I raised my eyebrow at Mason.
“Yo,” was my grunt.
“What?” he asked, a smug grin on his face, clearly thinking the same thing.
“You think Katy’s on it?”
I wiggled my tongue. He knew what that meant.
“Only one way to find out.”
“True.”
And when I looked up, the brunette staring at both of us, clearly confused by what was going on. Most women loved it when we acted out, but sweet Kitty-Kat just didn’t get it. She was naïve and innocent, a virgin in every respect.
“What are you talking about?” came her soft voice.
“Don't worry about it, Kitty-Kat,” Nick growled softly, eyes devouring the little girl.
Shit, he was going to fuck things up.
But who was I kidding?
Hunger ruled my stare as well. Plus, the bulge at my crotch was enormous now, the tip practically poking out from the waistband.
Who was doing the scaring now?
“Yeah, relax, Kitty-Kat. Ignore them,” Mason drawled casually like it was no big deal.
But the girl couldn’t relax. I could practically read the thoughts going through her mind.
Why are they checking me out?
I didn’t try to bring any attention to myself. Look at these khakis for God’s sake! They’re hideous!
Maybe I'm just imagining it.
The thoughts were as plain as day on her face and I loved it. So many girls who came our way were hiding shit.
Hidden agendas.
Get rich quick schemes.
A hunger for money.
A desire to be famous.
But Katy was different.
This girl was as transparent as new glass. Every thought and feeling was etched onto that soft, expressive face.
I'm gonna enjoying fucking her. The brunette will be delicious every which way. She’s gonna love it too.
It was picture perfect: seeing the pleasure take over that soft, supple form and rip through her entire body like a sound wave.
And after another nervous glance at us, Katy went back to the Helena-mandated clipboard. Nervously, she tucked a lock of her curly brown hair behind her ear. The blush on her cheeks and the way her eyes darted told a different story.
Yeah. Transparent like saran wrap.
In their seats, Mason and Nick grabbed their guitars and started to jam. It was the guys’ way of killing time as we cruised the friendly skies. Even on the plane, the two of them kept their instruments close.
Under the cover of the strumming guitars, Mason spoke.
“I want her ass,” he hissed. “Before anyone else.”
“You can have it. Her mouth is mine.” Nick thrummed his fingers over the strings and watched Katy discreetly. “I jerked off last night thinking about her sucking me off. She'd be real good at that. Look at those lips.”
I laughed. It wasn't like they were telling me something I didn't know. Her pussy was mine first. Just like always. We liked what we liked and the order hasn’t changed much in all the years we’ve been together.
I still wanted that ass, though. Eventually.
“That pussy has to be as tight as a drum,” Mason rasped. “Tight, tight, tight, oh so tight,” came the refrain.
My dick was already leaking at the thought of getting down. Plus, this hushed conversation wasn’t exactly making things easier.
I looked at the guys and tilted my head with a question.
Mason nodded, and then without hesitation, Nick did too.
Pretty soon, the pilot came over the speaker, interrupting our thoughts. But fine. Now that we’d taken off, it was time to get rockin’.
“This is your captain speaking. We have now reached cruising altitude, and I’ve turned off the fasten seatbelt sign. Please feel free to walk about the cabin,” came the droning voice.
And then he was gone.
I turned to our sweet little assistant. “Katy, can you get me some nuts please?”
Immediately, she nodded and jumped to her feet. A wriggling ass greeted me like a friendly puppy under those khakis. It was hard not to pet it when she came back with the tray of nuts.
“Kitty-Kat.” I rolled her name around on my tongue and grinned, hungry and obviously horny. “I want you to give it to me a special way. You’re our nut warmer, after all.”
She paused with the tray still held out in between her cute, chubby fingers.
“What do you mean, sir?” were her rushed words. “Do you want me to pop them in the oven really quick?”
Nick's laughter rumbled. “We want them warm. But the oven won’t be necessary, though. There are better ways, darlin’.”
The sultry queen stared from one of us to the other, tray held in both hands and trembling a little. Poor Kitty-Kat was nervous.
“What do you mean?” came her slow words.
Mason's eyes gleamed.
“We like playing a game called Go Fish during flights. It’s real fun. You’ll be needing the nuts.”
“Go Fish?” she asked, perplexed. “Like the kids’ card game?”
“This Go Fish has nothing to do with cards,” was my soothing rumble. “We’ll teach you the rules.”
My dick was already rock hard from thinking about the game. Girls before her had not been very good at it. Kitty-Kat would be different though. I just knew it. Hopefully, she could see my hard-on.
But evidently, the sweet brunette was still clueless.
“Sure. How do we play?” Katy asked, cheeks nice and pink. She bit her lip, but there was a spark in her eyes now. That look that told me she was intrigued.
Perfect.
Go Fish wasn’t exactly an innocent children’s game. And part of our little princess knew that.
Fuck! How did we get so lucky?
“It’s simple really,” I drawled, stretched my legs wide so my dick could stretch out. “But it does take some work. First, you take off all your clothes—”
“My clothes?” she gasped, wide-eyed.
I smirked. “Yes. Once they’re off, you bend over and press a nut into your pussy. Not too deep, just shallow.”
Total silence for a moment.
“You want me to warm the nuts in m-my vagina?” she gasped. “But that’s—”
“Let us finish,” Nick cut her off. “I think you’ll like this game.”
“After you push it in there, we get them out,” Mason grinned wickedly, white teeth predatory and sharp against his tanned skin.
The brunette was red as a tomato now. But cute red, not ugly red. And it only made my dick want her even more.
“You mean—” she started, only for Mason to interrupt.
“The three of us take turns trying to fish it out with our tongues.”
Total silence again, the girl staring at us with disbelief.
“It's a fun game,” Nick rumbled, smiling wildly. “You'll love it.”
Katy’s face by now was like a fire engine. But her tits heaved with excited breaths. Beautiful nipples stood up like little soldiers under that modest little shirt, ready to take our tongues and anything else we wanted to give them.
“This isn’t some sick joke to get me naked to make fun of me, is it?” she finally asked, crossing her arms.
I shook my head in disbelief.
Who would do such a thing?
“Far from it,” Mason replied. “You have the type of body we worship.”
“Really?” she asked, nervously. “I-I—”
“You’re gorgeous,” was my confirmation. “Now do you want to play or not? No one is saying that you have to if you don’t want to.”
But of course, the girl knew better than to say no.
“I want to!” she stammered, hesitantly, eyes flicking back and forth between us. “I want to.”
“Clothes off, then,” Nick ordered.
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sp; Biting her lip, the brunette set the nuts back on the tray table and hugged herself with both arms tight under her breasts.
I ran my tongue along my lower lip, watching the goddess before me. Kitty-Kat was enjoyed every second of it. Red cheeks and all, those hard nipples didn't lie. I was glad that we were able to coax her into it. She was obviously the shy type.
“I don’t know. This is so wrong,” the beautiful woman whispered, voice trembling. Maybe she meant to sound scandalized, but the tone only sounded horny. Princess Kitty-Kat’s pussy was ready for our tongues.
“How can it be wrong if you want it?” I asked rhetorically. “Everyone likes to feel a little pleasure now and again, don’t you think?”
She didn’t look convinced, and that was when I knew something was different about the female. Usually, women were ready to do anything for us. Katy was unlike anyone else that we ever shared, and not just because she was the sexiest.
Is she a virgin?
Holy fucking shit, it had to be true.
Mason looked at me with the same question in his eyes. I communicated using the silent language that we had developed over the years.
“Yup, I think so,” Nick said out loud. “Has to be.”
“Hmmm?” Katy stared at him, her eyes dreamy with lust. Plump fingers trembled at the buttons of her polo shirt. Any other girl would have been nude by now. Every action confirmed our thoughts.
“Nothing for you to worry about, Kitty-Kat,” I said. “We'll take care of everything.”
After all, that’s what you do with virgins, right?
Honestly, none of us had been with a first-timer before.
“Just take off your clothes,” Mason growled. He stood, towering in the small space. Motherfucker looked like he was ready to throw her over his shoulder and haul her back to the bedroom suite at the back of the plane. Such animalistic tendencies had earned him the name “Caveman Mase”.
“O-okay.” She started panting a little, watching him stalk closer to her. “Be warned—I h-have some st-stretch marks—”
“We love stretch marks,” Nick butted in.
Mason rolled his eyes. He was all about the chase, but hated being toyed with. Katy was not ready for Caveman Mase’s antics, though. As much as Mason wanted to skewer her with his dick, he needed to wait.
Kitty-Kat was innocent. Pushing her too hard would do no good.
“Go ahead, sweetheart,” I encouraged. “Take off your clothes now.”
With trembling fingers, she slowly unbuttoned her shirt. Mason was still staring like a maniac, refusing to let our princess relax. Katy shot him a worried glance before tossing the shirt to the plush floor of the airplane cabin.
God fucking damn.
Her tits were huge. They stood up in a lacy black bra, the nipples hard and firm. Her Double Ds were the size of my head and I groaned as my cock jerked hard.
Fuck. How is someone this hot still a virgin?
I was going to finish before we even started.
Blushing, Katy picked the shirt back up before folding it, neatly. Then she placed it on the chair and turned towards us, chest heaving, eyes wide.
Shit, this is hot.
My tingling balls and lengthening dick reminded her that it was about to happen. We were so close and yet so far still.
And slowly, Katy got into it. Wriggling slightly, Katy stepped out of her khakis. And slowly, like a dream sequence, her hot ass showed itself. Big and tasty. Round. Dimpled and gorgeous.
A ripple of heat moved through my hands and fingers before traveling down to my dick.
Mason was the ass man but that fatty of hers would turn any man on. If I gripped her bottom hard like I wanted to, there would be fingerprint-shaped bruises everywhere. Claiming it would be my pleasure. Mason would never let me take it first, though. The asshole would make me wait. Then, I could pump her like a piston.
Shit…
“Keep going, honey,” I rasped. “All the way off. We can't suck the nuts out of your pussy through your clothes.”
Another pause.
“You’re sure this isn’t some kind of joke?” she whispered, big boobies bouncing.
“We’re sure,” Mason answered with a laugh. “If I had it my way, we’d be doing way more to you than sucking your pussy.”
Nick chuckled and nodded.
Our blushing goddess looked like she wanted to ask more questions, but then bit her lip. Good girl. It’s time to play, not talk.
Sliding those tacky khakis down her sweet hips, the timid girl blushed once more. Obviously, our princess had never done such a thing before. Nick stepped close and grabbed the pants out of her hands before she could do the whole folding routine again.
“Th-thanks,” Katy whispered, watching as he tossed them on the floor.
“Now the underwear, Kitty-Kat,” I ordered, my voice low and growly. “Take them off so we can see your sweet pussy.”
“And your tits too, babe,” Nick said. He was dying to give her a pearl necklace. “Never forget about that amazing rack of yours. I've never seen one sexier. Can't wait to push between your gorgeous gazongas for a wild ride.”
He was stroking himself through his jeans, looking about ready to pop.
And with that, Katy unhooked her bra slowly. Nick growled, excited to ogle at what we had been waiting to see. His jaw damn near dropped to the floor once the lingerie dropped to the floor, followed by her panties. Hairless and plump, that sweet pussy was already dripping juices, the flesh slick and wet. Saliva flooded my mouth.
I can’t wait to taste it.
Across from me, Mason was getting stir crazy. My bro’s not the type to hold back. Nuts in pussy or not, Caveman Mase was ready to feast on that gorgeous, juicy cunt. He had that look on his face, ready to go hog-wild.
But that’s the thing. Pussy is always mine first.
Katy licked those sultry lips and picked up the white bowl of nuts, fingers trembling.
“Are...are you ready?” she stammered, eyes wide.
“I’ve been ready for a long time, Kitty-Kat,” Mason grunted, never tearing his gaze from that curvy form.
She nodded slightly, gaze flickering towards Caveman Mase.
Back off, man. Like I said, pussy belongs to me first.
And like he could sense my command, Mase shot me a dirty look before backing up a step. Good dog. We’ll all get our share, don’t you worry. Just give the filly some room first.
Because Alpha Prime has a strict “bros first” policy. We never fight over women.
And with that, the show began. Katy bent over her chair, moaning a bit already. Her ass was in the air, puffy and aroused pussy lips glistening wetly. Those beautiful, thick legs were opened wide in that “fuck me doggy-style” position that I loved.
Because not only was Katy ready, but she was ready for me. Looking over her shoulder, our girl took a deep breath and slowly rolled a nut—a big, fat almond—right into that juicy pussy.
Oh shit, oh shit.
I could see the tip of the almond still poking out between her labia, begging to be licked.
Perfect. Almonds are my favorite.
And unable to resist, I dove in.
Shit, her pussy was sweet. Because instead of acting like Godzilla, I teased the poor girl, licking around her hole first. My tongue didn’t even touch the nut, merely tasting her juices.
“Trent… Oh!” she squealed. “That feels amazing! Keep going, please!” was her cry, pussy flexing and drooling under my mouth.
But then her eyes went wide.
“Is this—is this okay? Am I doing it right?!” she gasped.
I grinned into her cunt.
“You’re perfect, Kitty-Kat,” was my harsh growl. “Nothing could be better sweet thing.”
Because her slick cream covered my lips now, that wetness flowing down my throat. Fuck, how did we get so lucky? A luscious female bent over nude, letting us fish nuts from her pussy? Fuck. This was the rock star life.
“Your pussy mu
st be sweet as hell,” Mason growled. “You gonna fuck her with that tongue yet, Trent?”
With my face still buried in her sweet spot, I grunted.
“Do you love it, Kitty-Kat?” Nick rasped. “Have you ever had a mouth on your cunt like that?”
“I love it! I love it so much!” she panted, head down. “Oh!”
I mouthed her hole again, letting the sweet honey cover my face.
Mmmm.
But there was still the nut. And the other guys. So I sucked on the nut just for a moment, enjoying that salty flavor, before pushing it back in with my tongue. Aw fuck. Her pussy was so beautiful, pink and wet with the brown almond just peeking out.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Nick round the seat so that he faced Katy. Reaching down, he pinched her nipples hard.
The girl shrieked, eyes flying open, cheeks flushed hard.
“Oh,” she moaned, head lolling on her shoulders. “Please don’t stop!”
Of course Nick wasn’t going to stop. Those clever fingers kept moving, my bro’s massive dong growing as he played with her beautiful melons. The shithead was enjoying the hell out of the female. He had no intention of stopping anytime soon, even though Caveman Mase was impatiently waiting his turn.
