Claiming Candy

by Faye, Madison

  “Fuck man,” he growls at his friend. “She’s fucking soaking.”

  “Yeah?”

  I whimper in embarrassment, heat shuddering through me.

  “Feel how fucking ready this tight little pussy is.”

  “A virgin, huh?” The dark-eyed man growls, chuckling. “This pussy doesn’t say virgin, baby girl. This pussy says slut in heat. This pussy says yes please.”

  I gasp, panting, squeezing my eyes shut as the forbidden heat spreads through me.

  “Let’s get rid of these.”

  His hand slips through the front of my black lacy thong, gripping it tight in a fist. And when he suddenly yanks, the flimsy garment shreds, ripping from my body. I gasp loudly, crying out as it tears away.

  His lips crush to mine, and suddenly, I’m lost in that kiss. Tumbling, falling, weightless as his tongue finds mine. And then, right there sandwiched between them with my panties torn away, my pulse racing, my body trembling, and my pussy so wet it’s leaking down my thighs, I know I’m theirs.

  Blue-eyes takes over, roughly pulling me away from his friend and kissing me himself. The first one I can feel start to kiss down why neck and my collarbone, down to my chest. I whimper, and when he moves lower, kissing over the soft slopes of my breasts, I moan into his friend’s mouth.

  He drops to his knees, and I tremble.

  Oh God.

  “No one else has ever tasted this little slice of pie, have they?”

  I look down, shaking my head, my mouth slack with forbidden pleasure. “N-no.”

  “Good girl,” he purrs. “All for me.”

  His mouth moves against me, and I scream in pleasure.

  “Oh fuck!”

  It’s like nothing else I’ve ever felt. His hot, thick tongue drags over my lips, and I cry out, my hips pushing into him with a mind of their own.

  “You like that, huh?” his friend growls into my mouth. “You like him licking that naughty little cunt?”

  “I—”

  “Yeah you do.”

  And he’s right.

  The man’s wicked tongue drags through my lips, drawing the pleasure from me in ways I’ve never known. It’s so forbidden, so wrong. But God does it feel right.

  “My turn.”

  Blue-eyes pushes his friend away, dropping to his knees. And suddenly, I cry out as the second tongue to ever touch me there drags through my pussy, swirling over my clit and making my legs shake as I gasp for air.

  His friend groans, moving in to kiss me, and I freeze for a second.

  “Taste it, baby girl,” he purrs into my lips. “Taste your little pussy on my lips. Taste how fucking sweet you are. Like fucking candy.”

  He brings a hand up, and when he pushes it against my lips, I gasp, opening them.

  “Suck.”

  And I do. And when I taste myself, the fire explodes through me.

  “Good girl,” he growls, and when he kisses me through his own fingers, I moan into him, kissing him back fiercely.

  The man between my legs grabs my ass with his powerful hands, pulling me into his mouth. His fingers are tight on my skin, gripping me hard enough to leave bruises. But that tongue swirls across my clit over and over until my knees are shaking and my heart is racing.

  Suddenly though, I’m weightless, tumbling as they both pull me into their arms, all of us stumbling for the bed.

  My heart races, because suddenly, this gets more real.

  “Wait, you—”

  “C’mere little virgin,” Dark-eyes growls, and suddenly, the cape gets yanked away, and I’m just in my high heels. They push me back across the bed, Dark-eyes moving between my legs, the other pushing me down and holding my arms as he kisses me, making my whole body tremble.

  The mouth between my legs get hotter and more insistent, and Blue-eyes starts to kiss down my skin. They pull me sideways, hands spreading my legs, holding one up in the air. The mouth on my pussy gets wilder, his tongue fucking in and out of me. And when the other one slides down to my ass, I cry out sharply.

  “Hang on! Wait, wait—you can’t just—”

  “Yes I can.”

  His tongue drags across my asshole, and I want to explode. I want to just melt into liquid. The pleasure explodes through me as they both start to tongue me. One licking my pussy and swirling around my clit, the other tonguing my ass, teasing my most private place until I want to shatter.

  I can’t come.

  Not like this. Not to them. But, it’s going to happen, and I know it won’t be stopped. There’s no way it’ll be. And when they push me higher, and when I grip the sheets and arch my back, and when my nipples ache and my skin burns with heat like it’s on fire, I know it’s coming.

  “Oh God, I—”

  I come. Hard.

  I come harder than I’ve ever come in my life, screaming for them as I go thundering over the edge. My entire body quakes, shuddering, their wicked tongues fucking in and out of me, swirling around my clit and dragging in slow circles around my asshole as I gasp for air, climax after climax tumbling through me.

  “That— Oh my God,” I whimper.

  They stand, and suddenly, clothes start to come off. I gasp as rock-hard muscles and tattoos come into view. They’re gorgeous, built out of wood and steel. Bodies carved from stone. Their shirts get flung away, and their jeans drop, and I bite my lips, my eyes wide as I stare at them. They tower over me on the bed, standing in just their boxer briefs with huge bulges tenting them out.

  They’re so big, and so hard. And knowing that they’re hard for me has my pulse racing.

  This is happening.

  Slowly, they reach for their waistbands, eyes locked on mine as they start to tug them off. They slide them down over rock hard abs, and when they suddenly yank down, I gasp, my hand flying to my mouth.

  Huge.

  There’s two of them, and they’re huge. I’ve never seen a man naked before, but oh my God are their cocks enormous. I don’t have to have a reference point to know that the two right in front of me are big, by anyone’s standards.

  Thick, red, and throbbing, with swollen, bulbous heads. Big, heavy balls swing between their muscled thighs. They move forward, and I whimper, backing up on the bed.

  “Now, baby girl,” Blue-eyes grins, his eyes locked on mine as he reaches down, wraps his hand around his big dick, and groans as he starts to stroke.

  “Now which one of us is going to claim that Candy pussy first?”

  5

  Roarke

  I need more of that pussy. I fucking crave it. Fuck, a sweet little cunt like hers is all I’ve been thinking about. It’s all I’ve dreamed of. It’s kept me going, kept me alive. And now, here she is, right in front of me, brunette pigtails and black and red fuck-me heels.

  Oh, and she’s going to be fucked. Virgin or not, she’s about to know what it means to scream in pleasure when I give her every fucking inch of this big cock.

  I growl as I move between her thighs again, my tongue dragging over her lips and making her squeal. Oh she’s ready for this. I knew it the second we saw her up on that stage. She might not have known what she was getting into tonight, but she’s about to.

  My cock is so fucking hard, and when I reach down and start to stroke, I groan into her cunt. Precum drips liberally from my swollen head, leaking down over my hand, making me slick and glistening with it. I can see Jensen kissing her, growling into her mouth, his hand on those succulent tits while he strokes his own big cock.

  Fuck, the differences are so hot my blood turns to fire. Our rock hard, rough bodies, with her soft, tight, supple one between us. And I know fucking her between us is going be pure heaven. I know she’ll be moaning and mewling for more when we fuck this little cunt, and this little ass. She’s sure as fuck not leaving this room a virgin. No part of her will be untouched by us.

  “Who’s first?”

  She moans at Jensen’s words, even if she knows damn well what he means. And swear to God, her pussy somehow gets even wett
er against my tongue. Fuck, she wants this so bad.

  I look up, locking eyes with my best friend as he pulls away from her.

  “You,” he nods.

  I groan, my cock throbbing in my fist.

  “You sure?” I growl thickly.

  “Yeah man.” He grins. “Get her nice and ready for me.”

  I growl again, moving up her body, her legs spreading to either side of my hips. I grip the backs of her thighs, pushing her legs back, spreading them with those little flirty heels up in the air.

  “Get ready, baby girl,” I groan.

  Candice whimpers, her eyes going wide. “I— I’ve never—”

  “I know, sweetness,” I purr softly, leaning down to kiss her softly. “But I’m about to show that little pussy what it’s been missing.”

  My thick head eases against her velvety, sticky, hot little pussy, and my pulse hammers through me. Fuck, it’s so inviting. Like it wants me inside. I can feel her honey dripping down from her opening, a rivulet of it trickling down my shaft. My balls twitch, and a few spurts of precum pump over her lips, making her sticky and slick for me. More than she even already is.

  “Open up, baby girl,” I growl. “Open up and let me pluck this little rose.”

  I push inside, and she cries out as the pure fucking sinful pleasure melts around me.

  Fuck yes.

  It’s pure pleasure. Pure fucking heavenly pleasure as I sink an inch of my cock into that slick little cunt. And it’s pleasure that moans from her lips as I do it, too.

  She whimpers, gasping for air, her thighs clamping around my hips as I hover there, with just an inch of my cock inside.

  …And plenty more to give her.

  “Theeere we go,” I groan, pushing in.

  She’s so fucking tight, and she’s stretching open for me, but goddamn is it tight. I can feel her lips sinking down around my shaft, inching over me, swallowing me up as I push my aching cock into her hot little cunt. Inch by inch, I can feel her slick walls pulling me in. I groan, pushing in deeper and deeper until my heavy balls press tight to those soft, velvety lips.

  And I’m all the way inside.

  “Oh God!” she gasps, writhing under me, her hips moving with a mind of their own. She rocks them, like she’s trying of find more of me.

  Greedy girl.

  Jensen moves into her, stroking his fat cock as he kneels by her head.

  “Open up, sweetness,” he groans.

  She whimpers, turning her head, her eyes looking up and locking with his. He strokes himself, and when I watch a thick bead of precum leak from his crown and drip down, I groan.

  …Oh, she’s about to get both of us guys, hard.

  Jensen’s fingers slide into her hair, tangling around one pigtail, and he guides her forward as he pushes his hips closer. And slowly, I watch as his big cock slides between her soft pouty lips. I hiss in pleasure, sliding out, and feeling her whimper under me, muffled by my buddy’s cock. I push back in, burying myself to the hilt in her tight little cunt. I can feel my cum boiling in my balls, aching to release into her. But not yet.

  Oh no, there’s way too much more we have planned for tonight.

  I grip her hips, her heels waving up in the air as I start to drive into her, grinding deep and then pulling back out. I ease out of her, gasping, hearing her whimper for more as I stroke my sticky, slick cock and tease her clit with the head. But those moans. God help me, there’s no saying no to moans like that. I drive back in, hard, making her squeal around Jensen’s cock as I fill her with every damn inch.

  She slurps on him wetly, the sounds of her pouty mouth sucking that cock filling the room along with her moans. Fuck, for a little virgin, she’s catching on quick. But those lips were made to suck cock, especially, ours. Only ours, actually.

  That mouth was made to moan so sweetly around Jensen while I fuck her naughty little pussy. And later, it’ll be my cock filling the back of her throat while he takes his turn. The thought makes me even harder, makes my blood pump hotter. The thought of her sucking her girl-cum off my cock— the thought of pumping her full of my cum only for Jensen to take over and do the same after—all of it has the lust inside of me thundering for release.

  I growl, fucking into her, rutting into her like a beast. Like the hardened savage I am. She cries out, her whole body shaking as I fuck her hard. Those tits swaying, that ass smacking against my hips. She sucks harder, slurping those lips up and down Jensen’s cock as he guides her with his hands in her pigtails.

  “Fuck, angel,” he groans. “Suck that cock, baby girl. Suck it nice and deep. Get me all nice and wet, because when my friend’s done breaking in that little cunt, I’m next. When he’s done making your little pussy cream so good, I’m going to take my turn. And I’m going to give you even more cum. So much that it leaks out of you. We’re gonna make a mess of you, sweetheart.”

  I roar, pumping into her harder, and faster, driving myself as deep as I can into her soft, velvety heaven as I feel every inch of my skin burn for her. She clenches tight around me, her pussy rippling up and down my shaft, and I know she’s close.

  Fuck, this little freshman fuck-toy is going to come so hard for me.

  My thumb rolls over her clit, my other hand spanking her ass hard enough to make her squeal as I rut into her harder and deeper. Like I never want her pussy to forget the feel of me. Like I want the imprint of me deep in her forever.

  “You gonna come for him?” Jensen groans. “Is that naughty girl little pussy gonna come so good for that big cock? You gonna come getting fucked for the first time, baby? Go ahead, come for us. Trust me,” he growls, grunting as she sucks wetly on his cock.

  “It won’t be the last time tonight.”

  And just like that, she explodes.

  Candice screams around Jensen’s thick shaft, moaning and trembling, her whole body arching off the bed as I drive into her. I roar, grabbing her hips and thrusting deep as I feel myself lose all control. I pound in to her, fucking her like a man possessed right through her orgasm, until suddenly, I can’t hold back anymore.

  And it all comes out.

  All the waiting, all of the planning and plotting. All of it fucking explodes around me as I drive my cock balls-deep in that tight little college-girl pussy and just fucking come.

  It blasts out of me, choking me as I lose my breath. My muscles clench and ripple, my hot, thick cum blasting into her, coating her with my seed.

  Jensen groans, pulling his throbbing hard cock from her mouth, a sticky strand of spit connecting it to her pouty, swollen lips.

  “I bet that felt nice, didn’t it angel?”

  She blushes, her face bright red as she pants for air. She rakes her teeth across her lip, her eyes wide and hooded with lust.

  With carnal knowledge. Because now, she knows. Now she knows the things a real man can make that body feel. And there’s no going back now.

  “Tell me,” Jensen purrs.

  And slowly, she nods.

  “Yes,” she whispers, her voice shaking from her orgasm.

  I grind into her, and she moans, her legs tightening around my hips as I grin. I lean down, kissing her, and when she opens her mouth and lets her tongue slide across mine, I growl lowly.

  Ours.

  She just has no idea how ours she’s about to be.

  6

  Candice

  Fireworks. That’s what it feels like. Like fireworks going off through my entire body. It’s like nothing else I’ve ever known, not even close. The two of them taking me like this, so hard, so rough, so determined…

  It’s like a drug. A forbidden, illicit drug I know I should stay away from. But now that I’ve had a hit, a taste, a sample? God do I want more, as horrible as I know it is. As wrong as this is.

  Nothing like this is supposed to happen in the honeymoon suite. Maybe some making out, and yeah, maybe later, there’s that knowledge that the date and the auction winner go off and hook up. But this? Right here?

  I swa
llow, my whole body on fire and trembling from what I’ve just done, and what I’ve just felt. The door is locked, but I know Kelly. And I know she’s probably gone down and told people what’s going on — that two huge, big, rough looking guys have just dragged me in here, kicked her out, and locked the door. Part of me wonders if she did hear them talking about having just broken out of the mental ward at Tucker Prison. But, I haven’t heard sirens yet. But even if she hasn’t called the cops, I know she’s told Melissa, and probably Thad.

  …I wonder briefly if they can hear me through the door, if they’re out there. I wonder if they’ve heard everything. I blush fiercely, but there’s no denying the spark of heat that explodes through me at the thought.

  The man who’s just taken me still has that huge cock of his buried inside of my pussy when he leans down and kisses me, and I melt. And before I even know what I’m doing, I’m kissing him back.

  Hard.

  Deep.

  Gasping as our tongues duel. And when he pulls away and slides his cock from between my thighs, there’s one thought that hits me, even if I know it's the most forbidden one of all.

  …That I miss him inside of me. That I miss him being that close.

  Jesus, what is this, instant Stockholm Syndrome? Is that even a thing? Or am I just nuts? Is all of this so much and so insane and so all at once that I’ve gone crazy? Whatever it is, when he pulls away from between my legs, I whimper. And he hears it.

  The man grins savagely, his fierce eyes meeting mine as he shakes his head, tsking.

  “Such a greedy girl,” he growls. “You want more, huh? You miss this big cock inside of you?”

  He strokes himself, and God, he’s still so hard. I moan as I watch the last few drops of white cum drip from his head. I can feel his cum so deep inside of me, and I can feel it dripping out of me, my pussy so pink and swollen from him claiming me.

  So deliciously swollen. Wanting more.

  He pulls away, standing, but suddenly, it’s his friend, the one who I just had in my mouth, who’s moving between my legs. And I whimper.