by Lana Hartley
The sensations are electric; my trembling pussy is forcing pleasure through my entire body. I grip the strong, hard arms tighter, using him for leverage as I thrust against him. We fight each other for a few seconds, fierce tension, one set against the other, then fall into a pattern.
We thrust against each other—meeting together in the middle— then forcing each other back again. I can feel myself getting wetter, muscles trembling all over my body as those shudders start all over again.
They feel somehow different this time. Before, they started in my clit and stretched up inside. This time, it’s the opposite. The warm, rolling waves of pleasure come flowing down and my hips jerk and buck up and down.
The guy fucking me suddenly gasps, a harsh sound almost like a growl escaping his lips as he grips my shoulder and forces his hard cock against my shuddering muscles. As my pussy clenches and throbs he thrusts hard and fast, pinning me between his hand and his hips.
Short, fast strokes become harder, longer ones, and then I feel the incredible sensation of his cock throbbing and spurting inside me. He falls against my shoulder, short moans coming out of him, hips jerking as if they have become disconnected from the rest of him.
I feel sweet and loving. I reach up and cradle his head as he buries his face in my shoulder. He rolls off, to the side, laying between me and someone else beside me. I feel him lean over to lightly touch my face.
“Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”
Overcome with affection, I shake my head lightly, leaning in for a kiss. It’s a short and sweet one that lingers, our sweat tangy in our mouths.
Someone moves behind me, snuggling against me. I can feel his cock hard against my ass cheeks. Feeling bold, worldly and incredibly womanly, I whisper over my shoulder.
“Put it in, lover. I’m not done yet.”
They grip my shoulders, gasping in surprise. He kisses me between the shoulder blades. Moves down a little, then back up to my neck. One hand runs down my side, stroking sweetly. He pushes my hip away slightly.
I feel him lean back, making space between our bodies to see. One hand stays on my hip while the other guides his cock.
He toys around with my ass cheeks and even around the hole, teasing with his cock. My pussy is burning, and I know I want it there, but I don’t say anything. I want him to do what he wants to do.
I feel vulnerable and exposed, trapped by the blindfold, but also incredibly safe and loved. I had never imagined something so incredible for my first time.
He slides his cock up, following the wet trail right up to my aching pussy. I lean forward, gripping a firm shoulder as the guy behind me slides it in. He pushes me forward so I’m at more of a right angle, then starts to thrust.
As I brace myself on the guy in front of me, I reach up and pull the blindfold down. I’m loving the fun of it, but I feel like I’m missing out. I want to see.
That’s why we left the lights on, after all.
Charlie is in front, with Adam beside me. I reach up and touch Sam’s face at my shoulder as he makes long, slow strokes.
Charlie gets on his knees, wriggling around and leaning against me so he can watch Sam’s cock sliding in and out. Adam moves in front of me, kissing me. One of my hands goes up, around his neck, holding his face down on mine.
I lean back, letting Adam explore my mouth with his tongue. I stretch my own tongue up, meeting his and flicking it across his lips.
He moans, reaching down to play with my breasts. Sam starts thrusting, harder, faster. He pushes me forward again, oblivious to the others now as his cock gets harder and harder. An exclamation of exquisite joy bursts free from his lips as his cock starts to jerk and throb.
“Oh, God, yes.”
I start giggling as I feel Sam pull out and roll on to his back. I do the same, reaching out my arms to touch him and Adam.
Charlie stays on his knees, just watching me. His smile is light, and his eyes are full of wonder. He reaches out to stroke my face.
“You’re so beautiful… I love your mouth so much, your beautiful lips. Would you suck my cock?”
I nod eagerly, sliding down the bed. He wriggles closer. Behind me, Adam moves so I can use his belly as a pillow.
Charlie points the head of his big cock at my mouth. I feel it touch my lips, so hot and hard. I open my mouth, and he places his cock against my lips, teasing. I flick my tongue out, lapping at the head and giggling as he sweeps his cock by my mouth.
After a few seconds of trying to get a hold of it, he stops playing and slides it down between my lips. He slides it all the way down to the end and I feel it in my throat. For just a second, I felt really scared. I can’t breathe, I can’t move; his belly is flush up against my face, his cock is that far down my throat.
He starts to draw back almost immediately. I open my eyes to see his face—caring, loving, compassionate.
“You just lie there and relax, beautiful… I’ll fuck your mouth very gently.”
He draws his cock out, leaving just the head inside. I suck it eagerly, lapping my tongue over the silky skin on the head. I’m ready for more as he starts to slide it in again. I wait for the delicious pain.
My jaw is held wide open, lips stretched, his cock as far as it can get down my throat. At that moment, Sam wriggles around and rubs my clit, just gently, with two fingers.
I gasp and moan, head going back. The moan is muffled by Charlie’s cock, right down my throat. He takes advantage of my head going back, forcing his cock a little further down my throat.
My legs fall open, encouraging Sam deeper. He slides his fingers down to my pussy, burning again and desperate for action. As he slips two fingers inside, Charlie starts drawing his cock out of my mouth.
Sam fingers me deeply, bringing his wet fingers up to rub my clit. Charlie lets me suck on the head of his cock a bit, then slides it down my throat again. Through it all, I can feel Adam’s warm belly behind my head as he breathes in and out, watching us.
I feel the heat and spasms starting in my pussy again. This time I feel hot down deep and at the clit at the same time. Charlie keeps sliding his cock in and out of my mouth, so slowly, watching my face. Sam holds me tight, rubbing my clit with perfect pressure and friction. My hips rock back, thrusting against Sam’s hand and my mouth opens wider for Charlie.
“Yes,” he whispers, “Oh, fuck, yes. Come while I come down your throat. Fuck. Yes!”
He starts thrusting harder, but I don’t notice. My pussy is throbbing and burning and if there wasn’t a cock down my throat, I would be screaming.
I feel that incredible tension ripple down Charlies cock. I know now, from the others, this is what happens before guys come. I barely notice this though, as my pussy and Sam’s fingers rubbing my clit take up all my attention.
Charlie freezes, one hand lightly holding his cock as he starts to come. I feel the warm juice spurting against my cheek and even in my haze of lust I try to swallow as much as I can. As he starts to draw out, I chase the head, sucking on it, catching every last drop.
Sam stops rubbing my clit, cuddling me, holding me as my breathing starts to settle. My heart is throbbing like crazy and I feel breathless and very, very happy.
Charlie on one side, Sam on the other, I wriggle back to look up at Adam, who’s still being my pillow. He winks.
Charlie and Sam smile down on me.
They must be ready again.
Good. So am I.
Chapter 8
Lacey
I really want to try sucking cock from a different position. I roll on to my belly, feeling Charlie’s and Sam’s hands slipping around me as I move. I crawl up a bit. Adam sees what I’m trying to do and wriggles, so my head falls between his legs.
I take a moment to have a good look. He’s nicely waxed or naturally hairless. His cock is getting bigger and harder as I watch—how fascinating. The more I look at it, the harder it seems to get.
I lean forward, drawing my tongue across his balls. He shudders, gasping, reaching down to hold his
cock up. This draws the soft skin over the balls tight and I lay my hot wet tongue on it. I roll the balls into my mouth, one by one, sucking on them and teasing them with my tongue.
I take all my cues from my lover as I continue. I wait for his encouragement to know I’m in the right place. He rocks his hips, moaning. I slide my nails along his silky thighs, making him shiver. Goosebumps rise along his legs.
I prop up on my arms, eyes fixed on his cock. I slide up to get a good angle and slip the head into my mouth.
I wrap both hands around the base and slide my mouth down. I find it impossible to tease with my tongue once my mouth is completely full of cock, so I come up to the top to taste the head, flicking it with my tongue and teasing the edges of the foreskin. When he is gasping and moaning, I slide it right down my throat a couple of times. He reaches out and grabs my head, not holding me down or forcing me, but caressing my hair, stroking me.
Charlie shifts beside us and gets between my legs. I try to moan around Adam’s cock as Charlie starts licking my pussy. He holds my hips lightly, pressing his face in to lick deep inside. I focus on Adam’s cock, feeling another orgasm building.
Charlie stands up and I feel his cock pushing against me. He slides the head up and down a few times. He teases my ass, gently at first, then more playfully.
“Tempting as your ass is,” he whispers, “I think I’ll stick to your hot pussy this time.”
He grips my hips and slams his cock deep into me. I feel the muscles in my pussy grip him so hard it hurts. It aches—like a bruise.
He starts thrusting, slowly at first, then faster and faster. I let my hips loose and let him control its movements. I’m so wet and so horny my poor pussy doesn’t know which way it’s coming. All I know is, I am coming again and again… a chain of them. It doesn’t stop.
Charlie keeps thrusting, pulling back to watch his cock moving in and out and begging over the sensations of my multiple orgasms. He’s mouthing careless whispers that sound like ‘Yes’ and ‘fuck’ and ‘god’ all mixed together. I feel his cock going rock hard and starting to jerk, just as Adam grabs my head and pushes my head down, once, twice, three times, then he’s coming, too.
Charlie holds my hips tightly, his cock throbbing hard inside my squirming cunt. Adam grips my head, his cock jerking down my throat. I try to swallow the salty juices, but my body is collapsing. I push myself off Adam to sprawl on my back beside him, gasping in ecstasy.
Charlie falls down, breathing hard, a massive smile plastered across his face. We all lie there for a few minutes, heavy breathing and softly thudding hearts the only noise in the room.
Through the mess of sweaty limbs, Sam crawls over to me.
“Want some more?” he whispers.
I’m not sure, but I nod eagerly anyway. We lie next to each other, softly stroking each other and looking into each others’ eyes.
“I think your mouth and pussy have had enough. What do you think? Are you ready for the ass? You’ve had everything else.”
At just the suggestion, my pussy starts throbbing again. I reach down and touch my clit, all sticky and slippery, and I find it’s hot and hard, almost sore to touch.
“What’s going on? My pussy is getting hot already, all over again!”
Sam leans in and kisses me gently.
“You’re just hot stuff, babe. You fucking rock at this. That’s all there is to it.”
I lean in, smiling, kissing him.
“Okay,” I whisper, “Let’s do it, anything you want.”
Adam rolls towards us.
“Your pussy can have me, at the same time, if you like.”
I nod slowly, getting up on my knees. Adam lays himself out in front of me and I climb on to him. He spreads his legs wide so Sam can get in behind me.
“You okay there, Charlie?” I have to ask. He’s lying down beside Adam, watching. He gives me a wave.
“I’m not worried about missing out, gorgeous. I just love watching you.”
Even after all we’ve done, I blushed a little at that. I position my knees on Adam’s sides and let his hard cock slide up, right into the ache deep in my pussy. I feel Sam behind me, supporting me as I rise up and down on Adam’s cock.
Once I start getting wet, so wet that it’s dripping down Adam’s cock, Sam starts rubbing me gently. Not just around the ass, but where I’m joined to Adam. As I rise up for a thrust he reaches under with one finger, just teasing my ass open.
I realize he’s using my juices to get his head wet. Everything down there feels like a waterfall right now.
A really fucking hot, steamy, sticky waterfall.
He slides his cock into my ass. He brings one arm up and presses me against him. I hear him gasp as he slides up. Adam watches, hands behind his head, cock hard inside me.
Sam’s in control now and me, with Adam joined, waiting for his motion. As he slowly raises himself up and down from the knees, I feel Adam’s cock swelling inside my pussy.
One of Sam’s hands comes around and rubs my hot, hard clit. I cry out as spasms rip through me, the deep orgasm triggered by the one in the clit. I can feel their cocks, hot and hard inside me, so full, so tight, so hard, everything is…
Charlie kisses me, up on his knees beside Adam. Caught on two cocks, clit throbbing under Sam’s fingers, I moan into Charlie’s mouth.
I try to move, thrust, anything. I don’t know what I’m doing. All I am is sensation, friction. I can’t feel anything—I can feel everything.
Charlie parts my lips gently with his tongue and slowly starts kissing me deeper and deeper. Sam starts to thrust more forcefully. Adam stays still, rock hard abs and pecs rippling under me in the bright hotel lights.
Charlie keeps kissing me as Sam comes hard, gripping my hips and grinding his pelvis against me. He pulls out slowly, gasping as Adam starts to buck under me, thrusting me up and letting me fall back down.
My pussy shudders and spasms, clenching against Adam. I push Charlie away, falling forward, both arms on Adam’s shoulders as I ride him, forcefully rubbing my clit against him while I thrash my own insides. All I can feel is the massive chain of orgasms.
They shudder from deep inside me, flowing instantaneously out to my skin. My fingers and toes tingle and my arms and legs tremble.
I start screaming, but I don’t even notice. All I can feel is the build up inside me. Not satiated by all the fucking, no. It just got bigger. Stronger. Now it’s all coming ten times harder than before.
It breaks inside me. Like a wave, like ten waves, like a million fucking tsunamis. I feel it in my belly, deep in my pussy and in my clit. A massive, shuddering release that pours out of me in shuddering screams.
When I’m aware, again, I’m lying flat on the bed on my back. All the boys are wrapped around me, and each other.
“Are you okay?” Adam strokes my face.
“I thought you passed out!” Charlie looks into my eyes.
“Can I get you anything? Water? Chocolate?” Sam rubs my leg gently.
I shake my head, trying to remember how to breathe as my chest heaves. My heart is fluttering and I’m not sure I can speak.
“Just… hold… me, please,” I force out a hushed whisper. My throat is sore from screaming and my jaw hurts like I’ve just been to the dentist. A little giggle slips free when I think about how self-inflicted my current state is.
The boys all wrap their arms around me. I feel so comforted, and safe. Three hard, hot bodies holding me tight. I relax against them, knowing sleep is creeping up on me.
I can’t help but wonder how the other models lost their virginity, and who they ended up fucking tonight. A little satisfied grin springs to my lips. I doubt if anyone else has a tale to tell as hot as mine.
Chapter 9
Lacey
This is definitely new for me. It’s unlike anything I’ve felt before—and is definitely unlike anything I’ll ever feel again.
I’m in bed with my eyes half-closed, barely able to move after last nig
ht.
Well, I think to myself, after last night, my eyelids are about all that I can move.
I replay the events of last night in my head from behind the hood of my eyelids—the men taking turns making me come again and again, bringing me to ecstasy and back down to Earth, then leaving me to my own devices to somehow heal myself, to go back to what I once was, but will never be again.
They were magnets in human form, I think to myself, and they knew my body better than I ever did.
I finally open my eyes and stare at the ceiling, thinking of all the things I know about them—which isn’t much—and what I like, and perhaps dislike, about them.
I like certain things about each of them.
Charlie, Sam and Adam.
Individually, they’re pretty fucking incredible: hard bodies, caring, and interesting. I could go on for hours about each of them.
All three have big, perfect cocks—broad, muscular shoulders—lithe, taut asses and faces chiseled from the finest stone, aquiline and testosterone-laden and so…manly.
So, I think about what it took for me to talk to each one in the first place.
There’s Adam, who spotted me at the charity ball, and made a beeline for me—and who continued to talk to me until I was whisked away by the CEO. He’s a man who knows what he wants and does everything in his power to get it. It’s that drive—that laser precision—and willingness to sacrifice everything to get what he wants that turns me on the most about him.
Then, there’s Charlie.
Charlie, who enjoys playing in my pussy like it’s a water park, who snatched me away from the CEO that night...that Charlie.
Yes, I think to myself as I feel the wetness pooling between my legs, that Charlie.
I remember how he calmed me down that night—as he tried to explain the deal that all the models made—and how he tried to get me to relax even further with a drink before I was snatched away.
Yeah, I t know much about Charlie, not in the least. But I know that a man who tries to make a woman calm—trying to relax her before ramming his cock in her pussy, instead of just jamming it up inside of her—is a man who’s more sensitive than most.
