Taken by the Dom

by Cassandra Dee

  CHAPTER FIVE

  Kane

  Fuck, she was amazing. More than amazing, downright unstoppable. Because once we got that little filly on a roll, shit, but she rolled. Katie turned into a wanton slut before our eyes, legs spreading as the female moaned, that curvy body jiggling enticingly.

  Because oh yeah, Katie’s a slut. The little girl shook her arms free, and then lay back on the dirty hallway floor, maneuvering her curvy form until it was spread out like a feast before us. Good thing there was carpet because at this rate, there was some hard pounding in store, dick in cunt style.

  And the little girl was unstoppable. Coyly, she looked us full in the eye before beginning the spread. One inch. Two inches, then three, and slowly, her legs parted until everything was revealed. Oh yeah, those thick white thighs split, revealing her sweetest spot. Then she did something so fucked up that I practically jizzed in my pants, releasing the geyser.

  The sweet thing reached one hand down to stroke her nether lips, playing with her labia. But she didn’t stop there. Slowly, with our eyes glued to her cunt, she pulled those flaps apart, revealing everything. Oh yeah, the pulsing insides, the hot pink channel glistening with female lust, it was all on display. And as we stared with hunger, the girl let out a throaty laugh, three men wound around her pinkie.

  “Like what you see boys?” she cooed, shifting back even further so that we could see straight up her channel, practically to that cervix. “Because it’s all yours.”

  And fuck, but it was ON then. I needed that creamy cunt like a dog needs a juicy bone. I needed to be inside, to taste, lick and feel. So dropping to my knees between her thighs, my eyes blazed intensely.

  “Get ready for some fucked-up shit, honey,” came my growl. “Get ready to get fucked-up.”

  And instead of being afraid, the girl cooed more, throwing her head back, tossing those brown curls.

  “Yes,” she murmured. “Yes, yes.”

  Meanwhile Mason and Tyler were on the same wavelength. Each man dropped to either side, whipping out their dicks as they bent their heads and sampled her tits. Oh yeah, two dark heads bent over that lusciousness, biting and licking her nipples as the girl moaned wantonly, pussy juicing even more.

  And that was my signal. Dipping my head, I went in for a taste. Just a tiny taste at first, a sweet lick at her slit.

  But Katie sat up as if electrified, jolting both Mason and Tyler.

  “Unnnh!” she screamed. “Unnnh!”

  God, the female was responsive. Good thing the beat was thumping in the reception hall, otherwise someone would have heard for sure. But as it was, we were in a deserted hallway, the lights flickering uncertainly over our heads, our best girl laid out like a feast.

  So I chuckled.

  “Aw honey, you ain’t seen anything yet,” I rumbled. “Cause there’s a lot more where that came from.”

  And slowly, I ran a finger up and down her slit, toying with those puffy vaginal lips. Holy shit, but her cunt creamed even more then, a drop of dew coagulating at her hole before sliding down that luscious ass.

  “Shit,” came my grunt, eyes transfixed. “Goddamn.”

  But that wasn’t enough. Parting those thick thighs, I spread open her labia, treating myself to another penetrating look. It’s like I’m a gynecologist, obsessed with the inside of a woman’s twat, but hey, different strokes for different folks. And Katie’s snatch was perfect. A deep pink, ruby red almost on the inside, her folds gleamed and juiced, pulsing before my gaze.

  “Aw fuck,” came my grunt. “Damn.”

  And my tongue was on her clit in an instant. Because it beckoned, stiff as a flagpole, protruding from those fat labia. With my index finger, I teased it out of its hood, and then leaned down for a deep lick with the flat of my tongue, sampling the hard nub.

  That did it.

  “Unnnh!” the female moaned, writhing on the carpet. “Unnnh.”

  “Fuck bro,” grunted Tyler from up above. “We gotta move faster, this filly is gonna burst any second.”

  And for sure, that was true. Because Katie’s insides were already beginning to quiver, small pre-spasms lancing through her cunt. So I went full-force then. Lowering my face, I slid my tongue up her vaginal canal, sampling that female goodness.

  But then it happened.

  Oh shit.

  Fuck my life.

  Because my tongue bumped against something inside, rubbery yet delicate, deep within our creaming female.

  Immediately I pulled back, chest heaving, staring hard at the brunette.

  “What?” she mewled, writhing on the carpet, Tyler and Mason still feasting at her breasts. “What is it?”

  “Goddamn,” was my grunted reply, eyes blazing. “You shoulda said.”

  And Katie knew immediately.

  “Please,” she gasped, breasts heaving. “Please, don’t tell.”

  But it was too late because my buddies raised their heads, puzzled by the break in activity.

  “What’s going on?” rasped Tyler. “This guy got no game?”

  “Fuck is happening?” growled Mason. “Your pussy had enough?”

  But tears were pooling in the brunette’s eyes as she stared at me, the connection electric. That creamy form was still spread in front of us, ready to be devoured.

  “Please,” she murmured again, eyes tearing a bit. “Please don’t tell,” she repeated.

  But hell, I don’t keep secrets from my best bros. So it all came out, the glorious truth.

  “She’s a virgin,” was my low rasp. “Untouched.”

  Silence for a moment.

  “Is it there?” came Tyler’s voice, sliding over the girl’s body. “Did you taste it?”

  I nodded affirmatively.

  “Aw shit,” rumbled Mason. “Aw shit shit shit.”

  And Katie went ballistic then. The female tried to struggle upwards, to push us off her body. But what could one tiny woman do against three hulking alphas? Absolutely nothing. So that creamy form stayed down, all assets still available.

  But the words began then, running like a babbling creek.

  “I’m so sorry,” she gasped pitifully. “I know this isn’t what you expected, but I can explain. I know – I know what it looks like,” she stammered.

  All three of us stared at her. Didn’t she realize that we adored that purity and innocence, that her hymen was a gift from the heavens?

  But Katie continued, still babbling.

  “Most girls lose it early, I know,” she rushed. “It’s just that I never, you know …,” she stammered. “There was never anyone, and I’m big, so there weren’t many opportunities. Then before I knew it, I was twenty-two.”

  Mason, Tyler and I stared at each other, incredulous. Holy fucking shit. Katie really didn’t know. She thought we looked down on her, that the female was second rate because she was untouched. Aw, fuck no. We had to set her straight.

  “Naw honey,” came my low rumble. “You’re perfect as it is. Even better than before.”

  Her mouth snapped shut then, those big brown eyes staring.

  “Wha- what?” she stumbled. “I’m sorry?”

  Tyler jumped in then.

  “That’s right sweet thing. We love girls who are untouched. It’s like finding a diamond in a landfill, a prize when all you were expecting was some garbage. There’s a sweetness there, an innocence that can’t be bought.”

  Katie almost stopped breathing, still lying nude and creamy on the carpet.

  “So you’re okay with it?” she asked slowly. “This is okay for you?”

  Mason smiled slyly then, those blue eyes gleaming.

  “More than okay honey. Fucking fantastic because we’re all gonna taste you now. Move over, bro,” he grunted at me. And I knew what he wanted, shifting my big form over.

  Because a hymen is something real special. You don’t see this anymore unless you’re doing underage girls, but that wasn’t the case here. And discovering this treasure, we all wanted a part. We all wante
d to run our tongues along that delicate tissue, to sample something that wouldn’t be there much longer.

  Mason was as good as his word. Bending between Katie’s thighs, he licked her hole as an appetizer before forming that tongue into a point. And then he too, slid up her vaginal chamber, tasting her hymen for the first time.

  “Fuck,” he grunted, face buried in her snatch. “Fuck fuck.”

  “Ohhh,” moaned the girl, lying back once again, twisting and turning mindlessly on the carpet. “Oh oh oh!”

  “My turn,” rasped Tyler then. “Damn, I gotta get some of that candy.”

  And in a flash, he was crouched between Katie’s thighs, sliding his tongue up her pussy as well. Sure enough, the billionaire’s eyes bulged, going wide as his lips hit that barrier. Because our little girl is for real, no fakes, nothing but honey. His mouth ran against that sweet tissue, sampling, stroking, licking, rocketing her to the heavens and beyond.

  Because it was too much. Katie is an untested girl, a sweet, innocent female. And the reality of three men worshipping her body, taking turns burying their mouths in her snatch shot her over the edge until she careened into space, hurtling through the air while screaming like a banshee.

  “Unnnnh!” came a wail, torso twisting as her boobs trembled, cunt pulsing madly. “Oh god, unnnnh!”

  And that spurred Tyler on. His tongue became a thing of fury, licking madly against her hymen, caressing that vaginal canal.

  “Let go,” he commanded roughly between her legs. “Let go and shower us with that juice.”

  Because it happened. Katie twisted once more in our arms, mindless to anything but the ecstasy pulsing through her cunt. And suddenly, a clear stream of fluid jetted from her vag, hitting Tyler on the chin before he backed off, the waterworks on full display.

  Because Katie is a squirter. Oh yeah, the sweet brunette, despite being innocent, was juiced to the max with the ability to spray. And like a firehose, the clear liquid erupted from her cunt, flying five feet in the air before dropping all over her tits and stomach, splattering on the pure white flesh.

  “Unnnh!” she screamed again, spasms wracking that sweet puss, liquid flying like an automatic sprinkler.

  And Tyler, Mason and I are dirty motherfuckers, the worst of the worst. Because we couldn’t let the fireworks show go untasted. Like hungry dogs, we leaned forward and licked pussy juice off her body, sucking her tits, sampling the goodness that sprang from her cunt.

  “Fuck,” grunted Tyler, getting a mouthful on the underside of her breast. “Fucking delicious.”

  “Filled with vitamins,” rasped Mason, slurping up a pool of juice from her belly button. “Gonna eat it all.”

  And as for me? I’m the dirtiest of them all. Positioning my mouth about a foot over her lower body, I opened wide and tried to catch as much spray directly in my mouth. That’s right, I wanted to taste the female cum fountain, to be doused in the goodness that only a woman can provide.

  “Shit,” I muttered as warm liquid pelted me, mouth wide open like a shark devouring its prey. “Unnh, fuck this is amazing.”

  And that was our first session with the innocent brunette. Because yeah, we sampled Katie’s twat during our buddy’s wedding, watching with wonder as she sprayed her juices everywhere, ravishing the sweet goodness that was all her. Our trip to Bumfuck, Nowhere had suddenly delivered the greatest treasure imaginable. We’d found a virgin who was gonna let us sample her three-on-one style, three hot rods and one juicy snatch. And not only that, but the girl was slutty as hell, spreading her legs and offering us everything.

  So yeah, this wedding wasn’t a complete waste after all. There was gonna be more than enough goodness to go around, and as the girl lay before us, exhausted, spent and panting, I took in that creamy fullness once more, appreciating the miracle that was Ms. Evans.

  “You ready for more?” my deep voice ran over her like honey. “Because sweetheart, there’s a lot more in store.”

  A normal female would have screamed with horror, bolting upwards and grabbing her dress, making for the exits. Who knows, maybe she’d even show up at the police precinct, ready to report a crime.

  But this was no ordinary female. Because as that white flesh quivered, Katie eyes slowly focused, caramel gaze limpid, breasts still heaving. But her mouth told the real story. That pink pout parted with the sweetest voice a man can hear.

  “Yes Kane. Yes Tyler. Yes Mason. I want more, please.”

  And with that, our futures were decided. Because what became a lame wedding trip transformed into something magical and exciting … with Katie’s tempting body as the prize.

  CHAPTER SIX

  Katie

  Pushing any thoughts from my head, I stumbled into the house.

  Get rid of this green dress, my internal voice spoke. It’s vomit gone wrong. You’re doing everyone a favor.

  So after flicking the switch on the gas fireplace, I shimmied out of the outfit and threw it into the flames. Suppressing the urge to dance around the inferno in victory, I stared as the fire consumed the dress.

  Good riddance, came the voice. You’re just ashes now. But then again, maybe the dress had done me a favor right? It’d been there during an exciting part of my life.

  But too late now. Once the fabric had been reduced to ashes and the fireplace turned off, I wandered around the apartment, tidying up after my hasty morning spent getting ready for the wedding, pushing any thoughts of the alpha billionaires to the back of my mind. Even while eating a snack and relaxing in the shower, my brain managed to keep them at bay. But now that my nightly routine was over, the doubts overwhelmed me. As I lay in bed, thoughts flooded my mind.

  OMG, did that just happen? Did three different men just feast on my curves like I was a supermodel, someone beautiful and precious?

  Although precious is a funny word. On the one hand, yes, they worshipped me. But on the other, Mason, Kane and Tyler were dirty as hell, doing things I’d only imagined in my wildest fantasies.

  Fingers rubbing lightly at my pussy, I stretched languorously, eyes closed. A deep voice spoke in my head then.

  “Did you like what you saw?”

  And Tyler’s words shook me to the core. Because yes, I’d liked what I’d seen. That magic stick during the ceremony, making me blush. But even more, there came the startling, electrifying kiss that had started it all. It was just like Gone with the Wind when Scarlett kisses Rhett Butler. There’s something so wrong about it, but devastatingly real and vibrant as well.

  Was this truly happening?

  I wasn’t sure.

  Three men at once? Who does that?

  But a swift pinch to my nub ensured that it was real.

  Because they wanted me. The men had praised my curvy figure. My lush breasts and wide swinging hips attracted them, instead of being repellant. And I smiled like a Cheshire cat in the dark then, warmth suffusing my form. I was a beautiful, desirable woman, and there was no doubt anymore. Those guys could have gotten anyone, but they chose me.

  Me, the curvy girl.

  Me, the girl who’s only been out on a couple dates in her life.

  Me, the girl who’s usually reading by herself on Friday nights.

  A huge dose of confidence shot through my frame, making me grow warm once again in the privacy of my bedroom. After the session with the three alphas I was a changed woman.

  Would anyone be able to tell?

  Was it obvious?

  Elaine would die if she knew what had happened.

  Why tell her? the voice inside went. Elaine’s so judgmental.

  Hmm, that was true. She’s a good friend, but you have to take people as they are. And Elaine’s downfall was jumping to conclusions about everything. More likely, she’d call me out and say I was crazy for doing this.

  But that’s the thing.

  I am crazy.

  Real crazy … for three men.

  So smiling mischievously, I decided not to tell anyone. After all, why? It’d probably
never happen again. It was a one-time thing, wham, bam, thank you ma’am.

  Plus, there were all these sordid bits that had no explanations. For example, the glaring fact that these men were strangers to me. Kane, Tyler and Mason all seemed like great guys and they were Bobby’s friends, but I didn’t know them from John Doe. They’d flown into town late last night and would more than likely be gone by the morning.

  Yet, I’d let them eat my pussy in a hallway during a wedding reception. If the situation were different and I’d been out with friends at a bar, there was no way I would have allowed three random men to do that. Why was my mind rationalizing now? I hadn’t even paused to think it through, never asked any questions.

  But the train of thought just wouldn’t stop. Was I a dirty slut? There were always the girls that we secretly slut-shamed, no matter how liberal our attitudes on sex. My guilty conscience gnawed away, remembering a conversation from just last week.

  “Oh my god, you know Linda? She just met the guy a day ago and she’s already slept with him!” Elaine whispered secretively. I nodded my head and tried to put in a good word.

  “Well maybe he was really hot,” my voice trailed off.

  “No, he’s not hot!” raged Elaine. “Linda can’t get anyone hot. And why would it matter? That’s not the point. They don’t know each other,” she whispered venomously again.

  At this point, I just kept my mouth shut. There was no sense in poking the bear.

  “So yeah, Linda’s screwed,” announced Elaine imperiously, tossing her curls back. “Sleep with a guy so fast and he’ll never come back.”

  I was sure my pal had missed the point. Linda probably didn’t want to see that man again, that was the whole goal of a one-night stand. But Elaine’s set in her ways, and it’s hard to get anyone to change. So I just mumbled, “We’ll see. We’ll see.”

  And that was enough to placate my friend. But still. If Elaine knew what I’d done, would she talk smack behind my back? Was I okay with that? Besides, what would other people would say? All sorts of terrible things, surely.

  The negative thoughts began to kill my mood. I was a twenty-two year old wallflower. Stacy and Linda were always bragging about how many guys asked them out or told them how pretty they were. Random guys would just walk up to them on the street.