by Alexa Quinn
And yet I can’t find the words to say no to her. Not when she is looking at me like that.
To my annoyance Jake quickly agrees, earning a glare from me. I am about to object when he says that if she loses again she will have to pay a penalty.
My heart pounds my chest. This sounds interesting.
“What will it be?” she asks.
“One kiss for all of us,” says Jake.
Her cheeks go red, but she agrees quickly.
Such a sweet innocent. If she hopes just to give us a quick peck on the lips she is about to find herself mistaken. But maybe she knows it. Maybe this is exactly what she wants.
She loses again.
I can barely restrain my eagerness as I pull her onto my lap. Her heart trips in her chest as I tip her chin up to look at me.
I am about to tell her my name but instead I find myself saying, “Call me Uncle Max.” Because I want to make this sweet fantasy of mine as real as possible.
Her eyes widen and desire roars in my chest.
She blushes, but nods readily in agreement.
She quickly kisses the corner of my mouth, and her soft lips linger a moment over the slight hint of my stubble. Then she tries to get up off my lap.
I wrap a powerful arm around her waist and hold her in place.
“A proper kiss,” I growl.
She hesitates. “A proper kiss, Uncle Max?” she says, biting her lip.
At the sound of her saying my name I lose my restraint. I press my mouth firmly onto her soft lips and tease them apart. A shiver runs through her whole body, and I know that she is inhaling my dangerous scent. She moans a little and opens her mouth, and my tongue presses in to play with hers.
I kiss her like I want to fuck her, my tongue insistent in her mouth like my cock wants to be in her sex.
Lifting her up by the waist, I reposition her so that her knees are spread on either side of my powerful thighs. My cock wants to be released to spring against her flat belly. But I know I mustn’t. Not yet.
The muscular band of my arm pulls her closer to my chest, squashing her high young breasts against the hard muscles of my pecs. I feel the firm nubs of her little nipples pressing against me. She gives a little whimper of delight.
One of her arms wriggles out from my embrace. She reaches around to pull at the back of her skirt. I realize that she is worried that the others, whose eyes are fixed on her, might glimpse her ass cheeks.
This inflames me even more. I tug at her waist until the mound of her pussy meets my groin. I want her to feel the heat of my jutting cock, to know how hard I am for her.
For a moment her sex squirms against my hardness, seeming to be begging for it.
But then she pulls out of the kiss, and pants, “Uncle Max, you said just a kiss.”
“A kiss for all of us,” Jake growls.
He has been leaning forward on the chair nearest us, watching impatiently. Now he comes to sit beside me and pulls her onto his lap.
Feeling a small sense of loss, I let her go. Fair is fair, and I know l will enjoy watching almost as much as I enjoy having.
Jake positions her with her back against his chest, all the better to display her gorgeous body. He tilts her head around towards him. She gazes up at him with her eyes half glazed and her mouth panting soft little breaths.
“It’s Uncle Jake’s turn,” he rasps. “You ready for me, baby?”
She gives a tiny nod.
His mouth claims hers, and her lips open to welcome him. She is panting and her breasts are jutting out high, her little nipples hard against the fabric of her flimsy uniform.
One of his arms holds her firmly in place around her waist, and his other hand brushes the undersides of her breasts. She shivers. She wants him to touch her, and he knows it.
Unfortunately Jake has never been patient with his carnal desires. He yanks down the top of her flimsy dress, tearing it. Her breasts come spilling out.
She gives a squeal of surprise, and tries to cover them up with her arms. But Jake adjusts his grip on her, and holds down her arms to expose her tits to our hungry gazes.
He always did like giving us a show. He carries on kissing her, and she moans into his kiss. Her pretty throat strains as she stretches up to press her mouth against his, and her tits jiggle as she moves against him.
The sight of those pink bouncing breasts tipped with little raspberry-dark nipples is too much for me. I lean over and fasten my mouth on one of her nipples and suck it hard.
She gives a muffled shriek of desire. Her reaction lets me know that no man has touched one of these before.
Eager to claim the other nipple too, I unlatch from the first and suck the second into my mouth. I work it into a hard peak with the rough strokes of my tongue.
“Hey,” says Karl. “Not fair. You’re just supposed to kiss her.”
I come up for air. “I am,” I say wickedly. “I’m kissing these delicious sugar tits. One’s going spare if you want it, Karl.”
“Fuck me,” he groans.
Karl is the good boy to Jake’s bad. But now that her tits are bare, even Karl cannot resist our wanton little angel.
He comes over to sit on the other side of Jake, and together we fasten our rough mouths over each nipple. Her entire body shudders at the sensation of two hard men sucking together on both of her breasts.
She drags her mouth away from Jake’s insistent kiss and gasps, “Please, you said only kissing.”
Karl tugs at her nipple with his mouth and then lets it bounce free with a pop, leaving it wet in the cool air.
“If you want us to stop, baby, you only need to ask,” he says. “You want us to stop?”
I work her other nipple hard, wrapping it in my lips and suckling it until she squeals in sheer lust. There is only one answer that I want, and she gives it.
“Please don’t stop,” she gasps.
Chapter 5
CLARA
I cannot believe I am here sitting on a man’s lap kissing him, while two others have their mouths on my breasts.
Even more, I cannot believe it is my dad’s best friends who are doing this to me, and that I am enjoying letting them. I don’t think even Roxy has gone this far. She would never believe this.
Nor would Lola or Jenna or Sofia. They would be horrified. They would have offered to lend me the money to get my own place.
All because having Roxy always walking in and out, and doing whatever she wants all the time, has started to make me anxious. Roxy has a way of making me feel like our room is actually her room and that I should be grateful that she is tolerating my presence.
But right now Roxy is just the merest blip at the back of my mind. Because my body is freaking out like it never has before.
I pant and writhe in Uncle Jake’s arms. Each of my hands is buried the hair of the men mouthing my nipples, gripping them hard, trying not to cry out in pleasure.
I’ve wanted this. I’ve needed it.
I need more than this, but I can’t imagine how there could be more.
I give a slight moan of disappointment as Uncle Jake pulls his mouth away from mine. I take in a long gasp of air, and become hyper aware of the tingling sensations spreading from my suckled breasts to all over my body.
“You love this, don’t you, baby?” says Uncle Jake.
He plants kisses on my neck and shoulders, and lustfully watches Uncles Max and Karl sucking hard on my breasts.
What would he do if he knew it was me, Clara?
“What does it feel like, baby? Three hungry men kissing you all at once? ”
“So good,” I whimper. “So good, Uncle Jake.”
“Good girl. You’re giving Anthony over there the best show he could hope for.”
Uncle Anthony is leaning back on the couch opposite, watching me with his unreadable dark eyes. His erection is jutting against his black pants, showing me exactly how much he is enjoying the view.
Just then Uncle Max sucks really hard on my right nipple, s
ending a shot of sensational all the way down to my clit. My ass jerks up and down on Jake’s lap, and the hard shaft of his erection slides between my ass cheeks.
I can feel myself rubbing against his dick, and yet I can’t stop myself from moving and moving.
He gives a hiss of lust. He grabs the tops of my thighs and pulls, yanking my ass onto his groin and burying his shaft more firmly into my ass crack.
His yank causes my thighs to spread wide apart. He promptly slides his big, rough hands down to my inner thighs, framing my sex.
This forces the skirt of my dress to pop out from under my ass. It rides up all the way to my waist, leaving my hips naked, revealing my clean shaven pussy mound and the little gleaming lips of my pink slit to Uncle Anthony’s hungry gaze.
He lets out an expletive and jumps to his feet. I try to pull the skirt of my dress back down to cover me but it is too late. In a couple of strides he has closed the space between us and has dropped to his knees.
His head is right between my thighs, feasting on the view.
“Too late, sweet Clarissa,” he says, his breath whispering on the sensitive skin between my thighs.
He pulls my stocking clad legs over his broad shoulders. His hands press into my bare inner thighs, spreading them apart even wider. I feel my pussy lips spreading open to his gaze.
I squirm, wishing that my pussy lips will close up and protect themselves from his hungry eyes. My movement only forces Uncle Jake’s cock harder against my ass crack.
Hotness spreads through me. One of dad’s best friends is looking at my naked pussy. Can he see Jake’s cock pressed against my ass?
I lay back, panting, and stare at him like a deer fixed in headlights. I give in, wanting him to look at me, to see my nakedness and desire me.
“She’s bare under that dress,” he tells the others.
I feel the blush on my face deepening as the two men at my breasts pull away so they can look down at my naked pussy.
Unable to see from behind me, Uncle Jake groans in jealousy. He jerks his hips against my buttocks, seeming to gain satisfaction in knowing that only his pants are separating his flesh from mine.
Anthony’s black eyes glint wickedly as he grins at me. “If you liked those kisses, you’re going to love this one.”
Then his mouth fastens on the lips between my legs, making me squeal. I feel his strong tongue press into the wetness of my pussy. It probes at the hyper-sensitive flesh at the entrance of my vagina, then it sweeps up the length of my slit to the little nub at the top.
As his tongue presses into my clit, a shot of sensation spreads out from it, filling my belly. I grab the back of his head and clench my fingers into his hair. I thrust myself into his face.
His tongue lashes at my clit, with no consideration for the fact that he is overloading me with sensations that I’ve never felt before.
I grind my hips round and round into his face. He presses my thighs wide open up and then his tongue thrusts into my tight little hole.
The feeling of it invading my virgin pussy makes me gasp out loud.
“Oh God, what are you doing to me?”
His tongue thrusts deeper and deeper, as if determined to taste all of me.
“Only a kiss,” I gasp. “It’s only a kiss.”
And they all kiss me together. Their tongues work roughly on my nipples and between my legs and on my mouth, filling me with frenzied sensation until my body bucks and thrashes. The most powerful orgasm I’ve ever had in my life surges through me.
I clench my thighs around Anthony’s head and bury my hands into the hair of the two men who are licking and sucking my tits. Uncle Karl continues to kiss my mouth and I scream my orgasm into his until I am limp.
I lay back on Jake’s body panting.
The four men stop kissing me, and for a while they stroke me, the rough palms of their hands familiarizing themselves with my stomach and my breasts and my thighs as I regain control of my senses.
And then Karl hands me to Uncle Max, who places me down gently on the couch.
Chapter 6
CLARA
The other three men kneel beside the couch and watch as Uncle Max tears my pink maid’s dress off with one powerful jerk of his hands, leaving me completely naked before him.
He tugs his shirt off, revealing his bare upper body rippling with muscles. I cannot help but place my small hand onto the hardness of his six pack, marveling at his strength.
He chuckles in delight. He guides my hand down over the fine layer of hair covering his lower stomach until my fingers trail through a thicker patch of hair lower down.
He unbuckles his pants and yanks them down, and the magnificence of his huge erection juts out.
I have never seen a cock before. It is so big.
He puts my hand on it and pumps it up and down. The skin is so velvety and yet underneath the shaft is hard as steel.
Something intoxicating seems to fill the air. Werewolf pheromones. I breath in their heady scent and my sex seems to pulse with a craving I have never felt before. I feel wetness leaking out of me.
The other men’s eyes are all on me, watching me give Uncle Max a hand job. I clench that big cock in my hand, trying to wrap my fingers around its girth, trying to please him.
Uncle Max gives a deep groan and yanks my hand away from him. He grabs my legs behind the knees and spreads my thighs apart.
He’s going to fuck me, I realize. He is going to fuck me now while all the others watch.
He places one of my legs against the back of the couch and the other leg onto his shoulder. I am spread wide open for these four men to see, like a wanton hussy, the kind my mom warned me to never be.
Embarrassment fills me. I place an arm over my breasts and try to cover up my pussy with my other hand.
“Uncover yourself,” commands Uncle Max.
The way he says it rings with a conviction that makes me drop my arms to either side of me. My hands clutch the soft leather of the couch instead of at my nakedness.
“Good girl,” he rasps.
His jaw is clenched as if he is barely in control of himself. If he were a stranger I might feel fear. But I don’t. This is Uncle Max. I have dreamed of him doing this to me.
He places the velvet head of his cock onto my pussy lips and presses them apart with it. He drags that thick dome up and down my slit, working me into a frenzy of sensation until I beg him for more. But he never lets it touch either my clitoris or the rim of my vagina, which I am desperate for him to push into.
“She’s a virgin,” says Anthony quietly. “I felt her hymen on my tongue.”
Uncle Max snarls at Anthony, as if he is angry that the other man felt my hymen first. Anthony looks surprised.
My cheeks flush red at Anthony’s words, and Uncle Max’s eyes fill with a possessive satisfaction.
“You want me inside you?” he says in a deep guttural voice. “Me.”
“Yes, Uncle Max. I want you.”
Finally he puts the massive head of his cock against the entrance of my vagina and pushes slowly.
I feel myself being stretched wide open, my pussy lips straining. Centimeter by centimeter, he thrusts in. My flesh is on fire at this touch. I couldn’t tell him to stop if wanted to.
I gaze into his eyes and see his intention to bury his full shaft inside me up to the balls. He moves steadily, continuing to slide in slowly and insistently.
“You’re so big,” I pant, my breasts trembling with each heaving breath.
The other three men are greedily watching, not daring to touch.
But I need them to. I need to them to make me wetter.
I look pleadingly at Karl. He gives a glance at Uncle Max, who is gritting his teeth with the effort of keeping from thrusting into me all at once. Uncle Max gives a small nod.
Karl reaches over to pinch and squeeze my nipples, and I whimper in relief. I see Jake shift behind us, so that he can clearly see Max driving his thick cock into my straining pussy. Jake�
��s face is reddened with lust and excitement.
“Please, I whisper.
He seems to know what I need. He reaches between my legs and pulls the inner lips of my pussy wide apart, stretching me so that the thick shaft invading me can inch in a little deeper.
His tugging arouses tremors of delight in my clit, and I squeal at the sensation that fills me. Still, it is not enough.
