“They’re going to know what we’re doing. When you’re banging into me—“ God, that image. She wiggled against him.
He held onto her hips tighter. Pressed a little bit more. “It won’t matter then. We’ll be so into fucking that we won’t care. But right now, I care. I want you to watch them. Don’t react. Let them think nothing’s going on. It’ll make it more intense if you hold back.”
She didn’t want to hold back. She was so primed and ready for his invasion that all this talk was killing her. But she did what he said. She opened her eyes, and tried to stand a little straighter, arching her lower back to give him the angle they both needed.
A girl below them lifted her shirt, begging for beads.
Melody had never been into women, had never experimented that way, but she had to say, with Rich poised to enter her from behind, the sight of the woman’s big perfect breasts only added to the turn-on factor.
“We don’t have any beads.”
“Sure we do.” Rich reached over and the next thing Melody knew was that there was a strand dangling in her face. “Toss it nice and slow and I’ll slide into you the same way.”
Melody thought she was going to come apart right then. Pretending to be doing something so mundane—not that there was anything mundane in rewarding a woman for showing off her tits (and this chick had a lot to be rewarded for) while Rich was poised to work himself into her body in the tightest, most decadent way possible was the height of erotic fantasies.
She creamed herself again. At this rate, he wouldn’t need to fuck her; she’d get off just at the thought of it.
She held a strand of beads out, swirling them in a circle.
The woman in the street followed the motion—and did the same thing on her breasts.
The guys on the balcony above Melody cheered—but the woman wasn’t watching them. She was watching Melody. And Rich.
She knew what they were doing.
“Toss them to her,” Rich said as he pressed the silken head of his dick into her hole, that tight, stretching feeling was almost too painful to be pleasurable.
Almost.
As the beads fluttered down, Rich pushed beyond that tight muscle and seated himself just as the woman caught them. The guys’ cheers from up above drowned out Melody’s short scream.
Oh God, the intensity. He was big; she knew that from having him in her mouth, but this… her ass was a lot smaller than her mouth.
He rocked into her and reached around, his fingers working her clit. The sensations were spiraling out of control, radiating from between her legs to her toes—that he’d sucked—up through the rest of her body, over the lips—that he’d fucked—and tingling out into her fingers.
She held onto the railing and braced herself against his thrusts.
“That’s it, babe,” he grunted. “Take me.”
She pushed back against him. Oh she was taking him all right.
She swirled her hips, and her knees almost gave out it was so intense. If it weren’t for his hands holding tight to her thighs they just might have.
The woman on the street below was watching them, playing with her nipples.
The guys up above were loving it.
“Toss her another strand,” Rich said, his fingers doing amazing things to her clit.
“Where?” Melody couldn’t do much more than gasp out the word.
“Beside you. To the right.”
She looked around wildly. Because she was feeling wild. Her legs were quaking, her clit shivering, and her ass, ah sweet mother, her ass was on fire in all the right ways.
She dragged a strand off the little wrought iron table and flung it over the edge. No finesse and she didn’t care.
Rich chuckled behind her. “That was even sexier than you trying to be sexy with them,” he said, each word getting muffled in the increasingly louder slap of his balls against her thighs and the sucking sound of the lube as it eased his passage.
“Show us your tits!” the guys above screamed down to the woman on the street.
Melody looked. The woman had pulled her shirt down to put the beads on, but she was still rubbing her nipples through it.
“We should have her join us,” Rich punctuated each word with a thrust.
Melody pushed back on the railing otherwise she’d be taking a header over it. Anyone watching them had to know what they were doing. “No. I’m not into women.”
“How about another guy? Dan and Blake? They wanted to join us.”
“Yes.” She didn’t even have to think about it. He was offering her one of the quintessential female fantasies and she’d thrown all caution and decorum to the wind when she’d brought him back to her room. And now, here, essentially in public, she’d tossed the rulebook out window—er, over the balcony with those beads.
“Good.”
Rich let go of one of her hips. She felt his shorts rustling against her ass—yes, the man still had his shorts on. She could only imagine what that zipper was doing to the underside of his balls, chafing and scraping…
He was going to need that area soothed.
She heard him punch numbers into his phone.
His phone?
Melody looked over her shoulder. Sure enough, he was still buried deep within her while talking on the phone.
“Dan, you and Blake get back here now. We’re going to party.”
Ohmygod, she was going to have three guys on her.
That was it. The orgasm screamed up out of nowhere and tore through her, and she screamed. Loud enough to get the guys’ attention above them.
“What was that?” one of them said.
“Sounds like someone’s getting it on.”
“Yeah, like right below us.”
“No shit? Can you see anything?”
Melody looked up. Right into six faces.
“Holy shit. She’s getting fucked.”
Rich rammed into her and Melody couldn’t stop the moan.
“Oh, yeah, man, fuck her.” The guys all started getting in on it.
Not that Rich needed any help. The man knew how to work his dick.
He thrust again and she felt his balls clench against the backs of her thighs.
She leaned on the railing, her strength giving out, her sole focus on staying upright and the sweet hot pressure of him inside her.
“Ah, yeah, Melody. That’s it, babe. Grab me with your ass.”
She did, her muscles tightening around him and all of a sudden she felt it. The guys were still egging them on, but it wasn’t that that sent her over the edge again. Rich’s fingers were pressing almost painfully against her clit, two others had thrust up inside her and he rammed her ass one more time, then shot his wad at the same time he got her off again.
The guys upstairs started clapping. Several dozen on the ground did, too.
Dan and Blake joined in as they walked out on to the balcony.
“Nice show, you two,” said Dan coming up to the railing and leaning his backside against it. He looked at her, then let his gaze run down her back. He nodded at Rich. “Primed and ready for the rest of us, huh?”
Rich slid out and rubbed her ass gently with his palm. “Gonna have to go easy on her. I worked her pretty rough.”
And she’d loved every minute of it.
Melody stood, shakily, and felt the gush of her juices run down her leg.
Flashdance—Blake came up behind her and ran his hand up her thigh.
“Nice.” He licked his fingers. “Dibs.”
She laughed. “Dibs? You’re actually calling dibs?”
He shrugged.“Better than shotgun.”
Rich did up his zipper. “Come on guys. We gave Bourbon Street enough of a show. Let’s take this party inside.”
He held out his arm to Melody. “Shall we?”
She took his arm, grinning. A gallant gangbanger. Her life had gone completely surreal in the space of a few hours.
The guys up above protested their departure. “Come on, man! Sha
re some of that love up here.”
“Sorry, guys. Get your own hot chick. This one’s taken.”
It’d been a long time since someone had called her a hot chick. And a lot longer since she’d felt like one.
Chapter Four
The tension was palpable the minute Blake closed the door behind them.
“You sure you’re okay with this?” Rich asked her.
She nodded. “I a, but I’ve never done it before.”
“Don’t worry; we have.” Dan wrapped his fingers around her upper arms as he stood behind her.
“You have? All three of you?” She was looking at Rich, trying to decide if she should be appalled… or thrilled.
She went with thrilled because to be appalled would make her a hypocrite. She wanted this.
“Actually, all four of us. Marty usually joins in.”
“We’re not calling him.” Blake stood next to her. “He’s already had his fun tonight.”
“Plus I don’t want him here,” said Melody. “You three will be more than enough for me.”
“You got that right, babe.” Rich cupped her face and leaned down to kiss her.
The man was an awesome kisser and the minute his lips touched hers, she was back on that sensuous ride of feeling and heat, and nothing else mattered.
Well, except when she felt four more hands touch her.
Two more sets of lips on her skin.
Two more dicks pressed against her.
She gave up trying to figure out whose hands were where. Someone had skimmed her dress up her torso and was playing with her breasts. Someone else had his hands in her pussy. Someone else was rubbing her ass and the backs of her thighs. Her ear was being nibbled, so was her neck, and Rich was still working his magic on her mouth.
“Come on, let’s get you to the bed where we can all feast on you the way we want,” he murmured against her lips.
Attesting to how often they must have done this together, the guys moved her to the bed without breaking off their caresses. Her dress came up over her head—Blake’s blond head was at her right breast, Dan’s dark on her left, and they helped her lay down on the bed.
Rich moved between her thighs.
“Look at me, Melody,” he said. “Look at us.”
She opened her eyes. Dear God, the sight of three men on her… Heat raced through her as Dan and Blake sucked and licked and pinched her aching nipples and she couldn’t get enough.
She grasped their heads and pressed them to her, her body writhing on the sheets.
Rich grabbed hold of her hips and held her still, his breath hot on her aching pussy.
“Please, Rich…” she gasped as Dan skimmed his hand down her abdomen.
“We’ll please you, Melody, don’t worry,” said Rich. “Blake. Give me a hand, will ya?”
Blake, without breaking off the incredible things he was doing to that lucky lucky breast, skimmed his hand down her abdomen, too.
Then, ohmygod, the two men parted her.
Lust swept through her, all centering on that one aching spot between her legs, and she had to… she didn’t know what she had to do. But she needed something. Pressure, his tongue… something.
And then Rich gave it to her. The flat of his tongue on her clit, stroking and flicking, curling her toes as more lust slammed through her.
She tried to arch into his mouth, but he held her thighs down, his fingers biting into the soft flesh.
“Don’t move, Melody. Trust me, it’ll be amazing if you just let us do this to you and don’t help it along.”
She couldn’t answer him. All she could do was thrash her head from side to side, needing, wanting them to hurry up and take this intense feeling and make it burst all over her.
Blake sucked her breast into his mouth, the sharp tug echoing in her belly.
Dan, in contrast, brushed soft kisses all over her other breast, almost tickling her, but the it only served to make her that much more aware of every nerve ending.
This was amazing. Insane. Insanely amazing. It was everything she could have imagined and so much more. The reality was so much better than the fantasy.
“I… want…” She couldn’t form the words. Could barely form a coherent thought with Rich’s talented tongue working her clit. His fingers in her pussy. In her ass.
Oh God, the feelings… “Let me…” she bore down on Rich’s fingers. It was good, but it wasn’t enough. “I need to touch you.”
She ran her ands along Dan’ and Blake’s backs, trying to figure out at what point they’d gotten naked, but not really needing that answer.
No, what she needed was at the end of her search, over the curve of their asses, beyond the silky sacs hanging there. She stroked them, smiling when they gasped, but she didn’t stop.
It was their dicks, hard and straining and pulsing, dangling below their hips, that she needed.
She wrapped a hand around each one and stroked.
“Mother of God,” Dan muttered on an indrawn breath. “You have talented fingers, Melody.”
Blake just groaned.
Rich pushed another finger into her pussy.
She couldn’t keep her hips still. She had to move. “I need to be wider.”
Rich pushed her thighs apart.
“More.”
He pushed them up.
As if they’d practiced, Dan and Blake released their hold on her vaginal lips, each running a hand up the back of a thigh, grasping the back of her knee, and drawing her leg back.
She was so open and exposed, every part of her bare to Rich’s gaze, she had to look. Had to see if he liked it.
He met her gaze, his tongue never stopping its sweet, incredible journey over her most private part.
And then he moved to her ass.
Melody felt her juices coat her pussy and run down that crease, right to the spot he was tonguing, quick little flutters on her puckered hole, and she started to pant.
“Yes, Rich, please.” She ran her hand faster over Blake and Dan, taking their pre-cum on her thumb and circling it over their heads.
Dan let go of her breast, and her nipple tightened in the shift from hot, moist mouth. “Man, Melody, you’re so fucking hot.”
Blake murmured, his teeth grazing her nipple.
Rich thrust his tongue into her ass and Melody’s hips jerked, and if it weren’t for Blake’s mouth holding her down she’d curl in on herself from the intensity.
Rich slid his tongue out. “You like that?” His mouth was wet with her juices, glistening on his lips, and she wanted to taste it.
“Kiss me, Rich.”
“Oh, babe, you got it.” He crawled up her body, his chest sliding over her moist aching core that the other two guys still held wide open.
He kissed his way up her abdomen, fucking her navel with that talented wicked tongue. Slicking a course up between her breasts, nipping at her collarbone, and nuzzling her neck as he took his too-sweet time getting to where she needed him to be.
And just as he reached her mouth, just as he was about to take her lips, to thrust his tongue inside, he fucked her.
Melody’ gasped with a moan, the sensations overwhelming. For all the orgasms she’d had tonight, she hadn’t had him in her pussy and it felt divine.
Dan moved to her neck; Blake nibbled on her ear, and Rich, thank God for Rich, he invaded her mouth every bit as deliciously as his dick invaded her channel.
She jerked on the guys’ dicks, squeezing them as they swelled.
“Fuck, Melody.” Dan reared up onto his knees, his dick hot and swollen and purple in her hand. “You have to suck me.”
Rich ended their kiss. “Go ahead, babe.”
She looked between the two men. “Seriously?”
“Unless you don’t want to.”
She shook her head and licked her lips. “Oh I want to. Come here.”
“Gladly.” Dan took two steps on his knees, grabbed her head, and shoved his dick between her lips.
She sucke
d him in, the hot sweaty taste filling her senses, his invasion as carnal as the one Rich was now pumping into her pussy.
“Jesus.” Blake got to his knees. “I need a hole to fuck.”
Rich adjusted himself between her legs, and rolled her onto her side. “Take her ass.”
Oh dear God… Melody almost came just thinking about it.
Dan didn’t let up on fucking her mouth, not even when Blake settled himself on the bed behind her and Rich rolled her over a little more; he just went with it.
“Lube?” Blake rasped.
Rich seated himself to the hilt inside her and moved around in some twisty move that swirled his dick inside her, touching spots she hadn’t even known she possessed.
Dan kept pumping her mouth, more pre-cum making him salty and slick.
And then her ass became slick as Blake spread the lube between her cheeks.
And then he rubbed himself against her hole.
She sucked in a breath—and more of Dan’s huge cock—almost choking when he hit the back of her throat.
Rich rocked into her.
Blake pushed against her.
And Dan pumped in her mouth.
It was too much. It wasn’t enough. It was over the top, it was everything she could imagine and more of what she couldn’t. She was moving back and forth between the guys, where one retreated, another impaled, and her body was shuddering with every surge of lust that shot through her. Three dicks, all hard and velvety smooth, thick and hot and pulsing, stroking every nerve ending she had.
“Come with me, Melody.” Rich grabbed her hips.
She’d go anywhere with him.
He rolled her on top of him—how she’d never be able to figure out, but she didn’t care because it worked. Dan moved accordingly, never pulling out and keeping his rhythm so well Melody had to wonder again how often these guys did this.
Straddling Rich, with Dan fucking her mouth in front of her, Melody tensed when she felt Blake move behind her.
“Relax, Melody,” he said, running his hand over her ass. “This is going to be amazing.”
Rich nudged her upwards, taking her weight on his hands as he held her breasts, squeezing them to mimck the movement he was doing in her pussy.
Blake nudged her hole again, and grabbed her hips. He rocked against her his rhythm matching Dan’s.
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