Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 57082 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 285(@200wpm)___ 228(@250wpm)___ 190(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57082 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 285(@200wpm)___ 228(@250wpm)___ 190(@300wpm)
“Any request for me, dear?” said Axel.
“You can work my shoulders,” I said. “And also, don’t call me dear.”
“And I’ll work your legs,” said J.P.
Axel shifted so that I was leaning against his chest. He dug his fingers into my back between the shoulder blades. It was slightly painful, but I didn’t complain.
J.P. ran his hands down my calves to my ankles. He squeezed then ran the balls of his palms up my leg.
I shifted onto my side. It was slightly uncomfortable as I was in a sort of V shape, my hips on the couch while my legs resting on J.P.’s lap and my upper body resting against Axel.
“Where’s Manny?” I said.
“Over here?” he said. But I couldn’t see unless I got up from the couch, which I was not going to do.
“I can’t see you,” I said.
He stepped in front of Axel.
“There’s a place for you on the couch,” I said. “In between J.P. and Axel.”
J.P. set my ankles onto his bicep. He slid a hand onto my butt and lifted me up. “Squeeze in,” he said to Manny. Then he set me down and my hips now rested on Manny’s lap.
“Mmm,” I said. “That’s much better.”
I shut my eyes and felt hands, too numerous to count, exploring my body. Someone was unbuttoning my shirt. I didn’t open my eyes to see who it was.
I reached out, and my right hand fell onto a chiseled jaw while my left hand fell onto a broad shoulder. I slid my hand around to the back of the nameless head and pulled him to me, lifting my chest to meet him all the more quickly.
Light kisses dotted my neck down to my heaving breasts. ‘Tear off my bra,’ I thought. But I was too relaxed to get my mouth to open and speak.
A hand started to unbutton my pants. I reached down and slapped it then felt the hand slide down back to my thigh. I arched my head back. My lips brushed against Axel’s jaw. I wet my lips and kissed him greedily, nipping, trying to pull him toward me so I could kiss his mouth.
Axel obliged.
He took my chin in his hand and put his mouth to mine. His tongue ran against mine.
I spread my legs and rocked my hips to the motion of his exploring tongue.
The hand returned and started to unbutton my pants again. This time I did not slap it away. I felt Manny’s long hard cock pressed against the small of my back.
My pants were pulled down, and the hand slid down my hips into my wet snatch.
I pulled myself free from Axel’s embrace and let out a gasp then a moan as two fingers slid into my panties and ran along then inside my labia.
I kicked, but someone, probably Nolan, grabbed my foot. He pulled it to him against his thigh. Then he shifted and my foot pressed against his hard cock.
“Take it out,” I said.
Immediately, the fingers left my wet pussy.
“No, not the fingers,” I said. “Your cock.”
I’d meant to address Nolan, but I’d given no name to the command. Still, Nolan complied, as did Manny and Axel, and who else, I could not tell.
“And take off my socks.”
Immediately, my socks were pulled off. My bare foot was brought against the warm flesh of Nolan’s throbbing member.
I reached out and touched Manny on the cheek. Then I slid my hand down his chest and onto his crotch. I wrapped his hard cock in my hands. I stroked him in rhythm to how Nolan was moving my foot against his shaft.
I moaned. I arched my head back.
Axel kissed me.
My bra was pulled down and a mouth wrapped around my breast. A tongue flicked my hard nipple.
Axel pulled away.
“No,” I murmured.
Axel kissed me again.
I spread my leg. I kicked my free leg out, and it hit a chest but was quickly grabbed.
My panties were pulled to the side, and my wet snatch, liberated, met the cool air. But only for a brief moment as a mouth closed in around it. A tongue slid in-between my lips and lapped greedily.
I quivered.
I let go of Manny’s cock, reached up and grabbed at his chest. My fingers tried to dig in but he was hard as rock. My other hand grabbed the underside of the couch. I squeezed, let out a long moan when I came.
The release was intense. Immediately, I was snapped from the ecstasy. I rolled off the couch and fell to the floor.
“Are you OK?” said Axel.
I pulled up my pants.
Axel slid his hands under my arms and tried to pull me up.
“No,” said. “Just let me lie here a minute.”
That minute turned into two then into three. They offered to help me up. They asked if I needed a glass of water. I assured the boys I was fine. I just needed to lie on the ground a minute.