Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 75406 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75406 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Someone else kisses and nibbles my belly and waist, in no pattern that I can pick out, so every new touch is a little surprise. And hands, everywhere. Hips, thighs, sides, breasts, across my throat, through my hair. When I can't see who's who, it's like there are a thousand men in here with me, not just three.
I feel so exposed. Am I the only one naked? There's a strange intensity in not being able to see anything. It's a little scary too, but I trust the guys. Nothing's going to hurt me. If I panic and try to tear the blindfold off, I don't even think they'll stop me anymore, but it's hot too, and they aren’t the only ones that want to put the outside world on hold for a minute and play a little.
“Come,” orders Tank, and the guys release me so I can move forwards, though they hold my arms on either side so I don't fall if I trip. “Where are you taking me?”
Hands cup my breasts to stop me. Here, I guess. I'm still on the soft carpet, so it wasn't far.
“On your knees, sweetheart,” Wraith hisses into my ear. A hand on my shoulder urges me down.
Licking my lips, I obey. Then I'm pushed forward and my hands guided until I'm touching bare skin. I explore him and figure out pretty quickly that I'm kneeling between someone’s bare legs. Someone who’s sitting down. Running my hands up his thighs, I find a proud cock straining upwards, and wrap my fingers around it. It’s thick, but they all are.
Big, strong fingers thread themselves through my hair and pull me forwards. Whoever it is, he's sitting down so I lean my weight on him and open my mouth.
Tank.
They're all big, but he’s in a class all of his own. I swirl my tongue around the head and he proves it’s him when he groans. “Oh, fuck, Kaylee, that's good. Suck me, Trigger.” He's already dripping precum, and I savor the salty flavor of him coating my tongue.
A hand settles on my ass, while another presses on the insides of my thighs, urging my knees further apart. I moan as a slippery finger slides easily into my pussy. Am I really that wet already? I arch my back, rocking against the hand and taking him deeper. It feels nice, a sexy warmup for what I'm sure is coming next.
Then it's gone, and I moan around Tank’s cock and wiggle my butt. I'm rewarded by one, and then a second finger, sliding back into me. The way they're moving—is it both Nitro and Wraith with a finger each? I can't tell, and it frustrates me, but I don’t want to know for sure, either. God, it feels good. Maybe there's something to this sensory deprivation thing. I never know what's coming next. And it's distracting. I get a little tap on my head, reminding me to get back to work. Happily.
Something wet and slippery drips onto my butt. I draw a little breath through my nose at the sudden coolness, but it's quickly soothed by warm fingers rubbing it into my skin, going closer and closer to… really?
While two fingers are sliding in and out of my dripping pussy, a third scoops up the slickness and spreads it around my back entrance instead. With a little bit of pressure, the tip pushes in. Not far, just a little. Just exploring, testing me. Probably waiting to see if I push it away or beg for more.
“Give me a second,” I say in a shaky voice. “I’ve never done this before.”
“Say the word and it stops.” It's Nitro.
I nod, moving my hips carefully to explore the sensation on my own terms. It doesn't hurt, not with all that lube, but I feel incredibly full, with fingers both front and back, never mind the big cock hovering right in front of my face. With a little nod, I signal I’m willing to keep going. The two fingers in my pussy stretch me open as the one in my ass teases me with new sensations. I lean forward and suck Tank’s cock back into my mouth, reveling in the feel of so much happening at the same time.
Is this what Natalie meant by all together? Oh God.
I know it’s theoretically possible, but really? A way to be with all of them at the same time?
My thighs tremble, their sinful touches giving me goosebumps. Every time I think I’ve learned the rhythm, things get so overwhelming that I have to pull off Tank to get my breathing back under control.
And then suddenly, I'm empty.
“Guys? What—”
I shriek in surprise before I laugh as they pick me up. I’m carried a short way before they lower me again. Something thick and hard nudges against my pussy. Like a ragdoll, I’m impaled slowly onto a massive cock that I know has to be Tank. Inch by amazing, delicious inch stretches me open, making me glad all the lube made it down front too. He’s a lot.