HOLLY
I’m burning up and this time not from whatever the fuck is in my ass!
My pussy is stretched out so wide I fear he will tear me in half! I don’t get a second to adjust before the guy behind me is parting my cheeks and prodding my tight muscle wall with his dick. I try to relax and take deep breaths, trying to breathe through my anxiety, but it’s fucking futile.
“Do you have any idea how long we have dreamed of this moment?” the guy not touching me says.
I shake my head. “No,” I pant out as the man behind me pushes forward, drawing a whimper from me. It fucking burns worse than I could have imagined, having a dick in my ass!
“Oh, snowflake. We’ve been watching you for months. We’ve seen how unsatisfied you were every time that little cunt would fuck you and leave you toget yourself off.” My jaw unhinges at the realization that these three have been stalking me!
Before I can protest, the masked man behind me slams forward and buries himself inside my ass. A blood curdling scream tears out of me, tears prick my eyes and soak through the material of the blindfold. The burning sensation is intensified. It feels like lava is burning me from the inside out. My scream is cut off when a hand clamps down over my mouth. I breathe through my nose trying to block the pain from my mind.
“Distract the bitch!” the guy behind me snaps. The one beneath me begins to move and my breath hitches, it’s like a switch has been flicked and the pain is being muted by the need he is stirring inside me.
“Fuck,” I pant as I place my hands on his chest and meet him thrust for thrust, making sure to grind down against him. The one in my ass remains still, allowing me to set the rhythm. When I finally find it, I grow confident and push back against him. The groan that slips out of them both emboldens my confidence. Moans tumble out of me and the burn from earlier stops stinging and turns into a pleasure I never knew I could feel.
“Since you can’t see anything, I am going to tell you what’s happening.” I moan in response when the man behind reaches around and cups my tits in his large hands. “I’m about to put my cock in my boyfriend’s mouth and let him suck me so fucking goodthat I come, but he won’t be swallowing it. He’s going to spit my release into your mouth and you will swallow every last fucking drop. Am I clear?”
I shiver in anticipation. “Yes. I want to taste you,” I pant as I slam down onto their cocks and cry out.
“Fuck, she’s so tight and the chili is only adding to my fucking pleasure,” he says from behind me. His approval only boosts my confidence further and I start to push down onto them harder. The sound of the one beneath me choking on the other guy's dick has me wishing I could watch them.
They aren’t wrong, the loss of my sight has forced me to rely on my hearing and feeling. It’s like everything feels so much… better.
“That cunt looks so good taking my boy's dick, snowflake,” the one in front of me praises.
“He fills me so good,” I breathe out as I lean back against the guy behind me. He releases one of my tits and grips my chin, forcing my head back before he claims my lips in a kiss that robs me of air. I melt into him and relinquish control to them fully and trust them to give me what Ineed.
He fucks my mouth with his tongue, in sync with his thrusts. I feel my body coiling with the need to come and I try to stave it off, but I just know they won’t allow that to happen. They want to own every one of my releases and I’m at their mercy. I can’t do anything except take what they give me andI fucking love it.
“Fuck, baby. I’m coming!” I break the kiss and turnforward, then curse the fucking blindfold for obscuring my view. When he roars it’s like a domino effect. I can no longer fight off my own release. It rips through me like an avalanche, my cries of pleasure mingling with his. The aftershocks haven’t even finished rolling through when my throat is gripped and I’m pulled forward.
I open my mouth, knowing what’s about to happen. When the warm, tangy taste of his cum is spit into my mouth, I swallow it down greedily like a wanton slut needing her fill. Once I have swallowed every drop I feel his tongue lick my lips clean.
“Hmmm, he tastes so good on you, snowflake,” he preens as he pulls back and grips my throat in his hand.
All I can muster is a small mewl. I’m utterly spent and my body is begging for a reprieve. I’ve orgasmed more in this small amount of time than I have in my whole life, and I may actually cry if I come again.
“We’re not done yet. Now be a good little bitch and take what the fuck we give you,” the one behind me growls. I want to weep and protest but I just know my pleas will fall on deaf ears. When he pulls back I instinctively grind down against the other guy. The heady groan that comes from him has need unfurling inside me. Just when I thought I couldn’t take any more, I surprise myself and find that I'm not done after all.
“Oh, God!” I cry out when they both slam inside me at the same time—I feel so fucking full. Theirpace is fast and ruthless. I’m nothing but a passenger on this ride as they fuck me hard and raw on this race to them finding their release. My nails dig into his chest as I try to cling onto something to keep me upright.
“Fuck, yes. Take it, you dirty little whore,” he pants beneath me.
“Give it to me,” I snarl with such conviction it even surprises me.
“I’m gonna come,” he shouts from behind me. I prepare myself for his release and accept the fact that I won’t be coming with them, but I’m rendered speechless when the man beneath me presses the pad of his thumb against my clit.
“Get there, snowflake.” His tone holds a harsh edge to it. I grind against him, chasing my own release but it feels just out of reach, until the one behind me sinks his teeth into the side of my neck, making me scream. The orgasm erupts out of me. Over the sounds of my own cries I hear the both of them roaring out their release and shudder when I feel their cum filling me up. I’m so spent and exhausted I flop forward onto the guy beneath me and close my eyes, needing a moment to just rest.
When I'm slightly lifted so they can pull out of me, I don’t protest?—.
The thought is halted when I feel two fingers push inside my pussy. I whimper. I can’t take it anymore! When he pulls his fingers out of me, Inearly cry with gratitude until he begins drawing something on my back with my blood.
“I thought a candy cane would be a fitting image,” I hear him smugly say a second before I surrender to the darkness and allow oblivion to claim me as its sweet sinful prisoner.
CHAPTER SIX
