Well, well—the guy is about to take another first, I bet.
“Catch, bro,” Trikk says to Sam, tossing him a bottle of lube.
“Where did you get that?” I ask Trikk.
“Bro. I'm always prepared.” Trikk smirks, winking at me.
Phoenyxx
My breath stutters when I feel cold liquid pour onto my ass, which Sam is holding open. It's taking all my willpower not to move while I’m already impaled onto Razor.
Sam grunts, then I feel his tip pressing into my ass.
I squirm with worry. “Wait. Too much...”
Surprising me, Sam smacks my ass cheek, with a laugh.
“I’m sure you can take it, Em,” he declares, making me giggle.
Razor cackles. “Color me shocked. The new guy is tapping that ass.”
Frost moves to my front, sliding a hand down to where my body meets Razor’s. He rubs circles on my throbbing clit, and I jerk. “Frost...”
As he works me, Sam moves, feeding me his cock an inch at a time. I tense up, but Razor tells me to relax. I hold my breath when he’s fully inside.
“So damn full,” I mumble, out of my mind with desire.
“Not quite yet, you’re not.” Trikk stands at the side of the bed, cock bobbing in my face. He taps my mouth. “Open, Bambi.”
I eagerly open wide, and Trikk shoves inside to the back of my throat. I can’t speak or utter a sound, but Razor must have felt the rush of wetness on his cock.
He moves, Sam following, then Trikk thrusts in and out of my throat. Frost still works my clit.
I fucking shatter, my release flooding the bed.
Razor follows with a bellow, then Sam right behind him. Trikk pulls out of my mouth before he comes.
I climb off Razor with shaky legs. Frost lays down in his place in the same position, Trikk behind me.
“Can you take more, Killer?” Frost asks.
I nod frantically, words not forming in my sex-addled brain. I climb eagerly onto Frost.
Frost holds his impressive cock still, then thrusts upward, surprising me. I grind back onto him.
Before I can blink, more cool liquid covers my ass, and Trikk slides in effortlessly.
They both move together like an erotic dance, perfectly in sync.
My next orgasm builds like a tsunami, and I scream when it hits.
Frost and Trikk pound into me, fucking me right into the mattress. I turn my head, reaching out for Sam. I glance at Razor, who’s already hard again—and stroking his cock.
Sam steps up to me, dick rock-hard as well. The guys stop moving to allow him entry. My mouth opens, and he wrinkles his brows as he slides into my mouth. I hollow my cheeks, sucking him, swirling my tongue around the head and shaft.
He's not used to deep-throating, so I take him to the back of my throat and hum. The sound that leaves him makes my pussy pulse.
Everyone moves again. An even more powerful orgasm screams through me, and I buck and convulse. Instead of it tapering down, it just keeps going. It ebbs and climbs repeatedly.
