I do as I’m told, and he shoves down his shorts and gives himself a stroke before bringing his cock to my lips. I lick around the head before taking him in my mouth.
Behind me, someone slides their cock over my pussy but never enters. It’s maddening.
Hargrave keeps his hand on my head, fucking my mouth. I don’t know where Reed is. We’re meant to be celebrating his return, but I feel as though I’ve stolen all the attention.
A part of me loves it.
I’m wild and sexy and they want to fuck me. Another part of me wonders how this is even possible.
The man behind me sinks into me in one smooth thrust. I moan around Hargrave’s cock. It’s not Priest fucking me. This cock is thicker. It’s Colt or Reed.
I lift my gaze to look up at Hargrave.
He’s watching me. “You want to swallow?”
I can’t reply with my mouth full of dick, but I try. I take a little more of him, to show him how much I want him.
He hits the back of my throat, and his grip on my hair tightens and his thrusts quicken.
Someone grips my hips and Reed curses.
Hargrave tips his head back as his cum floods my mouth.
I swallow it all.
“If you don’t stop, I’m going to come,” Colt mutters. “And I want to fuck her ass.”
Fingers trace my tight pucker and I shudder.
Hargrave releases my hair and pulls out. “You ever been fucked in the ass?”
“Yes…once…years ago.” I’m panting and on the cusp of coming again. Before I can, the man fucking my pussy pulls out. A whimper escapes my lips.
When I glance over my shoulder, Reed has fallen back on the sofa and has Colt on his lap. Colt’s condom covered dick arches off his belly. I blink and realize that Reed is still inside of him. I can’t tell if Colt is enjoying it or trying to get away. Perhaps both.
“You like watching Colt squirm?” Reed pinches Colt’s nipple.
“Yeah.” My breath catches. The way Reed is holding and working Colt’s hips is hot.
“If you suck him, he’ll come. If you want him to fuck your ass, I’ll let him go.” Reed kisses Colt’s neck.
I swallow and glance at Priest. “What do you want?”
“I want to fuck you.” He helps me off the table and draws me onto the sofa. He kisses me, keeping me close until I ease onto his cock.
It’s almost too much. His hands grip my hips, in much the same way that Reed had held Colt.
Something cold and slick touches my hole and I pause. Reed laughs and kisses my cheek. “It’s lube. Let me get you ready for Colt’s thick dick.”
“Is he the thickest?”
“Yeah,” Priest answers. “Try not to grope my balls, Reed.”
“So licking them is out?” Colt asks.
“For today,” Priest says, keeping me still as Reed works one finger and then another into me.
“That sounds like a next time to me.” Colt moves into view, beer in hand.
