Davis is the first to breach her hole, cursing when his finger comes out glistening. Bringing it to his mouth, he’s intercepted as Carter licks it clean instead, groaning at the taste I know is delicious. I had wondered,very briefly,how I would feel seeing her touched, tasted, and fucked by others after my out-of-character possessiveness this weekend. Thankfully, I seem to be feeling more like myself.
My siren is beautiful, and I’m happy to share her with my closest friends. As long as nobody else comes inside her, it’s business as usual as far as sharing a slut.And what a slut she is.Reclining on her elbows, she has her legs lazily spread open as man after man dips into her center for a taste. The flush creeping up her chest is a clear sign that she’s ready for more, but we have a long flight ahead, so there’s no need to rush things.
“Gentlemen, it’s fine if we all enjoy our snack, but I did want to further discuss the strategy we left off with earlier…”
Everyone continues to pet, tease, and taste Blanche as she lies on the table, and Davis places a pillow under her head so she can get comfy. Her legs are held wide as we hash out takeover plans, and I interject with derailing questions as often as possible. There’s no reason to rush business, after all. After my third non-sequitor, she fixes me with a fiery glare, sweat beading at her temple from almost an hour of gentle caresses and pussy play.
Her arched brow and expectant gaze are brattier than they should be, and if she thinks all these men are about to fuck her, she’s got another thing coming.
“Alright, gentlemen. Let’s paint our pet. She’s waited long enough for her reward.”
With that, Blanche becomes a sticky mess as my friends come all over her. Carter gets suspiciously close to her pussy, and Davis lasts only a moment longer before spraying her tits.
“Look at you, glistening like a whore, drenched in everyone’s cream. They’ve been tasting you for hours. Why don’t you return the favor, hmm?”
Her glossy eyes snap to mine as she opens her mouth and sticks her tongue out. Starting at her pussy, I gather some of her arousal that still pools at her entrance and trace a path to her mouth, collecting as I go.
“Mmm, here’s what Carter gave you, sweetheart, and here’s where Davis came all over your tits. Look at how you’ve made all these powerful men lose control. And you didn’t even have to do anything except spread those gorgeous legs, did you? They went wild just tasting you and watching you writhe while they held you open.”
I continue my languid exploration up and down her torso, torturing her nipples on my way past, and use my other hand to slowly rub light circles on her clit, Jackson’s spend providing lubrication. Her legs, still held wide, start to shake, and I finally reach her face, coating her cheeks in the mess as she begs.
“Please, no more. I need to come, please.”
Her last plea is a glorious sob, but she still puts her tongue back out as I scoop her reward into her mouth.
“Suck it all off my fingers, and once you’ve eaten it all, I’ll let you come.”
Tears streak down her cheeks as I continue feeding her two fingers of cum at a time, intensifying my pressure on her clit and cataloging every whimper and spasm I pull from her.
“What a good girl you’ve been, servicing us all and keeping us entertained, pet. You’ve swallowed everything we had to give you, and now you’ve earned your reward.”
A quick flick of my head, and my hands are immediately squeezing and slapping her breasts. Carter plunges three fingers deep into her pussy, I give her clit three quick flicks and a pinch, and she detonates, squirting all over the table and screaming her release. A chorus of soothing praise echoes from my friends, and she slowly comes down from her high, eyes glassy and tears flowing faster.
“Shh, pet. You’ve done so well. We have a little while to go before we land, though, and I plan to use you while we finish our last-minute details for today. I don't need you at any functions tonight or tomorrow, so if you’re too tired to continue, you can sleep. You’ll have time to recover before any events you’re attending. I’ll clean you up and cover you either way, but I have to be inside you.”
When she realizes her options, her gaze focuses on me, and she can’t help but lick her lips. There’s a moment of hesitation in her eyes, though, and she’s not too blissed out to ask her question.
“Only you?”
Only me?That’s her question? This goddess in my arms, after charming a plane full of men and spending hours as a playful seductress, wants to know if I drug her, who will use her?
Her vulnerability causes something warm to spread in my chest, but I ignore it.
“Yes, my little slut. While you’re sleeping, only me.”
She lays her head down on my shoulder and relaxes before answering.
“Sleep, then. Please. I’m rather fatigued.”
Before long, she’s had her special water and is unconscious, legs spread wide across my lap with her upper half wrapped in a cozy blanket. As we finalize our strategy, my friends look longingly at where I thrust languidly, my cum pooling at the base of my cock from where I’ve already filled her twice. I’m sensitive, and it hurts, but I won’t stop until I’m hard again. The idea of not being inside her seemswrongright now, for some reason, so I refuse. The tingling in the back of my brain that I shouldn’t care that I’m the last one inside her, holding her for landing, threatens again, but I ignore it. That feeling can’t be real, and even if it is, this trip is not the time.
“Good morning, Sleeping Beauty.”
Her kittenish stretch pulls the comforter down, exposing her breasts covered in my marks, and although I took her multiple times after our welcome dinner last night, my dick twitches. I ignore it and hand her a bottle of water and some crackers.
“Mmm. Thank you. Where am I? When am I? Is this my room?”
“This is my room. You don’t have a room. And it’s ten in the morning. You slept through the night after we landed.”
