Doc fists hiscock in front of my face. It’s thick and fleshy and I bend forward and give the head a small lick.
“Good girl.” His fingers move through my hair, collecting it in a tight ponytail. “Keep going, sweetheart. Earn my fat cock.”
I moan around him and his grip tightens. “Where you at, Bash?”
I already know. Bobby is behind me, his warm fingers spread across my ass. He squeezes tight and I arch my back.
“Shit. She’s showing me her pussy.”
Doc’s laughter sputters into a groan as I draw him fully into my mouth. “God, this bitch can suck. Give her ass a slap.”
Bobby lifts a hand, then pauses. “Are you sure, JJ…?”
My mouth is still full of Doc but I jiggle my butt the way I sometimes practiced in the mirror. Bobby’s palm comes down on me like fire. “You like that?”
I do. The pain feels clean. Pure.
I suck Doc harder, taking him deep into my throat. There’s saliva everywhere but he doesn’t seem to mind.
“Spank me,” I tell Bobby.
I don’t knowhowI say it, because I’m still sucking Doc, but Bobby slaps me again and heat swirls through my middle. I’m so dirty. Disgusting. But it doesn’t matter. I look into Doc’s evil, blond, Elvis face. “Can you please call me names?”
He smooths a hand across my cheek. “Like… ‘you’re a dirty little slut, spreading for two guys and loving it’?”
It’s good, but it’s not quite right. I want him to be mean. Mean the way he was when he penetrated me with his knife handle. “More.More.”
Bobby draws his cock through my folds, spreading my wetness over both of us. I pray he pushes inside and ends my virginity, so I don’t have to worry anymore. “Please, Bobby?”
He slaps my right ass cheek. “Meaner, Valente. You know what she needs.”
Doc thrusts his cock deeper. “What about what I need? I’m so fuckin’ close to busting in her mouth.”
I close my eyes. It’s hot when they talk over me like I’m not there. I might not need names, after all.
“Go on,” Bobby says. “Blow her mind.”
Doc’s lips brush my ear. “You’re a rich cunt, Whitehall. A spoiled whore who’s not worth a damn to anyone.”
I sigh happily. It’s wrong, but everything is wrong. And if Doc’s mean to me, I’m already being punished for my sluttiness, so it doesn’t matter. Doc’s hand closes around my throat. “She’s ready, Basher. Put your dick inside her.”
Bobby spanks me as he enters me. The prickling sting contrasts with the slow stretch between my legs, turning me from one thing into something else. I whimper as he pushes deep, then withdraws. His cock is slick when he slides in a second time and now the feel of him makes my eyes roll back in my head.
“It’s good,” I pant. “It’ssogood.”
Doc’s hand is still locked around my neck as he pumps his cock between my lips. “That’s it,puttana. Keep it up.”
Bobby slams into me and yet it doesn’t hurt at all. I press back against him, wanting more. My virginity is in tatters. This thing everyone wanted just… gone, and now there’s just me, flexing and turning between two men. I shouldn’t want them both, but I do. They’re so strong, and they want me.
The pressure builds between my legs and goose bumps roll over me in waves. I buck hard against Bobby and he slaps my ass. “That’s it. Push back on my cock, you little bitch.”
Doc squeezes my throat. “Dump a load in her, and get out of the way. I want a turn.”
“No,” a new man declares. “I’ll be next.”
I glance sideways. Eli is sitting by the bed in one of his lovely suits. He smiles, the corners of his amber eyes crinkling. “Hello,bella.”
“Hi,” I mumble around Doc’s penis. “How did you get here? And where is here?”
