“Oh,” I let out, surprise and something like wonder taking over my brain.
I didn’t have a strong grasp on how big a man’s erection typically was, but hefeltbig in my hand, thick and long, rock-hard and pulsing with heat that made my mouth water and my pussy throb again, pulling Alex’s finger deeper into me.
As if answering my body’s challenge, I felt a twist, then a hook—that strong finger crooking inside me, pressing into an inner spot that felt like heaven.
Another quick press to my clit with his thumb, too, a little harder this time. Almost perfect.
“Oh, my god,” I cried out, and my hand squeezed Jonathan’s shaft in search of a tether to keep me on earth.
A scrape of teeth on the top of my breast, sharp and surprising, reminded me of Devin’s part in this erotic play.
It was all so much. So many sensations, every inch of my skin burning with pleasure and a need for more, frustration that felt like ecstasy and suffering all at once.
With another few pumps of Alex’s strong, hooked finger inside me, another hard, wet suck on my nipple chased by a cool breath of air that puckered it almost painfully, I felt my body, my mind, shatter into stars.
Devin was laughing, not derisively, but with a pure joy that made my heart squeeze.
Alex added a second finger inside me as I began to convulse, stretching me almost painfully this time.
I heard him grunt with the effort as he pumped me harder and harder through the climax that threatened to turn my brain to goo, the sound of it mingling with my own strangled groan.
Alex’s other hand held my hips down against the bed, keeping me from grinding the way my body was trying to do on its own, and I wasn’t sure I’d ever come down from the delirium.
Jonathan was calling me a good girl as he eased my now-limp hand into his waistband, showing me how to stroke the bare skin of his velvet-smooth cock in a way that he liked. I let him guide me, then gasped as I watched him use my hand to free him from his clothes.
The sight of him, bold and male and crudely sexual, melted something inside me.
He was definitely big—a proud, long erection with a beautifully thick, bulging tip, jutting out from a thatch of dark curls. I thought for a second,I want to taste him.It was a surprise, sure, but something headier, too. Something like hunger.
“Let’s see how quick she can learn,” Jonathan’s low, measured voice decided.
Then suddenly my still-quivering pussy was empty, and my breasts were exposed and missing the heat of Devin’s mouth and hands, and a hard fist was yanking my head back by the roots of my hair.
“Open your mouth,” Jonathan practically barked, then when I parted my lips a little, he added, “wider. You’re gonna have to try harder to take me, baby girl.”
I obeyed him, spreading my jaw in anticipation for what he was clearly planning next.
Readying myself to taste a man’s desire for the first time—and that desire was forme.
I watched him edge forward until a single stretch of my tongue could have put me in contact with his cock, but I wasn’t bold enough to lick him the way I wanted.
I wouldn’t know what to do.
I was still holding Jonathan’s gaze, waiting for what came next, when the two other men moved around me, swapping places.
I felt more than saw Alex come to my side as Devin took up a position between my legs, wasting no time in yanking the pesky panties completely off, not content to pull them to the side like Alex had.
“Dying to kiss this pretty pussy,” Devin let out in a low whisper-growl that revealed the depth of his lust.
I whimpered, squirmed, begging him to begin, and almost forgot about the rest of this scene playing out.
When Jonathan’s swollen crown first touched my tongue, the heat of him startled me.
His salty taste filled my senses, making me forget everything else.
With a slow easing forward of his hips, he slid himself back until my lips automatically slid around him, and he growled low in his throat as I tried a gentle suck.
“Good girl,” Jonathan said to me, even as I felt him stretching my jaw muscles to their limit.
