I’m so turned on, and it’s overwhelming. I’ve never felt like this.
Brody moans as he bites his bottom lip. I see Wells grin out of the corner of my eye before he dips his hand between my knees and separates my legs.
I watch Brody’s eyes dip to my pussy.
“More,” he grunts out, so Wells spreads my legs further apart.
Brody stares between my legs, so I stare at his cock, watching it in his hand. It’s shining like he wet his hand, too, when I wasn’t looking.
“You’re such a good girl for us.” My head drops back as Wells kneads the inside of my thigh. “Do you like watching Brody fuck himself? Why don’t you see what it looks like closer up?”
“Eyes on me, Stunner,” Brooks grits out, his voice so husky and full of gravel.
I do as I’m told, but I’m unprepared because as Brooks pulls our hands out of his shorts, he abandons mine, leaving it around his cock.
I don’t know how other women feel about dicks, but I think they’re beautiful. And seeing my hand wrapped around his cock is so fucking hot.
“Whoa,” I whisper, taking in his size and girth.
He’s perfect.
Before I realize what I’m doing, my mouth opens, and I start to lean forward as if I know how to suck him before I catch myself.
Holy shit, I wanted him in my mouth. I whip my head over my shoulder to Wells, feeling insecure about what I almost did, but he winks at me.
“You’re perfect, Cherry. But you’ve got one more to see.”
My legs are still spread. My hand is still on Brooks. But my eyes are on Wells.
He moves my palm to his bulge.
“Show me what you learned,” Wells coaxes in the most sinfully dominant way.
My pulse races, and Brooks’ dick jumps in my hand. Everything they’ve been doing was meant to teach me how to touch them.
My tongue darts out over my dry lips before I reach out, hesitant at first, until I touch Wells’ waistband. Because when he exhales, I feel his need through my whole body.
I reach inside his shorts, first feeling his wet tip, so I swirl it around the head like I saw Brody do to himself.
“Fuck, she’s a quick learner,” Wells groans, his head falling back against the couch. “Keep going, Cherry.”
Brody’s hand begins moving again as Brooks takes over mine as well.
Oh god. My senses feel overloaded. It’s like I’m hyperaware of everything but unable to actually focus on anything.
My fingers begin tracing down Wells’ shaft before I can take him in my hand. But as I do, I feel a bump. Then another.
Because my thoughts are on a delay, it’s not until I feel it a third time that my eyes spring open.What the fuck?
If I were playing a game of hot potato, I would be the champion because the speed at which I draw my hand back from both guys could set a record.
“Whoa, um…”What the serious fuck.“There’s something…uh, you have bumps on your penis.” I point in the direction of his crotch as if he doesn’t know where it’s located.
This is why people don’t have orgies.I saw one screenshot saying they’re clear, and I believed it. But I could’ve caught bumps.
My voice drops to a whisper as he stares up at me. “I thought you said you’ve been checked and cleared.”
He looks at me like I’m crazy before exchanging a look with the guys. Which then makes my brain pivot in another wrong direction. I’m about to apologize because maybe bumpy dick is athing. Like maybe it comes that way in some people, but laughter begins to grow before it carries around the room.
