Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 72756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 364(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 364(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Better.
After a taste of this, how could I ever go back to “normal”, whatever that is? All these hands on me, the touches, the kisses, the licks. The salty flavor that coats my tongue. The mind-blowing sensation of having them so close, they’re actually inside me… This is a whole new world that I didn't even know existed.
Preacher slides underneath me and takes my nipple in his mouth. I'm trapped between three big, dangerous bikers, and all I feel is bliss.
Can I stay here? I don't want this to end, ever.
“Fuck,” groans Devil. “I can't hold on. Your pussy's fucking magic.”
“Wait!” I try to say, as his thrusts grow more erratic and urgent, but my mouth is full of Crash.
Crash frowns and pulls away. “You okay?”
“Not in me!”
“He's wrapped, sunshine. Just let it ride. We’ll take care of you.”
Devil buries himself in me and groans. His shaft swells and pulses, pumping his seed into me as I bet we’re both imagining what it would be like if he wasn’t wearing a condom, if he was filling me with salty slickness. His fingers are hard on my hips, holding me in place as he rides out his release. Just thinking about it sends a little shockwave through me and I can feel my inner muscles clench and pull at his length.
After he pulls out, I feel so empty. Like there's something missing. “I…” I can't bring myself to ask for more. Maybe one day, but not quite yet.
Preacher adjusts our position so I’m the one on the bed, and he’s on his knees next to me, looking down. “You ready for more, baby? Devil brings the heat, but Preacher’s about to show you Heaven.” He smirks.
I'm not in doubt for a moment. “Yeah.”
“Thank fucking God,” he rumbles as he catches a little packet Devil tosses him and tears it open. For the first time I really watch as he rolls the condom on, so thin it’s hard to believe something so fragile can be so important. That something so thin can hold back anything that he tries to put in me.
He moves into position between my legs and grabs my hips, pulling me to him. It’s incredibly erotic to get filled inch by inch and be able to watch and feel it at the same time. I still don’t know how it all fits together. It seems impossible that my body can take all of him, but there’s no doubt where it's gone. I feel the entire hard length of him, how it moves and throbs between my legs.
I'm so slick and ready for him, there's no need for warmups anymore. His body comes down over mine with his arms beside my head as he pumps and grinds his hips, thrusting hard and then using his weight and body to light me on fire. All three guys are different, with their own style and technique, and they each drive me crazy. It's not long before he's stroking hard, pushing me up the bed a little each time his hips rock into me.
“Oh!” I gasp, my breasts shaking and wobbling with each thrust.
Crash and Devil watch, with Crash stroking himself in slow, sexy motions as he watches his friend fuck the living daylights out of me. And that’s the right word for it. Old me would never said words like fuck, or pussy, or cock, but old me wouldn't be caught naked between three bikers while they take turns, either.
Preacher's breathing hard, his eyes locked on mine as he drives into me. He's got a wild look in his eye, like he's barely holding on to control, and the slow burn he's been stoking between my legs flares to sudden life. His hips move faster, slamming into me as he loses himself in the moment. Crash moves closer, working himself faster as he watches us. He reaches out and turns my head so I'm watching him pleasure himself as all three of us get closer to the point of no return.
My breath hitches as Preacher slams into me one last time and freezes, grinding his hips into me as he fills the condom. I can feel it, thick and hot inside me as he shudders through his orgasm. It's enough to send me over the edge as well, and I come with a strangled cry of pleasure.
“That's it,” he growls as he pumps his hips a few more times, prolonging our shared pleasure. “Come for us, baby. Come for us while he comes in you.”
Crash growls, his hand a blur on his shaft as he watches us. I stare, fascinated as he tenses and comes with a roar. Thick streaks of his release shoot onto my chest and stomach, covering me in white. It's so hot, so filthy, and I can't help but moan again as I feel another wave of pleasure roll through me.