Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 70525 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70525 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
The room stays silent for those ten long seconds. It’s a dull silence, as if the color had drained from the room without the red silk and the vibrant woman who wears it so well.
Apollo gestures when the time is up, and we follow him out. We step into the waiting area where the chairs have been pushed against the wall except for a couple spaced out and facing a pile of velvet cushions. The red silk dress is draped across one chair.
The lights have been dimmed, just shining high enough for us to see luminous skin but low enough to set the mood.
In the middle of the pile of cushions sits an angel. Skin glowing in the soft light, legs spread slightly, exposing her soaking wet pussy, tits bare and full, hands above her head with a silk rope set just above them.
She’s ready and waiting for us.
“Thank you, Justin, for that lovely meal, but now I invite you all to have some dessert,” she murmurs as she tips her head back and waits.
Chapter 26
Caroline
The seven men waste absolutely no time descending on my naked form. Justin begins sliding his tongue up my legs, Kaden gropes my breasts roughly, Arsen slips his tongue between my lips greedily, Samuel slides beside me to grind against my ass, Marshall rakes his nails down my back leaving a trail of welted red scratches, Apollo shoves two fingers into my sopping cunt, and Ares strokes my hair watching the others absolutely ravish me.
New moans escape my lips every moment as I arch my back. The sensations are driving me mad and I am absolutely in love with it.
Each sensation from each man is so well placed, and they all know exactly what they’re doing with my body. The intense and constant overwhelming stimulation from them all rocks my body with small, tremor like orgasms, and I know they, like any tremor, are a warning of what’s to come for me.
They feast to their fill on my body, giving me pleasure beyond what I ever imagined, but also giving me hints of what exactly they need at this moment as well.
I detach myself from them and instruct them to stand around me in a particular manner. They all strip naked as I tell them to, and I watch, having my own feast of the eyes on their glorious sculpted bodies that could only be gifts from some incredibly sensuous god, or benevolent demon. Either way doesn’t matter to me, I’m more than happy to welcome to this gift.
Samuel lays down flat at my instruction, his cock at the ready immediately. I caress and tease it before straddling him, my ass pointed at his face for a lovely view, then impale myself on his cock, shoving the full length right up my ass. I moan loud and give myself a moment to accommodate his incredible girth.
I lean back against his support and instruct Apollo to position above my head. I stare hungrily at his cock, admiring the thick veins swelled across, the incredible girth, the swollen head, the heavy balls.
I run my tongue up and down his length for a moment, then take the full length into my mouth and down my throat in a maneuver I now have more practice with than I’d ever imagined.
I release his cock and smile wide up at him before gesturing to Arsen, presenting my sopping wet cunt to him. He doesn’t hesitate for a moment, and immediately thrusts his entire cock into my waiting cunt. I grab his ass tight as he does, holding him deep inside me.
Next I have Kaden and Marshall to one side, and Justin to the other, letting Ares watch and wait for just a moment. I stroke Kaden and Marshall in turn, while gripping Justin tightly in my other hand, moaning loud and rocking my hips against the two huge cocks inside me, before finally letting Ares take his place beside Justin.
We all rock and fuck in a veritable pile of lust and sex. Each cock thrusts in or on me respectively, my throat, cunt, and ass get pumped relentlessly, and I lose track of whether I’m stroking their cocks or they’re just fucking my hands.
They grope, bite, suck, and scratch at every body part of mine they can reach, and I take brief moments from stroking their huge cocks to scratch and grip at them in turn.
Wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure rips and slams through my entire body, rocking my entire existence to its core. Grunts and moans from all of us fill the air. We’re a symphony of carnal sin to the highest degree.
Never in my life have I felt more in my natural state than this very moment with these seven men. I am theirs to use, and in turn they are submitted to me with their entire beings.