34. Pandora #2
“Hey,” Blaze complains, right as River hisses, “Stop moving.”
I laugh breathily. “I can’t do that if you’re all… if you’re all…”
Blaze smiles. “Fine. Logistics planning. Looks like it’s up to me, again.”
He is pretty good at logistics.
Blaze manhandles me away from Asch and River, denying me their fingers. “Come on, slut.”
“Hey!” River protests. “Where are you taking her?”
Asch grumbles, too, but he steps back to let Blaze take the lead.
Blaze squeezes my breast, which makes it out from beneath the strips of fabric. He stops to stare. “Did you find a few strips of spandex in the dumpster to make this dress?” he asks, rubbing his thumb over my exposed nipple.
I stick my tongue out at him. “Yes. This is definitely dumpster fabric.”
It actually cost me almost a hundred bucks on a specialty lingerie site. And then I’d bought a whole bunch of other outfits too, which are tucked away for future date nights. I just need to make sure nobody rips those up.
Blaze laughs, then scoops me up. I squeak in delight.
I’d thought he was still feeling too weak to lift anything, let alone me.
“All right, you cheeky slut.” Blaze raises my legs up higher to expose my ass cheeks. “Asch, give her a spank for me, would you?”
Asch obliges him, his hand coming down with a smack on my ass. The flash of pain makes my cunt throb. He strokes the flesh, then massages it before spanking my other ass cheek. “You like that, Pandora?” he asks, squeezing.
I cling to Blaze and nod. “Yeah. Yeah, it’s good.”
“Good,” River says dubiously. He nudges Asch to the side. “Obviously you’re doing something wrong, Alvarado.” He trails his fingers along my ass cheek, pinching it before drawing back so he can deliver another smack to my ass. This one is harder, and I groan into the pain.
Fuck, that’s good.
That’s so much better than the slow and gentle I’ve had with them in the recent days.
Before River can hit me again, Blaze walks me the two steps to the couch and dumps me over the side of the arm. I make a sound of complaint, but when I attempt to sit up, he places his arm on the small of my back.
“Stay right there, Pandora. We haven’t had our way with you yet,” Blaze growls.
Oh, yes.
Give me all of the hard, controlling, domineering Blaze.
“I’m first,” River says, joining Blaze to stand behind me. “Her ass is nice and ready for me. Then the two of you can have her.”
Asch hums. “I think I’ll take her mouth while you fuck her ass.” He strips his shirt off, and behind me, I hear clothes rustling, too.
I glance at Blaze. “You’d better strip off too, Blaze. I’m here mostly naked already—”
“Whose fault is that?” Blaze snaps one of the strips of my dress. “I didn’t go dumpster diving for this.”
I reach out to slap whatever part of him I can reach, but Blaze catches my hand, then lifts it up to kiss it.
Oh, fuck.
My face grows hot.
Why is this embarrassing me?
I’m already wearing the most impractical dress known to humankind, and I’m being spread wide so they can fuck my ass. A kiss to my hand is completely chaste in comparison to literally everything else I’ve done in my life.
“Complaints?” Blaze asks. He has to step aside so Asch can get on the couch.
Asch, at least, stripped down completely. His erection is already hovering near my face, his scent threatening to overwhelm me. He places a hand on Blaze’s shoulder to steady himself on the couch cushion.
Oh.
Blaze’s confession from a few weeks ago rings in my ears now.
I know what I want to see.
“Wait,” I say. “Blaze. You should… You should fuck Asch.”
Asch’s head jerks up, and he stares at me. “What?” he asks, like he isn’t quite sure he heard me correctly.
Behind me, River laughs. “What? Don’t act like the two of you haven’t fucked before.” His laughter stops as he gets a look at Asch’s face. “Seriously?”
“Seriously,” Asch says with a crooked smile. “Is that what you want to see, Pandora?”
I nod vigorously. “Yep. Blaze can fuck you into my throat. I’ll be choking on both of you.”
That is a flaming hot image, and my clit pulses in response.
Blaze groans, too, and then goes for his belt. “Well. I’m not one to deny a lady.” He gets his jeans down, then pauses. “Unless you’re scared, Asch. I know your tiny virgin hole is delicate, unlike Pandora’s, but…”
“Oh, fuck off,” Asch grumbles. “I’m not scared.” He looks at me, studying my expression, then breathes out slowly. “Okay. Where’s the lube? I am not taking that without you prepping me, Blabe.”
I laugh, although the sound gets warbled when River smacks my ass. I raise myself up higher to give River better access.
“Lube’s in the space under the coffee table,” I say. “Along with tissues and wipes.” When Asch and Blaze both stare at me, I shrug. “I told you, I was prepared for everything tonight.”
Blaze grins and finishes stripping off his clothes. He leaves the eyepatch on, though, and I wonder what it looks like underneath. A mess of scars? Like his eye is closed? A gaping socket?
Blaze gets the tube of lube and makes a show of coating his fingers with it. “Okay, boyfriend. You might want to get your cock in Pandora’s mouth so she can’t make commentary about my ass-fingering technique.”
I grin. “Hey! I know you’ve got great fi-inngers—”
River’s fingers inside my ass derail the rest of my thoughts.
Asch lifts up so he can press the head of his cock against my mouth. “Shh. Just enjoy it.”
“I know I am,” River says, sounding more cheerful than he has in ages.
I think they all need this as much as I do.
I open up for Asch, letting his thick, hard cock slide into my mouth. His thinner girth means I can get around it easier, but with his length, he easily hits the back of my throat.
For a split second, I can’t breathe at all.
Fuck, that’s glorious.
This is the kind of breathless I always want to be.
Asch pulls back right as River presses the head of his cock against my ass.
“I’m not even going to ask if you’re ready,” River mutters, like that statement isn’t basically asking me.
It’s okay. I’ve been ready since the moment I got into the skimpy dress.
Asch’s breath hitches, and I look up to see that Blaze is behind Asch already, one hand on Asch’s shoulder and the other out of my view. Asch’s eyes flutter half- shut, and he presses forward into my mouth again with a quiet moan.
Blaze must be fingering him already. I want to give tips, but it turns out, getting fucked from both ends makes speaking really, really hard.
Also thinking.
And keeping my eyes open.
I close them and focus on the sensations. River thrusting his cock deeper into my ass. Asch’s cock trying to rob me of air. The scent of all our bodies. The heat of us.
“Fuck, Blaze,” Asch hisses, then grips my hair tighter.
I open my eyes to see Asch’s face completely red and sweating.
“It’s right there, yeah?” Blaze murmurs. He looks over Asch’s shoulder. “I could probably make him come with my fingers alone.”
I shake my head as much as I can with Asch still in my mouth.
“No?” Asch asks shakily, pushing deeper into my mouth before withdrawing almost entirely, then sliding back over my tongue until he’s almost in my throat. “Want me to save that for your pretty little cunt?”
I’d nod, but I really, really can’t move right now.
“Yeah,” Blaze says. “Somebody’s going to need to fuck her wide open, and it can’t be me or River. So you’d better hold on real good, Asch. You can’t come until River and I are both done.”
Oh, that’s so hot. Especially Asch’s panicked expression at realizing what he’s gotten himself into.
“Fuck,” Asch says. It’s really more of a whine, really, which is adorable. “You’d better hurry, then.”
River laughs, the sound already breathless. “This’ll be fun,” he remarks.
Blaze lays one hand across Asch’s stomach. I should be jealous, but all I can think of is how hot they are. I reach up awkwardly so I can touch Blaze’s hand too, connecting all three of us—while River is still fucking me, pushing me onto Asch’s cock.
“Here we go,” Blaze says.
I can tell the moment he penetrates Asch, because Asch goes completely still and gasps sharply.
“F-fuck,” Asch repeats, and for several long seconds all he does is grip my hair tightly while his expression screws up into a glorious combination of pain and pleasure.
He’s doing this for me.
For Blaze, too, but mostly for me, and my vision grows hazy with arousal.
Asch lets out another quiet, strangled sound, and I can only guess that it means Blaze found his prostate. “I’m not… I can’t… Oh, god, fuck, shit.” He groans. “Between the two of you… Hurry up, Blaze.”
I definitely want somebody in my cunt at some point, but from the way his balls are tightening up, he’s not going to last long.
I let my hand drop down to his balls and give them a quick stroke. Asch moans.
Then I give them a small, very light, playful pinch.
Asch yelps, jerking against my touch. “Pandora!”
That’s definitely not a cry of pleasure.
I can’t imagine why not.
Blaze chuckles. “Do that again, Pandora. It made him tighten up so fucking good.”
“Don’t you dare,” Asch growls.
“I think he definitely should,” River says. His strokes are speeding up, just like his breathing, and I can tell he’s not far away from his own climax.
It’s really, really hard to concentrate. I alternate between stroking and pinching Asch’s balls, and his poor cock can’t decide if it wants to stay hard or grow soft in my mouth.
Mostly, stay hard.
Blaze’s strokes pick up in speed, and he shoves Asch’s cock into my mouth over and over, breaching my throat with each one.
Asch is groaning, gripping my hair to hold me steady as he and River use me.
River is the first to tip over the edge, and he cries out a split second before his cum spills into me.
He stays inside, thrusting his hips a few more times, and it isn’t until he starts to soften that he slips out with another groan.
He kisses the back of my neck, leaning over so he can fondle my breast.
“Blaze,” Asch groans. “Hurry… hurry up.”
“Yeah. Fuck, Asch,” Blaze says, and he kisses the back of Asch’s neck.
That almost makes me come.