Chapter 5
FIVE
MOLLY
I splutter and choke on his cum but he doesn’t pull free, forcing me to swallow every drop of his release.
Only then does he pull back, allowing me to breathe.
The taste of him ignites my taste buds and has me hungering for another taste, but when the other pulls back and slams inside me again I cry out, arching off the cross while squeezing the other guy's cock in my hand, making him hiss.
“Naughty girl, birdy, now you’re going to have to make it up to me,” the guy says, then pulls his dick free of my hand and turns my head his way.
Without having to be prompted, I open my mouth, needing to have him inside me.
He obliges me and shoves his cock inside my hot, wet mouth.
I moan at the taste of him, loving the salty tang.
The guy fucking me ups his tempo and without warning I feel an orgasm cresting.
Panic begins to unfurl inside me but I can’t voice my concerns.
I try to fight against it but it's futile.
Before I can rationalize that I’m about to come from sex and not oral, the release rips through me with the force of a fucking hurricane. My vision blurs and I see white dots behind the blindfold. I fight not to bite down on the cock in my mouth as I ride the waves of pleasure rolling through me.
“Fucking take it, you slut,” he growls as he fucks me harder, making me scream around the guys dick. I bob up and down faster on his dick, wanting to hear him come and needing to know if he tastes just as good as the other guy does.
“Fuck yes, birdy. Suck that dick like a good little whore.” His dirty mouth spurs me on, and within a minute I feel his cock swell inside my mouth as the other guy screams his release, coming inside my little cunt.
His cum fills my mouth and I greedily swallow every drop of him, moaning at the taste.
“Fucking perfect,” one of them growls. When they both pull out of me I feel empty and cold.
“We’re not done with you yet, Lollie.” I gasp at the use of my nickname again but don’t comment when I feel a mouth suction my pussy and suck the cum out of me.
The dirtiness of this moment has me moaning and panting with need.
I pout when he pulls back but before I can think on it another one says,
“Mouth open.” I obey his command only to feel someone's lips press against my own, and then liquid sliding along my tongue.
It’s not liquid!
He sucked the guys cum out of me and is now spitting it in my mouth. I swallow every drop, loving the taste and the hint of me mixed in there. When his tongue slides across my own, I moan into his mouth and lift my head trying to deepen the kiss.
“She’s bleeding.” Horror fills me at one of the guy’s admission and I break the kiss and clamp my mouth closed.
“Your dick’s covered in blood,” another one says. Mortification thrums through me. I can feel all their eyes on me and I’ve never been more grateful in my life for my eyesight being taken away from me—at least behind the blindfold I can hide and pretend that they can’t see me.
When fingers clutch my chin and force my head to the side I grit my teeth in anger. “Are you a fucking virgin?” he spits. I flinch at the cold accusation in his tone. I roll my lips over my teeth and fight not to cry. “Answer me!” he roars, causing me to whimper.
“Bray, calm the fuck down,” one of the others snaps.
“She’s a fucking virgin!" the guy named Bray shouts.
“We didn’t know!” the other guy says.
Needing to escape this moment and praying they hold true to their word I say, “Birdy!” The room falls silent for a minute then I’m moving and I’m upright again.
I hear clothes rustling then the blindfold is removed.
I slam my eyes closed as I try to adjust to the lighting while they undo the cuffs that bind me to the cross.
Once I’m free they step back. I spot my dress on the ground and keep my gaze focused on it as I grab and pull it on, but I can’t do the fucking zipper up.
My breath hitches when I feel one of them come up behind me and slowly zip me up. Once he finishes, he steps back. It takes me a minute to gather the courage to turn and finally face them. They have their masks back on and they stand there like a solid unit, staring at me.
I can feel the anger wafting off the one in the middle as he stares me down, but I hold my head high, refusing to allow him to ruin this moment for me. I meet his hardened stare with one of my own as I speak.
“I gave you something no one else will ever have. Take it as a gift or a curse, the choice is yours, but there are no regrets on my end.” I don’t wait for a response as I turn and head for the door.
I pull it open fully prepared to escape and never look back but this pit in my gut forms and I just know I will regret it if I don’t say something.
So I pluck up the damn courage and peer back at them over my shoulder and say, “If a repeat of whatever this was is in the cards, I’ll be back here after the hockey game next Friday. ”
“ H oly fuck, Lollie!” Lennon squeals. I cringe and cover my arms as my best friend throws her head back and laughs.
“Don’t judge me!” I scold.
She raises her hands and shakes her head while smiling.
“Bitch, I am not judging you at all. Babe, I am so fucking proud of you for finally moving on and getting some dick. I admit, I am fucking jealous you got to have three masked men to yourself. I just expected you to be the type of girl to want a romantic night with candles before getting rid of that V card!” I roll my eyes.
Last night when I got back to the dorms, she was fast asleep.
So this morning she wanted all the details over coffee, which is why we are sitting here in the cafe near campus where all the students hang out.
“I’m not a prude,” I hiss.
“Never said you were, Lollie, but you were with Brady for a long ass time and you never gave up the cookie for that fucker. What changed?” Her question is fair and honestly, I don’t know how to answer it.
Brady pressured me all the time to let him be the one to take my virginity but I don’t know, it just never felt right.
But something about those guys last night just seemed… right .
“Honestly? I don’t know. I just wanted to live in the moment and call me crazy or whatever but I felt safe with them.
” Her face contorts in confusion so I push on.
“I never felt secure with Brady. He always mentioned certain things about my body that he would like to change or whatever, but when those three looked at me I felt… beautiful . Wanted. Needed even and that is something I have never felt before.” I know they are strangers and I have no idea who they are, but last night was the best fucking night of my life.
“Are you going to see them again?” I gnaw on my bottom lip and try not to smile but fail. “Oh. My. God!”
“Shhhhh,” I scold and make sure we haven’t drawn any attention from the nearby crowd. “I told them if they wanted to do it again I would be back there Friday after the game. So I guess we’ll just have to wait and see if they show up or not.”