Chapter 12 Kamirah #3

Chris leaned down and spoke into both our ears as he slowly stroked his cock.

"Bedroom now. I need to be inside you, baby, and I need V's dick in me. I want my reward."

He tugged on my hand, but I didn’t need to be told twice.

I scrambled up and followed him, trusting that V would come too.

We weren’t disappointed. He’d taken the time to lose his clothes, and the only thing now covering his glorious body was the mask.

I stared at him. It was the first time he’d bared everything for us—well, everything except his face.

He was stunning, carved from granite. He wasn’t as bulky as Chris, but he had him on height by a good few inches.

My mouth watered at the deep V that led to his thick cock, which was bobbing as he moved.

V ripped the covers off the bed and opened the nightstand drawer to pull out a bottle of lube, a dildo-shaped butt plug, and a condom. He’d come prepared. I huffed out a laugh and said, “Boy scout.”

He chuckled as Chris shifted behind me, sliding his hands down to cup my breasts and flick his thumbs over my nipples. V slid onto the center of the bed, his eyes never leaving ours as he lay down.

"Both of you straddle me. Boy, slide this into your sexy wife." He lubed up the plug and handed it to Chris as I got situated, my knees at his waist and my hands on either side of his head.

“Higher, sweet thing. Want to see Chris eating you out as I prep him for my cock.” I shuffled up, my knees on either side of his head, but I paused.

If I straddled his face, he wouldn’t be able to breathe, between my thighs and his mask.

I shifted to my feet planting them at his shoulders and bent at my waist. I gripped the padded headboard for balance and braced myself as the bed dipped when Chris climbed on.

The cold of the lube was a shock to my overheated body, but I was already wound tight again.

I wanted the plug in my ass and a cock in my pussy.

Chris eased it in as if he was fucking me in long, smooth strokes.

I moaned, the stretch so delicious. The moment the base hit my rim, he reversed course and fucked me in short, sharp thrusts.

Splayed out like this, being fucked in the ass with a black dildo, my breasts bouncing, and V’s eyes on me was enough to shoot me over again.

I cried out, my empty pussy pulsing with another orgasm.

“Fuck yeah,” V moaned. “Come as many times as you can, sweet thing. I want your pussy dripping on me. Want you to flood me with your juices.”

I heard the snick of the lube cap again, and Chris moaned. I looked down and followed the length of V’s arm to where he had his fingers buried inside Chris. I had no idea how many fingers he had inside my man, but it was enough to make Chris’s movements with the dildo choppy.

He leaned forward and licked a stripe up my pussy and my eyes closed on a moan. I was reduced to a mass of nerve endings sparking as he lit me up with his tongue and the latex cock he was fucking me with. I rode his face, need overwhelming me.

"Oh God,” V cried out a desperation in his voice I hadn’t heard before. “Too good. Jesus. Chris. Fuck. No condom. Need to get off me."

“Can’t,” Chris rasped, his voice equally wrecked.

I opened my eyes and looked down to where they were joined. Chris had his and V’s fingers interlaced, their knuckles white as they gripped each other. He rolled his hips, fucking himself on V’s dick. He raised up and pushed down again, a full-body shudder passing through Chris.

V’s back arched, and his breathing came in fast, hard pants. “Chris,” V pleaded.

The thought of V going bare inside us, having his cum deep within was too much.

It was too tempting. I wanted it more than I could describe.

I shot to the edge, hurtling off the cliff into an abyss I never wanted to find my way out of.

I was coming again, fireworks exploding throughout my body.

I cried out, and V bucked up, pulling his cock from Chris’s hole.

Chris grunted, and V sucked in a breath, taking a second to gather himself again.

But he didn’t take long. He rolled on a condom with practiced efficiency, and within seconds, he was back inside Chris. They moaned long and low, as if their lives depended on being joined together, and Chris moved, rolling his hips and riding that beautiful cock.

Chris tugged me back and I sank down to my knees, my legs wrapped around V’s ribs. Chris pulled me into his lap, and once I’d shuffled back close enough, he prodded my pussy with his cock. Fuck yes.

I sighed in relief, desperate for the penetration, and pushed back against him. When he slid inside me, my back arched, and my breasts bounced with each thrust.

“So fucking sexy,” V praised. “I’m so hard right now. Chris is so goddamn tight.”

“So’s Kam,” Chris rasped.

V slid his hand down between my legs and along my opening where Chris’s cock was lodged inside me. He rubbed us, and my pussy tightened again.

Chris’s moans were incoherent except for the odd curse word I could make out. He was riding the knife’s edge, on the cusp of exploding inside me. I wanted it as much as he’d wanted V’s cum inside him.

He shouted, his cock throbbing deep in me. With every pulse, heated jets of cum coated my walls, and I cried out.

“Fuuuck,” V groaned, his grip on Chris’s dick becoming jerky.

Exhausted, I fell forward, my breasts pressing against V’s mask. I tried to shift to the side, but V held me in place. “Want Chris’s cum and your juices on me. Want to wear you all night and smell like you.”

I moaned, and Chris pulled out of me, the emptiness leaving me hollow.

I couldn’t see what Chris was doing, but a moment later, warm liquid hit the small of my back.

I lifted my head and watched Chris squeeze out V’s cum from the rubber, then rub it low on his belly.

I moaned, and V shifted under me, rubbing his abs against my pussy.

“Can feel you leaking on me. Want all of it,” he gritted out. “Fuck, I could come again just thinking about being bare inside you.”

“Me too,” I murmured, my eyes heavy.

He eased me off him into Chris’s arms, and then he rubbed our combined essence into the V that led straight to his heavy cock. It was the last thing I saw as sleep claimed me, my request for him to stay lost as I sank into Chris’s protective embrace.

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