This Is War - Chapter 30 – Just Fuck Me Already
Angel and Diablo both hooked their fingers in their little speedos and pushed them down, freeing their huge erections.
And when I say huge, I mean huge. Somehow they looked even bigger than I remembered from when they’d tried to double-team me in the shower on my very first society date.
And when I’d booped them each on the tip at the Onyxies.
Up until now it had mostly been the male campers cheering. Now it was the girls’ turn to cheer.
I expected the brothers to attack Chastity, but instead they stared at me. The desire was written all over their faces. And even though it wasn’t for me, I found myself crossing my legs.
“Your orders, Princess?” asked Diablo.
Ummm… With Chastity still kneeling, both cocks were only a few inches from her face. The most reasonable command would have been for him to facefuck her. But I didn’t want to leave Angel just standing there. Their heated stares made me wiggle in my seat. “Bring her to her feet.”
Diablo and Angel each grabbed one of Chastity’s slender arms and hauled her to her feet.
“Turn her to face the crowd.”
They turned her.
I couldn’t just sit here. I felt like I was about to combust. It had been months since I’d last had sex.
And I suddenly had too much pent-up energy.
I got out of my throne and circled the trio, pausing in front of Chastity.
“During the freedom race you wore pasties, while all of us other girls risked being topless. Why’d you do that? ”
I leaned down. “Seriously…why’d you do that?” I whispered.
She laughed. “Because I didn’t want to distract your suitors with my beautiful nips! I was trying to be the best wing woman.”
Well that was the sweetest thing ever. Especially coming from Chastity. She loved showing off her tits.
“You’re the best friend ever,” I said.
“I know.”
I stood back up. “Answer me, Whore-Princess!” I demanded, trying to put on a good show. “Why’d you wear pasties?”
“I’m a princess. It wouldn’t be proper to show my tits to mere peasants.”
I turned to address the crowd. “What do you all think of that? Was that cheating?”
“Yeah!” several men shouted.
“Rip her dress off!” screamed another.
“The crowd has spoken,” I said. “Remove her dress.”
Without hesitation, Angel and Diablo grabbed either side of Chastity’s plunging neckline.
The muscles in their arms tensed as they pulled.
Her dress resisted for a moment, but the strength of the men proved to be too much.
The fabric tore straight down the center, leaving Chastity completely nude except for her bracelets and her blue thigh-high boots.
“Ah!” she screamed, pretending to be embarrassed.
I was mortified for her. But she’d said she wanted this. She even just smiled and winked at the crowd. And maybe a little piece of me wished I was in her place. Seriously…why was I so wet right now? I tried to think about what I would want next if I was Chastity.
“Stroke them,” I told her.
She tugged at her cuffs.
Oh, right.
“Uncuff her,” I said.
Nigel ran over and undid her cuffs. She immediately started stroking both men, one in each hand. Within seconds, both of their erections were at full mast. Fuck, this is so hot.
“Get on all fours.” My voice came out weird and squeaky.
Chastity dropped to her knees and put her hands on the stage, arching her back to stick her ass in the air.
Diablo crouched down behind her while Angel stood in front. Their huge erections were inches away from her.
All three looked to me as a hush went over the crowd. This was it. Their fate was in my hands. With one word, I could give them all the pleasure they craved. I swallowed hard. And I can watch and pretend that it’s me.
I drew the moment out by slowly walking back to my throne. I was a little worried that if I stayed that close, I’d jump in. Tanner was sitting there with a disarming smile on his face. Could he tell how much this was turning me on?
God, I wished it was us on the stage. I wished he still wanted me. I wished I hadn’t blown everything.
He locked eyes with me and raised an eyebrow as I approached.
“What?” I asked. He can probably tell that I’m about to internally combust. I could feel my cheeks heating. And I could have sworn his gaze heated too.
That sexy smile spread farther across his face. “I didn’t say anything. By all means…please continue.”
It sounded like an invitation for me to sit on his lap. No. Reign it in, Ash! Just because I was really into the scene playing out in front of us, it didn’t mean he was. But geez, was he trying to make me so wet that it looked like I’d peed myself?
I sat in my throne and looked back at my subjects. They were still frozen just as I had left them. Chastity’s innocence hung in the balance.
God, just fuck me already. I mean her. Obviously I meant her. I tried to shake away the thought.
As much as my oversexed brain wanted nothing more than to watch Chastity be impaled by over 24 inches of thick cock, as much as everyone here wanted to see it…
it wasn’t time yet. She may have been horny, but there were no condoms and no lube.
If Diablo fucked her without warming the poor girl up, he’d probably tear her in half.
I bit the inside of my lip, trying not to imagine that mix of pain and pleasure. I cleared my throat.
“Lick her pussy,” I commanded. I could practically feel my own pussy throbbing.
“It would be my pleasure,” said Diablo. In one swift motion, he hooked his arms around Chastity’s legs and swung her up onto his shoulders, her pussy pressed against his face.
I squirmed in my chair as I watched.
At first Chastity squealed with surprise. But then she moaned in delight. “Oh fuck,” she panted, squeezing her thighs around his neck to deepen his tongue.
Holy fuck. Why had no man ever done that to me?! I crossed my legs. I didn’t think I’d ever been this horny in front of so many people before. Hell, I’d never been this horny, period.
“Permission to fuck her face?” asked Angel.
I looked at him skeptically. With Chastity sitting on Diablo’s shoulders, her face was like 10 feet in the air. “Permission granted,” I said, mainly because I was just curious to see how he planned to accomplish it.
While Diablo continued to feast on her pussy, Angel reached up and grabbed her arms. Then he pulled her backwards into an impressive back bend that put her mouth level with his cock. She grabbed his thighs to steady herself as he slapped his cock against her face.
Diablo must have done something fantastic with his tongue, because Chastity moaned loud enough for everyone present to hear her.
Angel took that opportunity to ram his cock into her mouth.
She didn’t seem to mind one bit. In fact, it looked like she was actively trying to jam it farther down her throat.
Was it possible to come just by watching this? I uncrossed my legs and imagined it was me. I could practically feel each stroke of Diablo’s tongue. I pressed my lips together and tried not to moan with need.
Tanner leaned over the side of my throne and put his hand on my thigh.
Fuck. Me. As soon as his skin touched mine, I did moan.
God, had he heard that? I pretended to cough and told my lady bits to cool the hell down.
“Enjoying the show?” I asked. But I already knew the answer thanks to the tent erecting in his pants.
I wasn’t the only one that was finding this incredibly arousing.
“Are you?” he replied. His words dripped with desire.
“It’s…okay.”
His hand traced up my thigh, brushing the thin fabric of my skirt to the side.
My inhale was practically a gasp. “You want to give them a command?” I asked. I wanted to know what he wanted. Because he didn’t want me. Right? Or had I been reading everything wrong?
“Nope. I find it very interesting to see what makes you tick.” His fingers explored even higher.
I moaned again. Stop it! “I’m just trying to be a benevolent princess.” His fingers were so close to touching me where I desperately needed him. If I could just shift ever so slightly…
“Of course you are.”
Chastity’s sex scream brought my attention back to the trio. Her whole body shook with pleasure and three quarters of Angel’s cock disappeared into her mouth. I could actually see it bulging in her throat. I swallowed hard.
I pressed my thighs together, but Tanner’s hands pried them apart. There was no doubting his intentions now.
“What are you doing?” I hissed. “Everyone can see us!” But I didn’t really care. Was he seriously going to touch me in front of all these people?
“You really think anyone is looking at us?” he asked.
“No, but still…”
“You’re the princess. If you want me to stop, just give the command.”
I didn’t tell him to stop. In fact, I almost gave him the opposite command. With each passing second, his fingers danced ever closer to my aching pussy. But his progress was torturously slow.
“Fuck,” I moaned. Of course, the mic picked it up.
Diablo and Angel both turned to me. “Is that a command?”
“Yes,” I said, trying to cover for myself. My voice was all airy. Oh God. Can everyone tell how turned on I am? I swatted Tanner’s hand away to try to regain my focus. “Put her on all fours. It’s time we got this spit roast started.”
The two giants pulled back and helped Chastity get on her hands and knees. She arched her back even more than she had before. It was clear she wanted it. And I couldn’t blame her. Just seeing Diablo devour her like that had made me dripping wet. I snuck a glance at Tanner’s crotch.
For just a second, I wished that Tanner hadn’t been lying about conspiring with Cole. It could have been me up there with them.
“Shall we begin?” asked Diablo. He slapped his huge erection against Chastity’s firm ass and Angel rubbed his tip against her lips.