13. Dax #2
“Only in the best way possible, little rebel,” Sprocket whispered into my ear before guiding my mouth to his cock. “Open wide and take it all. I know you can,” he ordered, fisting my hair as he slid into my mouth.
Fuck, I loved when Sprocket, my quiet level-headed man, got bossy in the bedroom.
This man knew just what he liked and wasn't afraid to say it, but he was as much a giver as a taker.
I let my jaw relax as I took him deep down my throat, letting my tongue swirl around him as he pulled out.
When I tried to chase after him, his grip on my hair kept me still.
He was the one in charge, and I was going to listen whether I liked it or not.
Lucky for me, I had no problem being the submissive if it got me off the right way.
With these men, I had no worries in that department.
The mouth on my chest moved from one breast to the other, using his hand to flick the one he’d just left.
Gasping at the bite of pain from how sensitive it was, I shimmied my chest, begging for more.
Cam moved from behind me and guided me back as Sprocket pulled out to shove pillows behind my back so I was propped up.
Then he climbed over my face and put me back to work.
This move left the rest of my body open for them to descend upon and did they.
Someone spread my legs wide, letting their fingers glide up my inner thigh using their thumbs to massage around my pussy.
These men clearly were in no hurry to get down to business.
Instead, enjoying the fact I had no control over the situation.
Fingers trailed through my pussy, parting it, swirling in the wetness I’m sure was pouring out of me at this point.
A thumb worked around my clit as a finger teased the entrance to my pussy.
My money was on that being Wes. Ever since he got me to fucking squirt all over him, he’d been begging for the chance to do it again.
Hands grabbed mine, squirting lube into them before they were wrapped around a cock and urged to move.
Getting fucked in the mouth while having your pussy teased and trying to manage working two cocks was a hell of a lot harder than I thought it would be.
Certainly gave me a fuck ton of respect for all those porn stars that make this look simple as shit.
Eventually, I got into a rhythm, but it all fell apart once the person who was teasing my pussy finally sank two fingers deep inside me.
Almost instantly, they found my G-spot, then their mouth sealed around my clit, sucking in time with their finger curls.
The overload of sensation I was getting slammed with right now had me unable to keep up with my hand jobs.
Lucky for me, they understood my dilemma and weren’t easily deterred.
They just gripped my hand and fucked into it.
Sprocket’s hips were starting to get erratic with all the moaning and groaning I was making, causing crazy vibrations in my mouth.
“Ah, shit,” he swore, the grip on my hair getting tighter as he fought to keep from coming.
Now that I knew how close he was and slightly distracted, I started sucking harder and using my tongue more.
“Hell, Dax, you’re gonna make me come already,” Sprocket grunted as I swallowed while he was deep down my throat. “Shit, shit, shit, I’m gonna come.”
Seconds later, he slammed into my mouth as his load shot inside. His hand left my head as he must have put them on the wall, supporting himself as he gave short thrusts, emptying himself into me.
“Fuck, Dax, your mouth is simply the best,” Sprocket praised as he moved off me only to claim my mouth with his.
If fucking me with his cock wasn’t enough, he followed it up with his tongue, not at all bothered I probably tasted like him.
Now that I didn’t have a dick in my mouth, the fingers between my legs started to move faster, thrusting in and out.
My hips bucked as I whimpered, feeling the pressure building deep in my core.
I was going to come and come so fucking hard with how the sensation was barreling down on me.
Sprocket pulled back from my mouth and twisted one of my nipples, giving that jolt of pain, making me scream as my whole body exploded. The fingers and mouth didn’t stop. If anything, it sped up to warp speed, causing me to thrash as I tried to get away from the sensation that was overwhelming me.
“Come on, Dax, give it to me,” Wes encouraged, telling me I’d been right all along. “You can do it, fucking come all over me like a good little slut.”
Oh, fuck, it seemed Cam spilled the beans on the dirty talk that I enjoyed when the mood called for it.
Now was absolutely the right time, and it worked just like it always did, throwing me into another climax, my pussy gripping Weston’s fingers like a vise as he teased me into giving him what he wanted.
The sensation was unlike anything I’d experienced, and even though I now knew what it meant, I still felt like I was pissing myself, but God, it felt unbelievable to give in to that pressure and let it all out.
“Yes, just like that, keep it coming. I want you to drench this bed so badly, Cognac will never get your scent out of it,” Wes ordered as I begged him to stop.
“Too much,” I whimpered. “It’s too much.”
“Not a chance, loba, we’re just getting started,” Cognac said to my right. “I want to feel your pussy squeeze me as tight as Wes’s fingers right now. That way, when I come deep inside you, that perfect pussy doesn't miss a drop.”
Another cry was torn from my lips as fingers pinched my clit, causing a third orgasm.
This one didn’t bring about the waterworks, but it had my chest heaving, trying to suck in as much air as I could as my eyes rolled back in my head.
The two who had been using my hands pulled them off their dicks and gave me a moment to just lay there a second, wondering if my soul had left my body.