Chapter 40 #2
“You’re too tight,” Ben moaned, tilting his hips and rubbing over the spot that had lights dancing in my vision. “Come on me, Sugar.”
“Oh, God.” I felt the heat building and my body clenching down on him, his grip tightened and he pushed deeply into me, rocking his hips – I felt wetness surging between my legs.
My cries met the heavy panting of the men and I whimpered when Ben slipped from me. A surge of our juices sliding down my legs while he collapsed beside me on the bedding.
I took him in, naked, his hand working down his still hard length, he cupped my breast and began teasing my nipples.
“Oh my God,” I moaned.
Alex stood, Seb slipping into his abandoned place on the sofa, his dick in hand, impossibly hard.
“Same rules apply, Killer. Open up for me.” He dragged my lower lip down with his thumb, slipping it inside where I sucked on it eagerly.
He snatched his thumb away looking like a man possessed and guided me to his dick. Grinning devilishly, he caressed my face then slammed into my mouth. I gripped his thighs as he started a punishing pace, fucking my mouth furiously and taking his pleasure.
I choked and gasped, when Alex hammered into my centre.
My gasps turned to a scream, tingling heat crawling over my body while they fucked me. Seb alternating between thrusting in and out and holding me down onto him, his dick kicking in my throat as he groaned desperately.
Alex had no preamble, one hand holding my hips in place and the other locked over my shoulder. I had no room to move; there was no back and forth between these two. I was pinned between them, each of them driving into me, taking what they wanted.
Alex dropped a hand between my legs, his fingers pressing down harshly onto my clit.
“Fuck, she’s strangling me. You’re so hot. So tight, Isabelle,” he panted. “I’m going to brand you with my come.”
I shuddered, gasping for breath, my eyes streaming.
“You might have your concerns, Isabelle, but make no mistake. You belong to us.” His fingers circled once and my body seized, another orgasm hitting me like a train, Ben’s grip on my breast becoming harsher, my nipple rolled roughly.
Alex bottomed out, the pulsing of his cock overwhelming on the sensitive walls of my core. I groaned, the sound garbled when Seb released me.
Tears still streamed down my face, as I gasped and shuddered. Seb caught them, smiling.
“You’re so beautiful, Killer.”
I moaned deliriously, the echoes of my third orgasm still rolling over my sweat-covered skin.
“Are you ready for me?” Seb growled.
Whimpering I nodded, licking the tip of his crown but he chuckled. “You need something to suck on?”
I looked up at him through tear-dampened lashes.
“Alex, Ben?” Seb deferred to them.
Alex’s laugh echoed around the room and he took up his seat back on the sofa, Ben rising to his knees beside me.
“You’re kidding?” I rasped.
“Is that a no?” Alex dragged his hand across his face, looking wrecked and ravenous.
Ben was rolling his fingertips over my body, dipping them between my legs, the skin now so sensitive. He took my chin in his hand, lifting me to face him. His cheeks were flushed, his cock level with my mouth, but he didn’t sink into me, he dipped his wet fingers into my mouth.
I sucked on them instinctively and his nostrils flared at the action.
“How do we taste?” Alex asked as Ben withdrew his fingers.
I blushed. “Incredible.”
“Excellent, would you like some more?” Ben turned me to Alex and guided me onto his dick and I surged with new arousal at the gravel in his voice.
Seb’s hands ran over my thighs and my exposed centre, his fingers slipping inside before he dragged them up and over my ass.
I wriggled but he stopped me, repeating the movement over and over.
Alex leaned back against the sofa, watching me as I set the pace. I realised I was matching their punishing fucking from earlier and the thought went straight to my centre, the wetness there endlessly increasing.
Seb’s finger began to press inside.
I whimpered, my body beginning to shake.
Ben guided my mouth away from Alex and onto him.
Alex’s hand picking up where my mouth left off. “Clean him up, Izzy.”
I licked the length of Ben, sucking him while he whispered words of encouragement while Alex growled pure filth.
“She fucking loves how you’re talking to her.
” Seb’s fingers swirled through the impossible wetness; he then eased his cock into me.
The size of him comparable to the other two and all of them equally unmanageable, I thanked my stars that I was so wet but still cried out at the sensitivity of being so well fucked.
Alex and Ben began to pass me between their straining erections, letting me take them at my pace they slowly lost their composure, driving into my mouth ravenously.
Seb fucked me steadily, his fingers tracing around where we joined, they glided up over my ass once more. This time I moaned in anticipation.
When I didn’t stiffen, Seb eased his finger in then drew it out gradually.
I felt my core pulse, my back arching.
Seb didn’t chuckle like I expected, I felt him shudder, a depraved groan following.
His fingers gathered the wet heat from between my legs and slathered it over the sensitive ring of muscle, then his finger was back inside me.
I mewled, sucking down Ben with added vigour.
“More, Seb,” Alex encouraged.
The pressure increased and I felt a burning stretch, the sensation overwhelming.
My mouth popped off Ben’s cock and I groaned, beginning to pant.
“Do you like that, Sugar?” Ben stroked my cheek.
I bit my lip at the two men who watched me like prey.
“Yes.” My voice was quiet.
Alex and Ben both worked themselves and I didn’t know where to look, the sensation of Seb’s cock sliding in and out and the two fingers nestled in my ass was intoxicating.
“She’s fucking herself on my fingers,” Seb moaned and I realised he was right. I was pressing backwards each time he thrust, pushing him deeper and deeper into me.
“I think she can take it,” Alex spoke to Seb over my shoulder.
Ben took the opportunity to slide into my open mouth. “Swallow me down, Sugar.” He pushed deep, spilling into my throat and I did as he asked.
He collapsed, laying a sweet kiss onto my lips. “Ready?”
“Please,” I begged.
Seb withdrew, then he pushed his erection against my ass, the broad width of his head bigger than his fingers.
He rolled his hips, edging just inside.
“Oh,” I moaned.
Alex and Ben stared at me, Alex’s hand rolling up and around the head of his dick then back down.
Seb rocked into me, dipping just inside where he stilled, his fingers palming my cheeks.
The next roll of his hip came when Ben’s fingers found my clit. Seb driving forwards burned and Ben eased it with the caress of the sensitive flesh. I let out a broken sound – I couldn’t come again.
I felt Seb working the length of himself, then he pushed in deeper.
My moan was strangled, pain and pleasure beginning to blend together.
“So beautiful, Izzy, nearly there,” he praised before Seb sank fully into me, his hips meeting the curve of my ass and stilling there.
“Fucking hell,” Seb whispered. “I won’t last.” He throbbed inside me.
“Please, please move!” I arched into him and he cursed louder.
Ben began roughly working my aching clit and my breathing froze, shuddering when Seb rolled his dick deeper into my ass, the sensation riding the line of pain and intense pleasure.
“Close,” I whined.
“Open wide, wife.”
I gasped at Alex and he exploded onto my tongue at the exact same time Seb forced deeply into me, stilling and groaning, his cock throbbing with his release as Ben flicked my clit and I screamed out my climax.