Chapter 7
Lily
O h my god, I can’t believe this is happening. One man has my legs pulled up by the ankles, holding them over my head, as another licks me through an earth-shattering orgasm.
“Yesssss,” Scott hisses, biting my clit to make me yelp again. “You look so beautiful when you climax, baby. Come on my face. Turn it into a fucking waterslide.”
I let out a satisfied sigh because that’s exactly what I’ve done.
I just exploded on Scott’s face and when he lifts his head, I gasp.
The handsome man’s cheeks and chin are shiny with my fluids, but he’s not bothered at all.
Instead, he leans forward and bites the inside of my thigh, marking my soft flesh with his teeth.
“Oooh!” I shriek softly. “Daddy, why’d you do that?”
Scott pulls back and grins before gently circling my anus with his finger once more. “Because that’s what naughty girls get, sweetheart. Didn’t you know? You’ve been bad, Lily, and it’s time for your punishment.”
My eyes go round because is he joking? Punishment ?
I thought we were here for some bowling!
But of course, no one’s spoken about the prospect of a game whatsoever.
The lane remains untouched, and the big round bowling balls lie on the rail at the machine, silent and shiny.
To be honest, we were never going to hit the lanes, and my lovers know it.
Yet I decide to play along with the charade.
“Punishment?” I ask in a trembly voice. “What do you mean by that?”
“You’ve been very naughty, princess,” Cross rasps, letting go of my ankles so that my legs are finally free to drop down to the sofa.
Belatedly, I realize how exposed I’ve been.
At this point, I’m wearing nothing but my high heels and panties, the crotch of said panties pulled aside so that my pussy and ass are fully visible to the men.
The sweet spaces gleam in the low lights, swollen and pink.
Meanwhile, my ivory breasts are totally exposed, the nipples a stiff pale peach.
Any other woman would be embarrassed and ashamed about her nudity, but I revel in sharing my curves with three handsome males.
I was made to satiate the desires of men, and giggle while cupping my big breasts with my hands.
“What punishment did you have in mind?” I purr, making eye contact with Scott, Cross, and Barrett. “I think I can handle it.”
But then the men move so fast that it’s a blur.
One moment, I’m sitting on the couch with my curves flushed and damp, post-climax.
In the next, the men have me on my hands and knees on the small table in front of the couch.
It’s generally used for snacks while bowling, and the surface is hard on my shins.
“Wha—?” I ask. But my question’s cut off because Scott forces his cock between my lips, and I let out a muffled cry of shock around his thick man meat.
“Suck,” he commands in a deep voice, looking down at me from his great height. “Don’t talk.”
I have no choice but to obey as Cross and Barrett tie my ankles to the table legs, spreading them apart. My panties are ripped off with one big fist, the lace totally destroyed.
Oh my god, my pussy and ass are on display, and sure enough, a big hand comes up to stroke my back pucker.
“Keep her occupied,” a deep voice rumbles.
“Yeah, keep her mouth full so that she can’t talk,” another masculine voice adds.
I known it’s Barrett and Cross speaking, but I can’t turn to identify who is who.
I suppose it doesn’t matter because I know what’s coming next.
Sure enough, the slippery head of a massive cock presses against my pleats.
“Oh fuck, she’s tight,” the first male voice bites out. “I thought you stretched her.”
Above my head, Scott snorts.
“Yeah, I fingered her ass,” he rumbles. “But obviously, it’s not enough.”
The man behind me grunts in reply, and to be honest, it turns me on to not know which man is about to insert his penis into my ass.
I love the anonymity of being butt-fucked by a gorgeous stranger, and hot fluids gush between thighs in anticipation.
The man behind me grunts with approval, increasing the pressure against my rear end.
“Well, she’s plenty turned on,” he growls. “Mmm, fuck baby. Relax.”
“Suck harder on my dick,” Cross instructs, tipping my chin up to look down into my eyes. “It’ll help loosen your asshole, baby.”
I do as I’m told. My eyes flutter shut as I focus on giving Cross head, increasing the vacuum of my lips.
Sure enough, the tight ring of muscle in my back end relaxes.
The man dicking me slides his huge shaft into my rectum and I can’t help it – I let out a muffled scream as my eyes go wide.
He’s huge ! I wasn’t built for such a girthy cock in my bottom!
But Cross reads the panic in my eyes and continues to stroke his fingers through my hair in an effort to calm me.
“It’s fine, baby girl,” he rumbles. “You’re doing great. Better than great. You’re doing amazing. Now, suck harder so that your rear end softens. You’re about to get your butt fucked, baby, and it’ll feel better this way.”
Oh my god, his words are so rancid and wrong, and yet they turn me on.
The wanton woman in me responds, and I increase the suction on the huge shaft in my mouth, savoring the musky male taste.
As Cross predicted, my body relaxes, my rectum loosening a little.
The man behind me groans, his big hands on my hips as he pulls out before sliding all the way into my rectum again.
“Holy shit, her ass is tight,” he pants. “Fuck fuck fuck.”
Then, the deep anal penetration begins. The man behind me slides his penis in and out of my butt, massaging my rectal walls with that enormous rod. His moans become sonorous as Cross looks down into my eyes.
“Keep sucking,” the alpha male rasps. “You look beautiful like this, Lily, with a dick up your ass and another in your mouth.”
I lose it then. In my mind’s eye, I get an image of how I must appear, tied to the table with two men fucking my orifices from the front and back. Before I realize it, my asshole ripples and my pelvis tightens. Then, I let out a muffled scream as an anal orgasm rips through my curvy form.
“Mmmmph!” is my muffled shriek. “Ummmph!”
The man in my ass erupts immediately.
“Shit her butt’s so tight!” he screams as his penis pulses with man milk, spraying jism deep into my anal chamber. “Oh FUCK!”
“Keep sucking,” Cross whispers harshly, a dark flush appearing on his cheekbones. “Don’t stop, Lily.”
I do as told, slobbering on his tool like a bitch in heat.
Meanwhile, the man behind me unleashes lash after lash of virility into my rear end.
Then he pulls out, dripping with lust, but the fucking doesn’t cease.
Instead, the second man takes his place immediately, pushing his dick deep into my rectum without any warning.
“Mmmm!” I scream again, a second anal orgasm hitting hard. Stars flash before my eyes as the tips of my breasts tingle, my pussy gushing as my ass is crammed full. “Mmmph!”
The second man grips my waist with his huge paws, slamming hard and deep into my asshole. The sound of our slapping flesh is loud in the bowling alley, like claps of thunder as the man moans deep in his throat.
“Oh shit,” he grinds out. “I can feel your semen sloshing around in her asshole. She’s so fucking wet and sloppy.”
“Yeah, and she took you all the way up her butt in one try,” the first man who fucked me smirks. “What a butt slut.”
Then, I feel the man in my rectum jerk. I can sense his thighs going tight as his six pack clenches. The massive cock in my rear end twitches, and I know what’s about to happen.
“Fuck!” he screams in back of me as thick cream floods my insides like a mighty geyser, hot and abundant. “Goddamn!”
Meanwhile, the first man reaches down to caress my clit as I’m being anally pounded, and that pushes me over the edge.
Stars begin to sparkle before my eyes and before I know it, I’m coming for the umpteenth time at the hands of these alpha males.
My breasts sway as the world tilts, ecstasy coursing through my veins at light speed.
“Mmmph!” I scream, unable to think, articulate, or do anything but feel as hot heat surges through my pussy. My asshole clamps on the cock within, furiously milking it for semen even as my clit’s pinched and my mouth fucked. “Mmmm!”
But the men aren’t done yet. Cross hurriedly pulls out of my mouth, his shaft emerging wet and glistening, dripping with my saliva. Then, before I realize what’s happened, he’s behind me as the second man pulls out.
“She’s ready for you,” he pants. “Go for it, bro.”
With that, Cross’s thick penis pushes into my asshole. He moves swift and sure, and I scream like a banshee this time, without a cock stuffed down my throat.
“Ooooooh!” is my piercing wail. “Mmmmm!”
My curves shake as that enormous shaft pushes in and out.
Am I dying? Am I going to heaven? But the men talk me through the vortex.
Barrett and Scott come into view, huge with bronzed skin and knowing blue eyes.
Their cocks are thick and shiny from our combined fluids, still dripping with lust to the floor.
But they’re gentle with their words as Cross fills my asshole with his throbbing manhood.
“You’re doing so great,” Barrett croons, stroking his big hand over my skull, caressing the long brown curls. “Just a little more.”
“I’ve never met a woman so lush,” Scott praises in a deep voice, his blue eyes glinting.
“We love it, baby girl. We love how your asshole’s able to accommodate three men in one session.
We love your big tits, and your filthy mouth.
We love your thick thighs, and the huge, round moon of your bottom. You were made for us.”
It’s the filthy praise that pushes me over the edge the final time. Before I realize it, my rectum’s clenching on the cock buried inside, the muscles as tight as an iron vise. Pressure builds deep inside my pelvis and then explodes as fireworks ignite before my eyes.
“Yes, make me sparkle!” I wail. “Oh yes yes yes! My asshole is sparkling, Daddies!”
I know the words are silly and the phrasing girlish.
But this is how I speak when I’m with my stepfather, and it turns Lionel on.
Even better, it does the same to Cross, Barrett, and Scott, and the three men turn into filthy animals.
Cross erupts in my ass at my utterance, roaring like a lion as his man milk spurts deep into my back end, mixing with the semen of his friends.
Barrett and Scott are no less moved. Scott reaches below my torso to squeeze my big breasts even as Barrett grips my narrow chin with one big hand.
When I part my plush lips, he spits into my mouth, those blue eyes glinting with possession as the saliva marks me.
“Yes, sparkle for us, princess. You belong to us, you hear? We’re your Daddies now,” he rasps.
I can’t answer because this situation has spun out of control.
I belong to Lionel, not to these men! But something tells me that the world has tilted on its axis and that the previous world order has shifted.
Will the man of the house denounce Scott, Cross, and Barrett?
Will this break up their decades-long friendship?
Or even worse – will there be a physical altercation of some sort?
My curves tremble and shake because a fight sounds barbaric .
.. and yet I’d love the men to battle over me.