36. Ghost
GHOST
I’m so fucking wet at my tip as I pump out copious amounts of pre-cum. I hope it will lubricate my way if I’m taking her ass again. I doubt anyone thought to bring any lube.
“Why don’t we change it up this time?” Ace suggests. “I could take your ass, pretty girl, and Ghost and Rook your pussy.”
I consider how I feel about the offer and realize I’m fine with it, if Camile is.
“I don’t care who goes where just so long as you fuck me,” Camile whines from the picnic blanket. “I’m getting desperate here.” She spreads her thighs, exposing her puffy, wet pussy as though to make a point.
God, the woman is horny. Good thing, too, with four ravenous men to satisfy.
Heart pounding with anticipation and a little anxiety, I lie down on the rug as Rook does the same. We assume the same position as Rook and Ace did last time—face to face, with our legs hooked over each other—because it’s the easiest if we want to make this work for Camile.
It does mean I have to get way closer to Rook than I ever imagined, but that’s okay.
I’m secure in my sexuality. I’m not into guys, but I’m not homophobic in any way, and the idea of us both being inside Camile at the same time is fucking mind blowing.
This time, I want to be able to see her pussy stretch around us, and her expression as she struggles to take us all.
As she straddles me, I grab her and make sure she’s facing me.
The minute Ace gets involved, Rook won’t be able to see much except Ace’s allegedly non-hairy ass.
I almost feel sorry for Rook, but since he’s technically still the lowest in rank, he goes where we say.
With our balls practically touching, I grab hold of Rook’s cock and wrap my hands around us both, wanting to be the one in control here.
“Go on then, Baby-girl, show me what you can do.” Jack’s voice is strained and gruff, and, as she spreads her legs wider and slowly, oh-so-slowly, sinks down on our cocks, he murmurs, “Fuck.”
I draw in a breath and close my eyes for a few seconds, relishing the feel of her wet heat enveloping the head of my dick.
The two of us stretch her, but she’s so tight that it means she squeezes our cocks together, too.
The sensation of having both dick and pussy against my erection is almost too much, but I don’t want to make a fool of myself like I did by coming in my pants, so I grit my teeth and hold myself back.
“Oh, God,” Camile cries as she lowers herself farther, throwing her head back. The movement thrusts her tits forward, and I take full advantage by covering them with my palms, and pinching her nipples.
“Pull them harder,” Jack orders.
I twist and pull her nipples, and she contracts around us in response. This girl’s body was made for us. She’s so fucking perfect. My heart swells with love for her as she finally seats herself on us, both of our dicks wrapped in her heat from base to tip.
“Holy shit, you feel amazing, Cami.” Rook has his hands on her waist, holding her as she moves slowly back up, before sinking down.
A voice comes from above us. “Don’t forget to make a little room for Ace.”
I snort. “Oh, Lord, he’s talking about himself in third person now.”
Ace swings his dick around like an elephant trunk. “I need lube. What can I use?”
“There’s salad dressing in the picnic basket,” Rook suggests. “It’s got oil in it…”
“Absolutely not.” Camile shakes her head. “I’m not having an ass that smells like French dressing.”
“It’s a good thing some of us came prepared.” Jack’s jeans are open and halfway down his thighs, so he’s still able to reach into his pocket with one hand, the other still wrapped around his cock, and he throws a small packet of lube our way. Ace snatches it out of the air and grins.
“Thanks, Prez, for being the mom of the group.” Ace winks.
“Ace, my patience has limits. Keep testing it, and I’ll ban you from touching Camile for a week.”
Ace stills, and his eyes go wide. I can see him dying to reply, but wisely, he clamps his mouth shut and tears into the lube.
He squeezes some onto his fingers, and I feel the change in pressure around our cocks as he slides one finger inside her, and then he must add a second.
Though Camile keeps her hips still, her pussy still tightens and releases around us, and I sense Rook fighting the same battle I am.
We need to allow her to control the pace.
Camile whimpers and moans at Ace’s touch.
When he gets into position, blocking Rook’s view, he kisses Camile on the shoulder. “Remember your safeword, Princess. Okay?”
“I do, and I will… Ooooh, God.”
The change in pressure intensifies as Ace penetrates her ass and slides in to join us inside her. It’s getting crowded in here, but it makes everything so much tighter and more intense. Rook is panting, and I clench my jaw. There’s no other feeling quite like this.
“It’s too much.” She moans. “Take it slow, Ace. You’re big.”
“I am, Princess, I promise. Just breathe.”
He drives in deeper, and her body shakes and her skin goosebumps.
Her face is a mask of concentration as she fights her own internal battle, then she lets out a primal, guttural moan.
Her pussy clamps and ripples around our cocks, pulling us deeper.
Her hips roll, her back arches, and her eyes squeeze shut as her pussy clenches again, signaling her pleasure along our shafts.
What the hell? None of us is playing with her clit, and she just came around our cocks without us really moving.
“Holy fuck, Princess, that’s hot as hell, not gonna lie, but let’s not move for a moment, or I’m going to blow my load before I’m even halfway in.” Ace is breathing hard.
“Oh, God.” Camile is struggling for breath. “That was… it just happened. All three of you are inside me, and Jack is watching as well. It was too much.”
She shivers, and her nipples harden even more, until they’re like pointy bullets.
“Can you move comfortably?” I ask her after a moment.
“Yes, but let Ace get all the way in.”
“I’m there, Princess. Fuck, you’re so tight. This is my new happy place. I can feel you two as well.”
The ridge of his cock, just behind the thin membrane of skin, pushing up against mine and Rook’s, encased in her warm, wet pussy, is almost too much stimulation. I have to close my eyes and think of horrible things. I can’t come yet; I want more.
Jack walks over to us and stands watching, close enough to see how stretched she is. “Baby-girl, this is going to be my new favorite fantasy of all time.”
“Jack, you’re so swollen at the tip.” She murmurs as she raises herself up on us slowly, then works her way back down. She smiles up at him. “Can I lick it?”
“Only if you’re ready for me to come all over your fucking face.”
“I am, Jack,” she pants. “You can come all over me.”
“Remember it’s a lot,” he warns her.
Fucking hell, it shouldn’t surprise me that Jack is like a hose when he comes.
He moves in close to us, standing to one side of my body, his knees bent to bring his erection in line with Camile’s mouth, though she has to twist her neck to suck him.
The position I’m in also means I have a direct view of Jack’s cock and Camile’s lips wrapped around it.
She’s stopped bouncing on us for a moment so she can concentrate on him, and I sense me, Rook, and Ace all fighting for our lives not to lose it inside her.
Rook’s cock twitches against mine, and I scrunch my eyes shut and will myself not to lose control.
I could easily just grab her hips and pound into her, but I also don’t want this moment to end.
I’d never thought I’d be unreserved enough to not only give myself fully to a woman, heart and body, but to allow three other men in, too.
That still feels crazy to me. But somehow, we all work, not just with the sex side of things, but just being together.
“Fuck, Camile,” Jack groans. “Your mouth is incredible.”
She hums and moans around his dick and takes him even deeper.