46. Camile #2
Ace is next, and he practically throws Rook off me before he flips me over, so I’m on my back, and hooks my feet over his shoulders.
He stares down at my swollen, cum-dripping pussy, and, before he plugs me up with his dick, he dips his finger inside me, swirling around in the mix of Ghost and Rook’s mess.
“After we get you pregnant,” he says, almost thoughtfully, “and we see your body grow ripe with our baby, we’re not going to be able to keep our hands off you.
Your tits are going to get big and swollen, with fat nipples just perfect for sucking.
You know pregnant women come harder than most because there’s so much extra blood going to your pussy, so it’s even more sensitive.
Your clit is going to be throbbing if we so much as blow on it.
” To demonstrate, he does exactly that. He ducks down, blowing a stream of cool air over the most responsive part of me.
I squirm and lift my hips, eager for more.
“You like that, huh? How about I play with your clit while I fuck you?”
“Yes,” I manage to blurt.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, please, Ace. Play with my clit while you fuck me.”
He positions his erection at my dripping pussy and thrusts in. “Good girl.”
My tits bounce as he fucks me hard, wetness dripping down my thighs and slicking his cock. The others watch, and though I sense they want to touch me, they’re also giving Ace his moment. Fuck, he looks so sexy, too, with his tousled hair and bunched muscles. This man who would do anything for me.
“Oh, Ace, Christ…”
I grab the wrist of his hand playing with my clit, unsure if I’m trying to stop him or urge him on.
My orgasm is creeping up with every thrust of his cock and circle of my clit, and I’m genuinely not sure I can handle it.
It’s all too much and the pleasure these men give is overwhelming.
It threatens to drag me under to a place where I fear I might drown in them.
“It’s okay, Princess. Come with me. I’ve got you. You’re safe.”
His words offer me the safety I need to let go once more.
The moan that shatters out of me is unearthly.
I ride the wave of pleasure, my back arching.
Ace lets out a guttural yell and his hips slam against mine, pumping his cum deep inside me.
He holds himself over my body, careful not to crush me, his cock growing softer as he kisses me and pets me.
“Thank you, Princess. That was perfect. You’re perfect.”
I kiss him back and we enjoy one another, until a deep, gruff voice resonates from above. “My turn.”
It’s Jack. His massive, pierced cock is in his fist, and he’s so hard he looks like he could come at any second. His hand moves up and down his length, and even though I’ve already had three orgasms, I know he’ll be able to give me my fourth.
“Are you ready for me, Baby-girl? Your pussy’s not too sore?”
I’m feeling well and truly fucked, but I’ll never be too sore to take Jack.
“I’m swollen,” I tell him. “But I’m so wet, I think I’ll be able to take you.”
He stares at me as though he can’t quite believe I’m real. “You’re made for us. Mind, body, and soul.”
I hold my arms out to him. “Come here, husband. Give me your cock.”
“And my cum. Fuck, baby, there’s going to be so much cum.”
He gets on the bed beside me and rolls me onto my side while he fits himself in behind me.
He slides his arm beneath my head, so I can use his big bicep as a cushion, then draws my hips back to fit against him.
With one leg between mine, he holds his huge cock at the base and presses the head to my pussy.
I’m dripping wet, but even with cum leaking out of me, I can feel how big he is as he penetrates me.
He stretches me around him, and I whimper and moan and twist my head so I can sink my teeth into his arm.
“Fuck, Baby-girl, your pussy feels incredible.”
“You’re so big, Jack. I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to it.”
“You’re doing so well,” he coaxes me. “I’m only in a couple of inches so far, but you can take more, I know you can.”
I swear I feel his piercing nudge up against my inside walls, and I grow heady with pleasure.
“I’m all the way in now. Your pussy is hugging me so tight.”
“Fuck me, Jack. Fuck me.”
And he does, sliding back out, through all the sticky mess of his club members, and slamming back in, over and over.
I twist in his arms to kiss him, our mouths crashing together. Our tongues tangle and teeth clash, and he fucks hard into me, our bodies melded together as one.
“Oh, Jack. I’m going to come again.”
He reaches between my thighs to strum my clit and fucks me so deep, I’d swear his cock almost touches my womb.
“That’s right. That’s my good Baby-girl. Come for me.”
I lose control, exploding into a million shards of sensation, so I can’t focus on any one thing. My body shudders and shakes, and I gasp for breath, my heart feeling like it’s about to explode against my ribcage.
Jack buries his face in my neck. “Fuck, baby. I’m coming, too. I’m filling your pussy with my seed.”
“Give me all of it,” I manage to say.
“Yes, fuck, yes.”
He comes and comes again, his hips jerking, gasped moans of pleasure escaping his throat.
“Aaah, fuck.” He trembles against me. “That was incredible.”
That I can reduce this intimidating, huge man to a shivering wreck means more to me than anything.
He slides out of me and makes space for the others.
Ace grabs my legs and flips me to the other end of the bed, so I have them up on the headboard. “So it doesn’t all leak out,” he explains. “Now spread your legs so we can see what a mess we’ve made.”
“Ace,” I only half protest.
“Let us see our handiwork,” he insists.
I do as he requests and part my thighs. My pussy is positively obscene, multiple men’s cum practically pulsing out of me. It’s all down my thighs and dripping over my asshole. Ace seems to really like it, though. After a while, however, I want to get freshened up, so I head to the bathroom.
After we’ve all cleaned up, we curl up, dressed in comfy clothes, on the bed, a human puppy-pile of sleepy, satiated bodies.
We watch my choice of show on TV. Ace feeds me whatever food I want, while Jack gives me the best foot rubs ever.
Ghost strokes my hair absentmindedly, and Rook holds my hand.
“God, you’re so beautiful,” Rook croons, his thumb caressing my palm.
“Our perfect wife,” Ghost adds. “We love you so fucking much.”
“To the moon and back, Princess,” Ace adds.
“Forever.” Jack squeezes my foot.
My heart swells with the perfection of it all. I have the happily ever after that I didn’t dare dream of.
I love them, too. My husbands. My home. My everything.
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