Chapter Nine
Chapter Nine
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Coral
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“Who are you allowed to kiss, Coral,” Cedars asks, keeping his dreaded ginger root firmly plugged into my bottom hole. I barely survived my orgasm, and he’s asking me questions.
“No one. I can kiss no one.” My voice is raspy and hoarse.
“Wrong answer,” Cedar says and pushes the root vegetable a little deeper inside me while Masen and Samuel increase the tempo of their strokes on my pussy, driving me into oblivion all over again.
I can’t come again. But I do.
“You,” I say so softly I barely hear myself. “I only want to kiss you.” I’m 100% sure they didn’t hear me. They couldn’t have.
“Good girl,” Cedar says, his voice husky and strained.
He removes the root from my bottom hole as slowly as he can, reigniting the burn in my flesh as he does so. He goes to wash his hands as Masen and Samuel unbind me.
And then I’m crushed in their arms.
“We’re the only men you’re allowed to kiss,” Cedar says, and then he does. He kisses me until my body sways into his, until I want to crawl into him.
He steals my breath and then gives it back to me. He holds me against him; the sensation of my naked body against his clothed one creates its own sensuousness, and soon I’m drowning under his commanding kiss.
Masen takes me next. He’s gentle, stroking my swollen lips with his tongue before he tastes me, deeply but softly. He explores my mouth with an expert touch, and soon I want to fall to my knees for him.
Samuel pulls me into his arms next.
“Kiss me,” he demands, and I do. I kiss him the way Cedar and Masen kissed me. I thread my hand through his hair and pull him closer. I bite his lower lip, and then I lick it the way Cedar did to me. I suck on his tongue the way Masen did mine.
But then I want to kiss them everywhere. Especially there.
I drop to my knees and fumble with their belts, as if I’m in a trance. My hands are trembling so much, I can barely get them unbuckled. I sigh in relief when they help me.
And soon I have them in my hands. I stare at them in sheer, amazed wonder. They’re beautiful monsters. They are way too long and thick, and surely no normal female can take them inside her, but that’s what I want, and I start with my mouth first.
The scent of their soap is an aphrodisiac on its own. But my gosh, the taste of them, the trickle of pre-cum that slips out from the slits of the heads of their cocks—that is pure, addicting bliss. I would give up ice cream for this taste of theirs.
Instinctively I suck harder, squeeze them tighter, anything to mine the shimmering essence that leaks from them, but they don’t let me have my way with them for long.
I’m scooped up off the floor and placed on the bed. My legs are parted, and then I feel their mouths on me. They take turns sucking on me so greedily I can do nothing but come.
As Cedar and Masen slip in beside me, letting me taste my essence from their mouths before they latch onto my nipples and suckle on me. The sensation is unlike anything I’ve experienced before. It’s wild and turns me into some untamed, feral woman who only wants more, harder, deeper.
I come again as they slip their hands to my pussy, but then I squirm in fear when Samuel takes dollops of Vaseline on his fingers and gently slips them into my bottom hole.
Initially the stretch is yet again too much for me, but the Vaseline soothes my burning flesh, and I open up wider for him.
“Fuck, she’s so tight. We’re going to have to train her long and hard before we can take her here.”
His words seduce another orgasm out of me, but while my body caves into the dark lust, my mind is frantic. How can my small body possibly take them inside me there?
But only my body is in control. And when I beg to be filled, I’m not disappointed.
Cedar towers over me.
“Please, do it now. Right now. Don’t make me wait. I’m wet enough. I need you. I’m on the pill. I trust you,” I say in a manic fever, desperation in every word I utter.
“Fuck. Coral,” Cedar says, and my name sounds like heaven from his lips. He enters me in one go. My back arches. Tears slide down the sides of my face.
The pain is shocking. Riveting. And I want it all. I want to take them fully inside me, so I lift myself and lure him in. Deeper.
“Temptress,” he murmurs as he gives in and gives me what I want.
Except it’s too much, and I try to escape him. I bit off more than I could chew.
“Cedar,” I say with panic in my voice.
“You were made for us,” he says with such confidence and command. My body bows to him and opens up and slips in deeper still, stretching me fully.
For a moment I think I go blind, but then he ebbs out of me only for Masen to take his place. Masen enters me slowly, his gaze fixed on mine as he feeds me inch by inch of his cock until he is fully embedded inside me and I’m stunned and stretched; incoherent words drip from my mouth.
“You’re so goddamn beautiful,” he murmurs before he draws out, and Samuel is there, filling me instantly before my body snaps back into place and forgets the pleasure-pain of my first time.
Samuel plants kisses all over my face as he tenderly glides in and out of me. This is different, and the feel of his cock, his thick ropey veins against the walls of my pussy, is sublime.
“Fuck. Milk me, pretty girl,” he says, and my body instinctively rises to the occasion. I hold him snugly inside me, making him catch his breath as he pulls out, then kiss him so he can come back inside me again.
I let my body play with him until he comes inside me, and the wonder of feeling his wetness pour into me is so amazing; tears drip from my eyes all over again as I come.
Cedar reaches for me next, plugging my pussy with his thickness immediately.
“Beautiful Coral,” he says. “I can’t wait,” he murmurs.
“Don’t,” I say, and I milk him the same way I did Samuel until he is a shuddering mess in my arms as he empties himself inside me, fucking me still until I come as well.
By the time Masen penetrates me, I’m hungry for him, and my body greedily takes from him what I need, his come, his kiss. He gives it all to me. And I thank him with an orgasm of my own. I lost count of the number of times I came.
Oh shit. What have I done?