Chapter 36 Harper #3
“I don’t understand. How are you going to eat me out like this?”
Tucker chuckled, a low, dark noise coming from his chest. “You’re going to sit on his face, sweetheart.”
My face flushed, and my pussy throbbed. “Oh.” It came out at practically a whisper, causing Cam to smile.
He quickly got into position underneath me, laying on his back. “Cam, I don’t want to suffocate you.”
“But that is exactly what I want.” The sound of my tights tearing filled the space.
“Dude? I looked cute, come on.” I groaned.
He slid his cock out of his joggers, and Tucker did the same. “You were warned.” His finger traced over my panties. “Fuck, baby, you’re soaked.”
Tucker stood before me, positioning himself so I could suck his dick. “You’re just loving this, aren’t you, darlin’? Want us to fuck you senseless? Fill you up with our cum just the way you like?”
My mouth was dry, and my throat was tight. This was so fucking hot. All I could do was nod.
“Words, princess. Tell us what you want,” Tucker was looking down at me, fist around his hard length.
Cam hooked a finger into my wet panties, pulling them to the side. On a gasp, I replied, “Please. I need your cock.”
A smirk spread across his face. From underneath me, Cam told me to sit. I sank down slowly, still nervous I would smother him with my ass. He grew impatient and pulled me down so that our lips connected. His tongue moved against me as he let out a loud groan.
“Fuck. Baby, you look so pretty sitting on our boy's face. Now do me a favor and open up, Princess.”
I licked my lips and opened my mouth. I knew this would be at Tucker’s pace, but I worried, given his size, that the corners of my mouth would tear.
As I greedily sucked his cock into my mouth, a loud knock came from the door.
“Ocupado.” Tucker's voice echoed in the large bathroom. Was he speaking Spanish? I lost my focus on the task at hand and gagged hard.
“C’mon, man, I gotta take a piss.” Called the person on the other side of the door.
I looked up at Tucker, swiping my tongue along the head of his shaft, tasting his precum, and causing him to groan.
“Fuck off.” His voice was loud but husky. Some grumbling could be heard beyond the door, but nothing more was said.
Cam ate my pussy without restraint. I ground against his face as his short beard pricked at my thighs, and I loved the feelings. Tucker held the back of my head and rutted into my mouth slowly. I groaned at the feeling. I relished the way it felt to be used.
When we were like this, I couldn’t think about anything else. It was only us.
I moaned around Tucker’s dick, causing him to throw his head back. “Fuck, baby. Your mouth is so perfect. God. So warm and so fucking wet.”
Cam gave my ass a slap, then lifted me slightly. “I know you’re close, Shortcake. Come for us.” He went back to absolutely devouring my pussy. He sucked my clit between his teeth.
The pressure in the base of my spine and in my lower belly built so quickly.
I pulled off of Tucker’s dick with an obscene pop.
“Fuck, I’m going to c–” I cut off my sentence with a loud moan.
Cam moaned into my pussy, greedily lapping up my release as it poured out of me.
He licked and sucked until my body calmed.
Tucker helped me stand on shaky feet so Cam could move.
Once Cameron was on his feet, Tucker kissed him. His low moan as he licked the taste of me out of his mouth could’ve sent me over the edge, again. I loved the way my guys were with each other.
I touched my overly sensitive clit as they kissed and touched each other. Cam’s hand fisted into the dark hair at Tucker’s nape. Tucker’s left hand on Cam’s face and the other on Cam’s now exposed dick.
After a few slow tugs on his cock, Tucker fisted their dicks together, spitting over them.
They were frotting, and it was so fucking hot.
I dipped my fingers into my pussy, feeling my wetness dripping down my fingers.
A groan slipped through my lips, causing them to turn their attention toward me.
Tucker released their cocks and stalked towards me. The look in his eyes was almost crazed.
“Aw, princess, feeling left out already?”
I bit my lip and nodded.
Cam’s low voice was stern when he said, “On your hands and knees, Harp.”
I pulled my fingers from my pussy and moved back to the towel on the floor. I did what I was told without hesitation. When it came to these men, all I wanted to do was submit.
“We should take our little princess to her favorite city,” Tucker said with a wink.
Cam settled behind me. “Ready to take a trip to Paris, Harp?”
I nodded eagerly as he nudged the head of his cock at my entrance.
“Words, baby.” Cam punctuated with a hard slap to my ass.
I winced at the delicious pain. “Fuck me. Please. I need both of you.”
And with that, Cam lost whatever control he was holding onto. With one thrust, he buried himself inside me with one thrust. “Fuck!” I couldn’t even tell whose lips the word fell from.
After a few deep thrusts from Cam, Tucker appeared in front of me. “Open up, Sugar.”
I met his gaze and opened up for him. My arms barely held me up as they used my body for their own pleasure. Cam helped hold me up with one arm around my belly. I moaned around the cock stuffed into my mouth as they praised and worshiped me.
“Fuck, baby girl, you’re so tight.”
“Harper, fuuuck. I love the way your pretty little mouth feels on my cock.”
“God, Shortcake, you're taking us so well.”
“Just like that, princess.”
I was so close. I could feel the orgasm building up. I felt like I was going to explode like an over-inflated balloon. It was hard to concentrate on breathing through my nose as Tucker fucked my throat. Spit dripped out of my chin in a steady flow.
“Tuck, she's so close. Fuck. She's squeezing my cock so tight. Yeah, baby, milk my cock. Fuuuuck.”
“Come for us, Harper, and look at me while you do. I want to see you come undone around our cocks.”
My cries were muffled as my orgasm tore through my body. Cam followed my release, filling me up with his own. With a few more thrusts, Tucker was spilling down my throat with a groan.
As they pulled out of me, I went limp. Between the booze and sex, I could curl up and fall asleep.
We took a minute to catch our breath, and then each man cleaned up the mess they made.
Cam found smaller towels to clean up his cum that was leaking out of my pussy.
Tucker cleaned the spit and cum off my face, then wiped the mascara that ran down my cheeks.
He helped me stand up and adjusted my costume. I was lucky you couldn’t tell my tights were ripped, but it wouldn’t matter anyway. We were leaving. I was fucking exhausted.
Cam put the towels in the hamper by the shower and turned towards us. “What now? Another drink?”
I looked between him and Tucker. “Can we go home?”
I had never called Cam’s house home to his face, but that’s exactly what it felt like. Home.