“Should you be doing this?”
“Probably not,” he husked into my ear, his hands teasing over my belly. “But I thought we’d established that I’m not a good guy.”
One of the hands on my belly began to slip up under my tank top, and I moaned quietly as it moved up until he was cupping my breast in his hand. He teased at my nipple with his fingertip, drawing it into a point and drawing another moan from my lips.
The hand still at my belly slowly began to pull at the tie at the front of the hospital pants. Loosened, his hand slipped inside, and he growled throatily as he felt my smooth, bare skin.
“Fuck, Cas, that feels so fucking hot.”
I whimpered, leaning into him as his fingers slipped over my bare pussy, finding me slick and wet and ready for him. His fingers teased past my clit, feeling electric on my lips as he parted them and slowly eased a finger against my dripping wet center.
He pushed, curling the finger inside as his other hand pulled the tank-top the rest of the way up over my breasts. His hand went from one breast to the other, teasing and lightly pinching my nipples as his mouth began to suck and bite it’s way over my neck.
He pushed my hospital pants down to my knees, spreading my legs as far as they could go with the pants still wrapped around them. His fingers found my pussy again, making me gasp and moan as he sunk two deep inside of me, curling them up and stroking me as his thumb brushed my clit.
“Oh, fuck,” I moaned, sagging against his chest and feeling his cock throb at my back as he pushed me higher and higher towards my climax.
The door suddenly swung open, and I gasped.
“Hey, Zane, we need to—“
Foster and Gareth froze in the doorway.
Then they grinned.
Zane didn’t make a single motion to move, or to even withdraw his fingers from my slick, dripping wet pussy.
“Well well,” Gareth growled, stroking his chin and closing the door behind him.
“Start without us?”
Oh GOD yes…
Chapter 14
Zane’s fingers didn’t leave my pussy as the two other men stepped into the dark room and shut the door.
“Fuck,” Gareth growled, his hand dropping to the bulge at the front of his jeans.
“This a private show or should we make ourselves comfortable?” Foster said with a grin, looking right at me as his friend slowly fingered my exposed pussy.
I nodded slowly up and down, and the two of them groaned as they started to peel their shirts off hardened, tattooed bodies.
Foster stepped out of his jeans first, his thick cock bobbing in front of him as he approached.
“Taste her,” Zane growled from behind me, pulling his finger from my sticky slit. Foster groaned, stroking his cock as he knelt in front of me and leaned in. I gasped as I felt his hot breath on my thigh, and then moaned as his tongue slipped through my juices. His powerful hands went to my thighs, pushing my legs wide apart as he pushed his tongue deep. He swirled it up over my clit, making my body shiver and quake as he licked me.
Behind him, Gareth finished pulling his jeans off as well, and I watched him hungrily as he moved to get up onto the cot. He stood, pushing his hips out so that his cock hung heavy right in front of my eager mouth.
God yes.
This was really going to happen. My dirty fantasy of all three of them was actually going to happen. This wasn’t vacation sex anymore, this was something more. This was escape. This was me needing to not be here in cell, being held hostage.
I needed the escape — the release.
I leaned forward, opened my lips, and let Gareth slowly guide his cock deep into my wet mouth. I moaned as I wrapped my lips around his thick shaft swirling my tongue over his smooth head and teasing the underside of him. I whimpered as Foster’s tongue batted over my clit, Zane’s fingers toying with my nipples as his mouth bit and sucked at my neck.
I could feel Zane reach between us and unzip, followed by the feel of his hot, pulsing cock, bare against my ass. I moaned as I felt him start to stroke himself against me, my pussy trembling as his friend brought me closer and closer to release.
Gareth reached down and gathered my hair in a fist, pulling just tight enough to make me moan around his cock at the dominance of it. He held my hair in a fist, pulling me up and down his cock in a way I’d probably have hated with any guy in the past. But here? With them?
It only pushed me even further in that dark, forbidden pleasure. I loved them dominating and taking me like this. I loved giving up control to three big, powerful men.
I loved giving them total control over me.
Foster’s tongue went into overdrive, his lips fastening around my clit as he swirled his tongue over. He slid two fingers into my aching pussy, pumping them slowly in and out as I bucked against his mouth and moaned wildly around his friend’s big dick.
He picked up the pace, pumping faster, licking more determinedly, and suddenly, I went off like a light. I screamed around the cock deep in my mouth, my eyes squeezing shut as the orgasm rocked through me.
I went limp and felt Zane yank my pants the rest of the way off as Foster tore my tank top up over my head. Hands gripped my ass tight, lifting me up, and suddenly, I felt the big head of Foster’s cock ease against my pussy.
“Yes,” I moaned as he slowly sank me down onto him. I gasped as his thick girth filled me to the brim, every glorious inch of him sheathing to the hilt inside. His hand went to my clit, rubbing me in slow circles as his hips started to pump up into me.
Zane climbed up onto the cot as well, stroking his cock as he moved towards my mouth. I bit my lip as I looked up at him, ready to take him between my lips, when he grinned.
“You’re not supposed to be out of your cuffs, you know.”
Fuck.
I moaned as the dirtiness of what he was saying pulsed through me, and I nodded eagerly. Zane grinned wickedly as he reach out and grabbed the chain connected to the wall. Gareth groaned as he brought my wrists up, and his friend deftly clicked the cuffs into place.
I shivered in desire, feeling the eroticism of it all exploding through me. Not only was I going to let all three of them take me at once, I was going to fully submit, letting them bind my wrists to the wall.
Zane growled as he pushed his cock between my pouty lips, groaning as I sucked him eagerly. Gareth stroked my hair, reaching down to toy with a nipple as he pumped his cock against my cheek. Beneath me, Foster was grinding his huge cock deep inside of me, hitting a place no one ever had before and making me writhe in pleasure as his fingers worked my clit.
I pulled from Zane, swapping back to Gareth with a throaty moan. I slurped him in deep before switching again to his friend and doing the same. They groaned, tossing their heads back and pressing their cocks against my lips as I let my tongue dance between them.
This was so hot.
So filthy.
So slutty.