Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22628 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22628 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Holy shit, is this really happening? Am I engaged in a dirty threesome with two men who also enjoy one another? I brace my hands on the floor as Raider and Ryan moan melodiously in back of me.
“Yes,” pants Ryan. “Oh shit.”
“Hold on, lover boy,” growls Raider. “Here it comes.”
With that, he pushes forward, and Ryan lets out another grunt. As Raider goes deeper into Ryan, it causes a chain reaction, and Ryan penetrates deeper into me. I squeal, his huge pole taking me to the depths of desire, and my breasts swing as a rhythm starts. Both Ryan and I are filled with hard stiffness, and we love it so much. Our rings contract and pulse, welcoming the deep pounds, and soon our cries fill the air with sounds of unbridled ecstasy.
“Fuck!” shouts Ryan. “Oh shit!”
I also scream into my gag.
“Mmmph! Unnnh!”
Meanwhile, Raider’s pounding away, his movements causing both Ryan and I to bounce back and forth with pleasure.
“Shit fuck shit!” he rages. “FUUUCK!”
Suddenly, all of us reach the peak and climax simultaneously. Fireworks go off before my eyes as the huge pole in my kitty explodes, painting my sweet channel with jets of virile white. I scream and squeal, clamping down on him while drawing that baby batter in deep to cover my ovaries. Meanwhile, Raider blasts into Ryan’s anus, pumping his come into his partner’s GI tract. Ryan, too, begins to contract his anal ring, unable to contain the tremors.
“Unnnh,” he groans, his hands gripping my waist almost painfully. “Oh shit.”
We pump and moan for what feels like hours. Both men dump huge loads, and by then end, there really is a stream of jism trailing down my thigh between our bodies. The goop is warm and sticky and I reach one finger back to test it. Oh god. I pop it in my mouth and it’s salty and sweet at once, and one hundred percent Ryan.
Slowly, we disengage. My lover pulls out of me with a wet sucking sound, as Raider pulls out of him. Ryan moans as it happens, trying to steady himself even as his cheeks flex a bit. But Raider’s got his mind in the gutter because he turns to me with burning blue eyes then.
“Sweetheart, have you ever heard of ATM?” he asks.
I’m panting, sitting on the floor in a wet mess as my slit leaks male fluids. With a trembling hand, I pull my panties out of my mouth and clear my throat dryly.
“I’m sorry? No, I haven’t.”
He grins, still stroking his shaft. Meanwhile, Ryan’s leaning forward now while bracing his hands against the sofa back. He must be so tired from being pounded hard like that.
But Raider’s not done.
“That’s okay, honey. But do you see how Ryan’s leaking right now? Could you be a good girl, and lick that all up? I promise I’ve been eating well, and I think you’ll like it.”
I stare at him, my mouth hanging open. Is the alpha male serious? Does he actually want me to lick his jism from Ryan’s back hole? Evidently yes, and Raider’s blue eyes gleam again.
“It’s very nutritious,” he adds. “I think you’ll enjoy it.”
My heart’s going a million miles an hour, but my mind and body are titillated because this is a night of breaking down barriers. Hell, I’m not just breaking them down right now. I’m pounding them to smithereens and grinding them into dust. I’ll never be the same after this.
Like a hungry cat, I prowl over to where Ryan’s leaning over and gently nuzzle the crack in his behind.
“Oohhhh fuck,” he growls, shifting his stance to give me more room. “Go for it, sweetheart.”
I stare at him for a bit, watching as that violated pucker pulses with a few more contractions, leaking white goopy fluid. It looks good, to be honest, and as Ryan leans forward even more, tentatively I stick my tongue out and lap at those trashed pleats.
“Mmm,” he moans deliriously, holding himself open for me. “Eat it all up.”
“Yes, eat,” rasps Raider, watching with gleaming blue eyes. “Because this is the start of a whole new you, Amy. You’ll never be the same after this.”
I certainly hope so, as I lean in for the feast. The goop is warm, salty, and oh so tasty as it courses down my throat. In fact, I can’t get enough and begin tunneling into Ryan’s backdoor, squeezing my tongue into that tight cavern.
“Shit,” he moans again. “Fuck.”
But I’m not surprised anymore. Being with these men has brought out a new, different side of me. It’s a side that I want to explore even more, and with Raider and Ryan’s help, hopefully I can become a new woman with a dirty past and even dirtier future.
8
Raider
We’re sitting at a diner near our apartment, and Amy’s smiling at us. She looks absolutely gorgeous with that long blonde hair and curvy figure, but I force myself to look away for a moment. After all, the place is done up for Valentine’s Day, and it’s incredibly cheesy. Red and pink streamers hang from the ceiling, while big puffy heart balloons festoon the corner of each booth. Even the napkins are red and pink, and a smiling cartoon cherub stares at me from the wall, his arrow drawn and ready to strike.