Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 58840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 294(@200wpm)___ 235(@250wpm)___ 196(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 294(@200wpm)___ 235(@250wpm)___ 196(@300wpm)
“You like that?” I ask, when she looks over her shoulder at me.
“Yeah, it feels good.”
Jordan wraps his arms around her thighs and pulls her closer to his mouth, triggering squeals of pleasure. She gestures for Zane and Colin to come closer, and while Jordan’s eating her out and I’m flirting with her back door, our sex goddess has the other two men take their cocks out so she can stroke them.
Slowly, steadily, her breathing changes as she builds toward her release. Then, surrounded by us all, she starts to come, grinding down on Jordan while I keep toying with her ass. Her moans fill the room, and my cock throbs for her as I watch her lose control.
The red waves of her hair dance down her back as she arches into her orgasm and cries out over and over.
When she comes down, she pulls away from Jordan by going onto all fours with shaky arms, still letting me play with her backside, where I’ve been working in a second finger and pushing it deeper.
“Think you’re up for taking my cock back here?” I ask.
“I’m up for trying.” The smile she gives me makes my cock harder still.
Zane grabs a condom and takes Jordan’s place on the bed, lying on his back. He lifts Brittany onto him and impales her on his cock, and I can’t help watching, because the sounds she makes as she takes him inside her pussy do things to me at a deep level.
As she starts to move on him, he leans her forward, and I resume my preparations, getting both her tight hole and my cock extra slick with lube. When I position my cock there between her cheeks, she snuggles into Zane’s chest, and as I press just the tip inside her, the sounds she makes are muffled by his arms as he wraps them around her.
I stroke a hand up her bare back. “Doing okay?”
She nods, turning to look at me, a hesitant smile on her lips. “I’m afraid it might hurt. You’re so big.”
“We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” I say.
Now she shakes her head. “I want to. Just go slow.”
“Of course.”
Colin and Jordan come in on either side of Brittany and find her hands, wrapping them in theirs.
“I love being connected to all of you,” she says, as I work the tip of my cock inside her.
She holds a breath, and then releases it, and I push in a bit further.
“You should give her ass a smack while you’re back there,” Jordan says, prompting Brittany to let out a nervous laugh.
“You think?” I rub one of her cheeks and then give it a gentle spank.
“She loves it,” Jordan says, watching her face.
“You like that?” I rub the spot and then smack it again, harder, making her flesh jiggle and my cock swell.
She lets out another breath and I press in deeper.
Jordan gives Brittany’s side a tickle. “That reminds me, where do you keep those sex toys you told us about?”
“I didn’t tell you about them. I was forced to mention them for the sake of a game.”
“Yep. Something about having favorites?”
She tilts her head toward her nightstand. “Top drawer.”
Jordan lets out a low whistle as he pulls it open. “Not sure you’re going to need all of these anymore, but we can probably put one or two of them to good use once in a while.” He sorts through them, pulling out one, then another. “Which one’s your favorite? This one? This one?”
When she nods, he finds the switch on the oddly shaped device and it starts to hum. It’s not a dildo, more of a little triangle; it looks like it would fit perfectly in Brittany’s palm. Jordan nudges it between her and Zane, and I know the exact moment it makes contact with her clit, because she jerks and then relaxes, melting into the sensations.
I take the opportunity to press into her further, and she moans.
“Oh, it all feels so good. I feel so full. God, I love this.” The surprise and pleasure in her voice are everything.
Zane’s mostly been keeping still as I make progress, but now we both start to move, finding a coordination, one of us pressing in as the other pulls back. It’s like a routine we’d do on stage, hips thrusting with precision timing, and it has the intended effect.
“Oh my god,” she moans again. “This is so good.”
It is. It really fucking is.
I’ve only been in a back door once before, and it was nothing like this. Jordan’s still buzzing the little toy on Brittany’s clit. Her body starts to sway in a rhythm between Zane and me, as her cries turn into animalistic sounds that come from deep inside her.
“Oh god, I’m coming.” Her body tenses as we keep driving into her, and she screams our names as she starts to come apart.