Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
When I did, it was Justin I spoke to. “I need you to round third.”
He grinned. “I’m the coach, not you.” To drive that point home, he used his free hand to pinch my ass.
I squealed. “Please…”
Justin’s fingers rubbed directly across my G-spot again and I nearly jumped off the bed. Tye and Dominic held me down more firmly as I gasped and writhed.
“Please, Justin…”
Still, he held back, using his long fingers to torment me. He circled them. Pumped them in and out. Varied the speed. Varied the intensity.
And drove me freaking crazy.
“Please, Coach Justin, please…”
Somehow, that did it. “I like the sound of that,” he said gruffly as the index finger of his other hand zeroed in on my clit.
Oh.
My.
God.
My body quaked as I cried out. My back arched, and if Tye and Dominic hadn’t been holding me down, I might’ve shot through the ceiling.
“That’s it, baby,” Tye encouraged as I rode out the onslaught of sensations. Justin was relentless, working my clit and thrusting his fingers in and out of me.
The pleasure went on and on. Unlike earlier, I didn’t care if it became too much. I wanted the sensations to take me over. I wanted to let loose with these amazing men.
It no longer mattered that the sheet had slid off me while I writhed around. I didn’t care. I only cared that these men were making me feel things I’d never felt before.
“Oh, god,” I gasped as Justin finally eased off my clit. His fingers were still inside of me, though. I’d clamped down so hard I might have trapped them. I turned to Dominic. “More.”
He looked surprised. “Are you sure you can take more?”
“I want it all,” I said, trying to make my voice heard through my ragged breathing. “I want fourth base.”
Tye chuckled softly. “There are only three.”
“I want a home run. Or a grand slam. Or whatever,” I gasped, feeling desperate to get my meaning across. “I want you guys to feel as good as I do right now.”
The men were exchanging glances, cutting me out of the decision-making process. I wriggled my hands free and propped myself up on my elbows, looking at Justin. “Please?” He was the coach, after all.
After studying my face for what felt like a long time, he nodded. “Condom?” he asked his buddies.
Tye sprang up and searched the floor for his discarded shorts. “Got it,” he said.
I turned to Dominic. “Behind you, in that drawer. There’s some massage oil.” I’d brought some extra in case I didn’t like the kind they had here.
Tye still had the foil packet in his hand. “I don’t think you can use oil with a condom.”
“It’s not for that.”
Dominic handed me the bottle and I poured some out on my hands. Some splashed on my breasts, and that gave me an idea. While the men watched, I rubbed the oil into my skin, kneading and squeezing.
“Shit, that’s hot,” Dominic said.
I cupped my slippery breasts, offering them up to the guys. “All for one and one for all, right?”
Tye grinned and teased my nipple between his fingers. Dominic did the same on the other side.
I bit my lip, enjoying the sensation. And then I looked up at Justin. “Batter up.”
He grinned, stroking his rock-hard cock which was already sheathed by the condom. He had the largest body of the three men, and his cock was definitely proportionate.
If I’d felt stretched by his fingers before, it was nothing compared to what his cock would feel like inside me. But I wanted him. I wanted this. I wanted all of them.
I spread my legs and he lined his cock up, his eyes never leaving my face.
And then he drove inside me in one smooth stroke.
I screamed as my vision dimmed, little lights floating in and out of sight. Had I ever been filled this much? It felt like he was the first man who’d ever taken me, and I loved it. I wanted more, but I didn’t want to fail on the other part of my plan.
All for one, and one for all.
I groped for the massage oil and poured more on my hands as Justin watched me, gauging how much I could take. I nodded and he pulled back, pushing in again as I groaned deep in my throat.
Then I reached out, fumbling to touch Tye and Dominic with oily, slippery hands. I found Tye’s cock first. It was like steel, and it grew even longer as I rubbed the oil up and down it.
Justin pushed in and I nearly blacked out again as my other hand fumbled against Dominic’s thigh. He grasped my fingers, guiding them into place.
Now I had what I wanted. A way to give back some of the pleasure these men had given to me. I hadn’t given a ton of hand jobs in my lifetime, but I knew how to use the pressure of my fingers to make someone feel good. I knew how to stroke, rub, and squeeze to maximum effect.