Playing With Her Priests Read online S.E. Law

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Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 73425 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
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“Shit, she’s such a cumslut,” rasps one.

“A total cumbucket,” adds the other, and the words do it. As my pussy squeezes them tight, all three of us reach for the stars and simultaneously explode. My snatch pulses and spasms as I scream aloud, letting my cries soar to the heavens. Meanwhile Jordan and Jason shake beneath me, their male forms jerking as they shoot gallons of seed into my fertile fields.

“Fuck!” roars one.

“Unnh!” growls the other.

I keep screaming as I’m filled with their jism until there’s so much that it runs down from me, streaming over their balls. Meanwhile, the pulsing never seems like it’s going to stop. My pussy contracts and shudders over and over again, milking my two husbands of everything they have.

“Ohhhh,” I sigh when it’s done. With barely open eyes, I look down at the two men. They’re exhausted, their balls still pumping, yet gazing at me with adoration in their eyes.

“You did it,” says Jordan in a low voice. “Sweetheart, we never imagined you’d be able to do this, on your first time too.”

Jason reaches up to tweak a nipple with one hand, making me squeal a bit.

“You did it,” he affirms. “Baby, you’re the perfect woman for us because who could have guessed? You took your own virginity, which is important because we wanted to make sure you were in control. Not only that, but you were able to give us both that special gift: your cherry. And Mira, we’ll savor it forever because you are ours.”

With that, the bliss blossoms and grows because my men have laid claim to me, and I to them. Filled with their virility, I feel like a complete wife and a complete woman. I’ve become whole with the help of these two men, and now, I’ll never let them go.

But all things must end and with a giggle, I slip myself off of them. A huge glob of white drips from my secret opening and both men chuckle, even if their gazes are still filled with hunger.

“Baby, why don’t you go clean yourself up?” asks Jordan. “The en suite’s right there.”

I nod and limp heavily to the bathroom. Both men chuckle as I walk, noting my stiffness.

“Sweetheart, it gets better with time,” calls Jason. “Promise.”

I make a face and shut myself in the bathroom before staring at my reflection in the mirror. Nothing about me looks spectacularly different. Same round cheeks and curly brown hair. Same pink lips, although they do look a bit more bee-stung now from the workout they’ve had.

But even if I look the same on the outside, I’m completely different on the inside. I feel like the Mira from just over a few days ago is gone, and the Mira from a few weeks ago is definitely a person of the past. I’ve gone through so many changes lately, and to top it off, now I’m a married woman. Who would have guessed?

Not me.

I quickly pee and then wipe myself off. There’s a lot more cum than I anticipated, maybe because two men released in me at the same time. Mmm, I hope we can do it again soon. I can’t wait to have every orifice filled with their virile spunk.

Giggling, I look at myself in the mirror again. No one in my school ever talked about doing a “double barrel.” Is that a term reserved for Urban Dictionary and the like? I vow to look it up once my phone’s at hand again. But for now, the whole encounter has me feeling like a wild woman. I guess I shouldn’t feel this way because I’m their wife, but at the same time, having two men spurt into my secret space was so dirty and taboo.

Quickly, I splash some water on my face. I wonder what Jessie is going to say when I tell her? She’ll have a total heart attack, that’s for sure. Should I even tell her? I’m not sure who I should share the news with. Then again, I am married, so it seems okay.

I decide not to dwell on the issue because right now, what I want to do is get back into bed with my two husbands. If possible, I want to try again as soon as they’re ready. Of course, maybe I’m the one who’s not physically ready yet. After all, I’m sore down there and walking with a limp. With another giggle, I dry my face and straighten my hair. My cheeks are flushed and my boobs huge and pendulous, with deep rose tips. Good. One for each husband to suck on.

I leave the bathroom and go back to lie in bed with my lovers. I join them under the covers, sandwiched between their hard male forms.

“How do you feel?” Jordan asks while stroking my curls.

“Amazing,” I sigh.


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