Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 69456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
“Now, let’s see,” I start, swaying my hips from side to side as I push my dress down. The fabric caresses my legs on the way down and, once it pools around my ankles, I just fling it across the room with the tip of one foot. “On your knees,” I tell them, the wetness that has taken over my pussy dictating each and every word. Without questioning me, they both lower themselves in front of me, anticipation and desire making both men look even more handsome.
“What are you waiting for? My pussy is waiting for you,” I continue in that teasing tone, pressing my back against the wall.
“Let’s take care of that, then,” Carter exhales, his eyes roaming down my body until they finally land on my thong. Placing one hand on my knee, he then slides it up to my inner thigh, his fingertips brushing against the drenched fabric covering my pussy. Mimicking him, Derek does the same, running his hand up my leg and taking it all the way up to between my thighs.
Now taking the lead, Derek leans in and starts kissing his way up to my pussy, his lips slowly making the hike from my knee to my inner thigh. Once he’s so close to my pussy that I can feel his warm breath on me, Carter surprises me and flicks my thong to the side, opening the way to Derek’s mouth. Not allowing the moment to go to waste, Derek reaches for my wetness with the tip of his tongue, and I close my eyes as I feel it touch my inner lips.
I place both my hands on the top of his head, arching my back as his tongue dances over my pussy lips. “That’s the spirit,” I half-moan, half-chuckle, pleasure making my heart beat joyfully. The moment the words leave my mouth, Derek flicks the tip of his tongue against my clit and I let out a vicious moan; riding the moment, he then opens his mouth wide and presses it against my pussy, sucking my fluids with a kind of greedy hunger. Using his tongue to either jab at my clit or my insides, pushing it past my folds, he plays me with the mastery of a maestro.
“Oh, that’s so… Good…” I moan, looking down to take in the sight. Derek has his mouth pressed against my pussy while Carter just watches him eating me out, his unblinking eyes focused on what’s happening just a few inches away from him.
“There’s space for the two of you…” I whisper, looking Carter in the eye. I yank on Derek’s hair as I say it, forcing him to pull back from me, and Carter takes the chance to lean in and wrap his lips around my clit.
Lowering his head, Derek moves his mouth further down my pussy, kissing and licking it as if he were a madman; then, pulling back, he takes a deep breath and looks up at me. Grinning wildly, he places two of his fingers against my pussy and slides them in, curling them upward as if they were a hook. Finding my G-spot on the first try, he presses hard on it—that forces a scream to crawl up my throat, and I feel my eyes rolling in their orbits, a sudden avalanche of pleasure coming for me.
As if reading the way my body is reacting, Carter presses down hard on my clit, using his tongue as a hammer and pushing all of me toward that avalanche of pleasure. And when it hits, it hits in full force.
Gritting my teeth, I hiss loudly as I run my fingers through their hair, my hands moving back and forth erratically. I arch my back and throw my head against the wall, hitting it but not even registering the pain; the only thing I can feel right now is pleasure. Pure, wild, and unbridled.
“Teamwork,” Derek whispers, his voice seductive and dangerous. I open my eyes and look down at him, breathing harder than if I had ran two marathons back-to-back.
“I like that kind of teamwork,” I shoot back at him in one breath, trembling as he slides his fingers out of me. Carter pulls back at the same time, his chin glistening from my fluids; he wipes it off his face with the back of his hand and then goes up to his feet.
Brushing his index finger along the length of my pussy, he then brings up his wet finger and lays it on my lips, coating them with my own fluids. I run my tongue over my lips, tasting my own wetness, and then grab Derek by one hand and pull him up to his feet.
“Now, what shall we do?” I start, placing my hands on their chests and sliding them down until their hard masts stop me. Turning my hands around, I grab their cocks and start stroking them at an easy pace, my fingers going up and down the length of their shafts. “Where shall I put these cocks…? Inside my mouth…? Inside my pussy…? Or somewhere else?”