Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33589 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33589 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
He does a damn good job, too.
His dad gets rougher with my tits while Marcus eats me out.
I can barely breathe as the sensations intensify. I’ve never been in bed with more than one man before. I’ve never had so much attention given to me, let alone forced on me. My body has never been stimulated like this.
Marcus shoves two fingers into my dripping wet pussy and I cry out.
“Fuck,” his father murmurs, pulling up my dress so he can lean down and press his mouth against my soft skin. Before I know it, he’s licking and sucking on my nipples while his son tongue fucks my pussy.
This is almost unbearable. I can feel the explosive pleasure building within me, and I know it’s only a matter of time before I come.
This is so wrong. They shouldn’t be doing this to me.
But I can’t stop them.
I can’t stop it when Marcus pulls his mouth away from my dripping pussy and unzips his pants. I can’t stop him when he moves closer on the bed to fit himself against my entrance.
I can’t stop it when he plunges his thick cock into me, stretching my pussy as his father licks my nipples.
I cry out, a muffled plea for him to stop, but he doesn’t.
His cock is such a tight fit, the friction against my walls is incredible as he shoves himself deeper inside me, rubbing every nerve ending raw before pulling back and doing it all over again. He barely fits, so he triggers so many sensations I can barely breathe as he fucks me, and I cannot stop my body’s natural response to the overpowering stimulation.
Joey isn’t small by any means, but it has never felt like this with him inside me. I’ve never been so close to coming so fast.
I don’t think Marcus is wearing a condom. Maybe that’s the difference.
He definitely shouldn’t be inside me without a condom.
Pleasure and guilt swirl together, forming a huge wave that crashes over me as he drives into me, and I come apart.
I come hard, my whimpers and cries muffled by the ball gag as my brother-in-law fucks my pussy. It convulses and squeezes him through my orgasm, and his fingers dig into my hips.
“Fuck,” he growls, shoving into me harder. Deeper. Faster.
My orgasm goes on and on as he uses me, and I’m dimly aware of Marcus’ father taking his cock out. I’m too caught up in the intensity of the pleasure to speak when Marcus Sr. unbuckles the strap and quickly yanks the ball gag from my mouth.
Before I can even think straight, he climbs on the bed and straddles my shoulders, shoving his cock into my mouth.
I can barely comprehend what’s happening. I’m too overwhelmed by the pleasure coming from the two men assaulting my body. Marcus slams into my pussy with ruthless precision, and I cry out around his father’s cock as he fills me.
“Fuck yes, baby. Just like that.”
Marcus’ approval knocks out the knees of my recovering senses. My orgasm has barely subsided and I can’t think straight, but I close my lips around his father’s cock and do my best to please him while Marcus fucks me.
It doesn’t take him long before he’s shuddering over me, spilling his hot cum into my mouth.
Marcus comes, too, filling my pussy as I swallow around his father’s cock.
I’m drunk on pleasure, my mind feeling barely held together. There are cocks in two of my holes. I can taste one man’s cum and feel the other’s leaking out of me.
My body feels heavy in the aftermath, my brain a cloudy mess from the orgasms and the alcohol. From the shame of knowing I was just used by my almost-husband’s brother and father.
And Marcus set me up for this. His father doesn’t know it’s me, but he does.
Marcus Sr. pulls his cock from my mouth, climbs off me, and zips up his pants.
Marcus pulls his cock out of my pussy, and I feel more exposed than I ever have in my life, despite knowing the room is too dark for the men to really see me. His cum leaks out of my pussy and drips down my ass before hitting Joey’s expensive sheets.
Horror at that thought pierces the fog.
Joey.
I’m still wearing my sexy little white dress, too. My bride-to-be sash.
They didn’t undress me before they fucked me. Marcus only removed my panties. The fabric is loose against my skin while I’m lying here and I’m not wearing a bra, so it was easy to access my tits.
Marcus Sr. gives one a fond caress before he steps away from the bed.
“Damn, wasn’t expecting to do that tonight.”
He seems satisfied with himself, but I’m completely embarrassed. I want to jump off the bed and run out of this room, but I’m still cuffed to the headboard.