“Give me… all… you got…” Sloane groans, and that’s all it takes for Drake to go completely insane. He grabs Sloane harshly and starts to thrust wildly, slamming his cock as fast and as hard as is humanly possible. The sound of his thighs slapping Sloane’s ass drive me insane, and I have to let go of Sloane’s cock so that I can focus on my pussy; right now, it demands all of my attention, and it’s not up for debate.
I bite on my lower lip as my clit seems to boil, and a scream takes shape in my mouth as a sudden orgasm explodes inside me out of the blue. I arch my back, my fingers still moving over my clit, and I moan as my body convulses.
Even though I’m lying down on the floor, convulsing and moaning, Drake and Sloane barely seem to notice; right now, they’re in a world of their own. And that’
s just fine; they’ve more than earned it.
“I’m going to—Fuck, I’m close,” I hear Sloane say, and that wicked side of me jumps into action. Without even knowing what I’m doing, I jump to my feet and dart toward the table. I grab one of the glasses of water lying there and run back toward Sloane, kneeling by his side.
“Cum, cum for me… Cum for us,” I whisper into his ear, once more grabbing his cock and stroking him. The glass is in my other hand, and I place it right under Sloane’s cock, tilting it toward him.
It happens fast; Drake gives one final and violent thrust, grunting, and Sloane’s cock throbs against my fingers. A fraction of a second after that he starts gushing his seed into the glass, and my mouth hangs open as I realize just how much Sloane is cumming. I’m using a tall glass and, once he’s done, the glass is half-filled.
He tumbles forward, collapsing on the floor with a grunt, and I turn my attention toward Drake, holding the glass right in front of his cock. And I do it just in time, because he starts cumming in no time. I curl my fingers around his cock as the first strand of cum flies out from it, and I angle it down so that it all goes inside the glass.
My heart races faster as I see the glass filling up with his translucent seed, and all it takes is a few seconds for it to be brimming. Drops of it drip down the clear surface of the glass and onto my hands, and the last strands of cum Drake shoots hit me across my forearm.
“Now this is impressive,” I whisper, holding the glass in front of me as I go up to my feet. Drake just looks at me, breathing hard and not knowing what to say.
“What’s that for?” Sloane asks, going up to his feet and standing side by side with Drake.
“What do you think?” I reply with a question of my own, twirling the glass in front of me and watching their cum blend until I can no longer tell to whom it belongs. Drake doesn’t respond, but the expression on his face is a reply of its own; in his eyes there’s surprise and excitement. And all that just intensifies as, without taking my eyes off of his, I raise the glass to my lips and let a mouthful of cum drip into my mouth.
Their saltiness coats my tongue with all its raw flavor, and I just do what instinct tells me to: I swallow. Their juices go down my throat easily, and that makes me lose all control. Throwing all caution to the window, I open my mouth as wide as I can and tilt the glass down.
Their cum slides from the glass into my mouth in a fountain, cascading over my tongue like a never ending river. I feel drops of it splattering my face, and a few strands drip down my chin as their juices fill me up to the brim. Once the glass is empty, I let it slip from my fingers and onto the carpeted floor; still holding all that cum inside my mouth, I grab Drake and Sloane by the hand and pull them into me.
Their mouths fly straight into mine at the same time, and we share a kiss that transcends this dimension we live in. Seriously, it’s so amazing it’s hard to believe that I’m not dreaming.
The three of us are kissing now, our tongues dancing and wrestling together as cum flows from my mouth and into theirs. I feel it go down my neck, large drops leaving a glistening trail on my skin as they hike over the curve of my breasts.
Grabbing my own tits, I smear their cum all over my naked body, wishing for this kiss to never end. Because now I’m sure that we aren’t just fucking. This isn’t just sex.
This is something else.
Something better.
I may never need to use my toys again.
Wait!
Oh.
My.
God.
My toys. I might know a way out of this mess! I might have the answer!
But I can’t tell you till I’m sure. Sorry, babe. You’re going to have to be patient. No sense in raising your hopes. But Linda problems could go away so fast.
Don’t pout. Just give me some time, okay?
Drake
Emails are pinging and my entire staff is frantically shuffling around the building. The phones have been ringing off the hook, non-stop. I answer the one on my desk.
"Hello, Drake speaking."