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***SJ***
Ibruisedthepadsof my fingers as I struggled to keep my hands in place. Without ever having seen any of them, I didn’t know what to expect when it came to size. As the dick that pushed into my core inched deeper and deeper, I realized they might’ve blindfolded me to keep from scaring me with their sheer size. Whoever was in my mouth stopped before pushing too deep, giving me a chance to adjust before they moved again.
Without being able to see, my senses were heightened as I waited for what would happen next. Every touch felt bigger, more pleasurable. I felt hands stroking over my ass and back, while other hands gripped my hair and pulled it tighter before letting it go completely. Hands spread my ass and then spanked me hard.
Neither of them made a sound. The only thing I could hear was my own rough breathing. Then, when whoever was fucking me from behind pulled out and slid deep in one strong thrust, my own muffled moans filled my ears.
I swallowed around the cock in my mouth and tried to focus on making his blow job good. I stroked him with my tongue and let him go deeper. I sucked hard and was rewarded with a jerk of his hips, showing his control was slipping. As a response, the man fucking my core thrust harder and pressed his finger against my back hole.
Dominic’s voice came from a few feet away. “What does it feel like, being fucked this way?”
When my mouth was freed, I twisted my face to his voice. “Big. Good. I can’t…it feels like I could be spread out in front of a hundred people. Not knowing is…good. I want more. I need more.”
“More?” His voice moved, like he’d stood up. Then it came from closer. “Say what you need, Sugar.”
I pressed my forehead into the table. “Harder. I want to be fucked harder.”
Dominic made a sound of approval. “You heard her.”
Before I was ready, whichever man was inside me began a pace that was fast and hard, forcing the table legs to move under me. They squeaked back and forth on the floor, the sound competing with the sound of his body slapping into mine as he fucked me at a pace that left me breathless.
When my mouth fell open in pleasure, the man in front of me slid his dick in again, deeper. The tip hit the back of my throat and I gagged. His responding moan told me it was Barrett. There was something terribly wrong inside me, because knowing that I had his dick in my mouth, that he was taking his pleasure from me, and that he was my best friend’s dad, it sent a fresh rush of lust racing through me.
“Fuck.” Holden’s gravel-filled voice was rough from behind me. “Whatever that was, do it again.”
Barrett slid deeper, his hands tangling in my hair. He pulled out and then thrust deeper again, drawing another gag from me. Another moan from him and I gripped the table even harder.
“I think she likes hearing you moan. Every time, her pussy clamps down even harder and juices are just pouring out. Fucking hell.” Holden reached down and ran his fingers through my wetness before rubbing them over my ass. “If this is how I die, I’m good with it.”
Dominic spoke from farther away again. “What is it, Sugar? Hearing a man lose himself in your mouth or is it the man who’s losing himself that’s getting to you?”
Barrett swore above my head and the blindfold was yanked off. He stood over me, his bare stomach rippling with muscle as he slowly slid his cock into my mouth while holding my gaze. Seeing his face while I sucked him off pushed me over the edge. Right as Holden pushed his finger into my ass, I came apart in what felt like a million pieces. My body tightened and my fingers curled around the edge of the table. Coming around Holden’s thickness was a different experience, and instead of a shorter orgasm like I normally had, this one dragged on. When it finally released its hold over me, I collapsed on the table and panted without Barrett’s cock in my mouth.
“Shit.” Holden was frozen behind me. “Guess that’s the answer.”
Barrett knelt in front of me and cupped my face in his rough hands. “It’s probably wrong in ten different ways, Sugar, but I’m going to fuck you until you come all over my cock. I want to watch your face change the moment it happens. I’m going to come deep inside of you, knowing it’s wrong. Then, I’m going to do it again. I’ll burn in hell for it, but I want to come down your throat while listening to you gag for me.”
I turned my face into his hand and moaned. “Please!”
“Off the table and on your knees, Sugar.” Dominic’s voice was strained, but the command was clear.
Holden pulled out of my body, leaving me achingly empty, but I dropped to my knees in front of them and dug my nails into my thighs as I waited for what was next.
“You’re perfect. So beautiful and ready to give yourself to us.” Dominic walked around me, trailing his fingertips over my shoulders. “On all fours.”
I did as he said and looked up at him. “Yes, Sir.”
He stopped moving and cast a look at me that left me squirming. He was going to ruin me and I was eager for the moment I shattered. After a few seconds, he moved behind me and knelt down. His mouth pressed against my lower back and then my ass. He sank his teeth into my cheek and sucked, marking me. His fingers dipped into my core, scooped up my wetness, and then spread it over my back hole. With a low growl, he pushed his finger deep.
I dropped my head and moaned. My hair was tugged and my head lifted again. I glanced back to see Dominic shaking his head at me.
“Let them see your face. Watch them watching you.” He pumped his finger a few times and then pulled it out. “I’m going to push another finger in this tight ass, Sugar. Then you’re going to ride it.”
Holden moaned. “Jesus.”
Barrett knelt in front of me and let me watch him stroke himself. “Fuck Dom’s fingers. Show us that you’re ready to take us all. Show us that you’re ready to give us that virginity.”