Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18102 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 91(@200wpm)___ 72(@250wpm)___ 60(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18102 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 91(@200wpm)___ 72(@250wpm)___ 60(@300wpm)
Instant saltiness coated my tongue, and I moaned as I did what Gunnar said and licked Tate’s crown clean until he was pulling me down his length.
He kept pushing in deeper and deeper, forcing me to take inch after inch. Neither man was small in any regard, and when I placed my hands on Tate’s thighs to stop him, he made a primal sound.
“Don’t stop sucking my cock, baby.” Tate emphasized his words by thrusting into my mouth deep enough that the tip hit the back of my throat until I gagged, and my eyes watered.
“Breathe out your nose, our beautiful whore,” Gunnar said, and I felt him move closer.
I did as I was told so I could keep taking him further in my throat. Tate pulled out and pushed back in, trying to go even deeper with each passing second.
Instead of trying to push Tate away with my hands on his thighs, I curled my fingers into his flesh and held on. I’d give them my discomfort to make them feel good.
Because that in turn made me wet.
With my eyes closed, I felt like my other senses were heightened. I could hear both of their harsh breathing. I could smell Tate’s soap and masculine cologne. I felt the smoothness of my stepbrother’s cock, and the ring there, moving along my tongue and loved the saltiness of his semen coating my taste buds.
And then everything went topsy-turvy when I sensed Gunnar move closer, heard him crouch behind me, and felt his body’s heat. The sensation of Gunnar’s tongue sliding up my spine had a muffled moan coming from me.
“Keep going,” Gunnar whispered against my ear as he smoothed his hand along the outside of my thighs and curved them until he was gripping my ass cheeks.
Hollowing out my cheeks and twirling my tongue around Tate’s bulbous head, I set all my attention on the thick length in my mouth. I was so into the taste of my stepbrother’s dick, and the feel of Gunnar massaging my ass, that everything else faded away until the only things that mattered was what these two men did to me.
Gunnar gripped the tumble of my strands and tightened just enough that my head tilted back, opening up my throat.
The new angle had Tate’s cock slipping in impossibly deeper. I couldn’t breathe and felt my eyes widen as panic rose in me.
My eyes started to water with each bump of Tate’s cockhead against the back of my throat. The sting of pain from Gunnar pulling my hair brought about a flash of pleasure.
“Get ready, beautiful little slut.” Gunnar slipped his fingers along the edge of my pussy. He teased right where it connected to my leg until I gasped at how sensitive I was.
I was embarrassingly wet, and he groaned when he finally slipped his fingers through my slit and felt how drenched I was.
“Mmm, fuck, sweet girl. You’re so wet.” Gunnar’s voice was so guttural it didn’t even sound like him.
As if to emphasize his point, he thrust two thick fingers into me so suddenly I gasped around Tate’s shaft at the penetration. I wasn’t a virgin, but Gunnar and Tate were huge, and his thick fingers lodging into my cunt was so sudden and filling there was a sting of discomfort.
“Keep sucking your brother’s cock. It’s so fucking hot.”
The sound of Gunnar’s digits pushing in and out of my slicked-up pussy was heady and intense, filling the room with its obscenity.
It was after several seconds of finger-fucking me that Gunnar pulled them free. I groaned, suddenly feeling so empty despite having Tate’s big cock in my mouth.
Even though my jaw ached, I wanted more. So much more.
“Spread wider for me,” Gunnar demanded, and when I didn’t obey right away, he placed his bent knee between them and kicked my knees apart.
I wobbled from the sudden motion but kept balance because of my hands on Tate’s thighs.
And then he bent and pressed his face right up against my pussy. I heard him inhale and knew he was smelling my juicy cunt.
God, that turned me on.
“How does she smell, Gun?” Tate groaned.
“Like candy and sex, man. Delicious. Bet she tastes just as good as you do.”
Tate groaned. “Fuck, you two turn me on like nothing else.” He tightened his hold in my hair, steadily mouth-fucking me. “Gunnar, eat her pussy out while she gags on my cock. Tell me how she tastes.”
Oh. God.
Tate stepped back slightly, causing me to lean even more forward so my back was arched and my ass fully lifted in the air, my legs still spread wide.
It seemed like it was only a millisecond before I heard shuffling, sensed Gunnar shift behind me, and then felt his warm breath brushing along my pussy.
This was it. This was happening, and I wasn’t going to stop it.