Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 79374 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79374 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
And, even though I wasn’t supposed to.
I loved it.
Love wasn’t the only unexpected feeling I had.
There was also POWER.
I was the one in control. Helpless between these two men, but in charge of their pleasure, and by giving them the power it was me who had the real power. Bear’s hands again covered my breasts as I my face hovered just inches above Preppy’s. Bear reared back and thrust forward into me, and I cried out. I expected it to hurt, but it didn’t. It felt good. So fucking good, because when he pushed inside me again, I wanted to feel even more. I rocked on top of Preppy and it was like every part of my body was being touched, stroked, seduced. I was teetering on the edge of orgasm the second that Preppy began to fuck up into me.
I was dripping down Preppy’s cock. He lifted me up, just so he could push me back down again, thrusting up into me and pushing me back onto Bear, who matched Preppy’s rhythm which was quick and brutal, he fucked me like he was deranged. Bear’s hips slammed roughly against my ass. He growled a deep angry growl every time he was fully inside of me and moaned when he pulled back out, his fingers digging into my shoulders as he held on to me like he was riding me. Preppy’s hands trailed down the valley of my breasts and the flat of my stomach, until he was between my legs, stroking my clit yet again, playing it like an instrument he was well acquainted with. “You like that?” Bear muttered against my ear, as Preppy’s leisurely stroking of my clit became a furious motion. Bear thrusted harder inside of me, his balls smacking against my ass.
I opened my eyes and locked on to Preppy’s gaze to find him already watching me. It was the quietest he’d ever been since I met him. Especially during sex. He looked as if he were barely holding on. His forehead lined. His chest rising and falling quickly as he panted through his pleasure. The way he tipped his chin up and his cock throbbed inside my pussy, along with one long deep surge of Bear, was sending me closer and closer toward a thunderous release. “Yes, yes!” I cried, as my insides pulsed and contracted, drawing both men deeper inside of me.
This wasn’t just sex.
It was beautiful torture.
Beads of sweat gathered on Preppy’s forehead, his jaw clenched hard as he furiously fucked me, thrusting wildly into me from underneath, his grip on my hips so tight it was painful. The muscles of his thighs tensed as I rode him. Bear grunted, low and sexy, the sound vibrating through me with each stroke. “I’m gonna…” I started, but I couldn’t even get it out because the sensation that had been building in my lower stomach, a slow burn, had turned into an all out raging wildfire, spreading from my core to the rest of my body and back, pulsing with each wave of pleasure that continued on and on and on. Preppy craned his neck, “Fuck,” he groaned, his lips found mine once again and he absorbed my cries into his mouth as I screamed out my orgasm. He roared into me as I felt his cock grow impossibly hard before shooting his hot release deep inside of me. I crashed down from my out of this world orgasm so hard I could barley stay upright, falling forward onto Preppy with him still deep inside my pussy. Bear quickening his pace in and out of my ass, causing the dying sensations inside of me to start to grow all over again. I clenched around Preppy’s softening cock which twitched in response.
“God damn, it felt so fucking good when you came around my cock,” muttered Bear, who pulled out of me on the strangled cry of his own release.
Still drunk from my orgasm, I didn’t move from Preppy’s chest as Bear rolled off of me and onto his back at the end of the bed. “Holy shit,” he said. I glanced over my shoulder to see him disposing of a condom I didn’t know he had on, but was suddenly really grateful for.
Preppy finally spoke, “I’m glad it was good for you, Care Bear, now get the fuck out.”
Bear looked to us with a questioning look in his his eyes. “You kids gonna be okay unsupervised?” he asked sarcastically, dressing quickly and grabbing his whiskey on the way out.
“Fuck you. We’ll manage,” Preppy responded, his cock again twitching inside of me. I wiggled my hips, needing more, but he grabbed my ass and held me still.
“Okay, just know that I plan on getting good and drunk tonight and don’t feel like cleaning up blood, so don’t take shit too fucking far.” He took a long pull from his bottle and just like that he was gone, the sound of the party outside blasting through the partially opened door, then disappearing again with Bear.