Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23054 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23054 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
“Everything,” Carl says in a smooth tone. “We saw you take yourself both ways using a cuke and a carrot. So tell us the truth, Tanya. Are these chips made from the cuke and carrot from last night?”
I flush scarlet, suddenly burning up again.
“Sort of. Well, yes. I mean, I washed them and everything, and then cut them up and baked them into these chips. But not all of the chips,” I continued in a rushed voice. “There was only one cuke and one carrot, and while they’re big, they’re not enough for a batch so I supplemented with other veggies. That’s what you see in front of you.”
I half-expect the three men to be pissed but instead they chuckle deep in their chests.
“So we’re literally eating veggies that have been inserted in your pussy?” James drawls, picking up a green cucumber chip and eyeing it. “Hmmm, very interesting.”
Chris ups the ante, popping a carrot chip into his mouth.
“Let me ask: was this chip part of the carrot that went into your ass?” he teases. “Because I think I’d enjoy the flavor of your ass, Tanya. A lot of guys hate that shit, but I’ve always adored rimming a woman’s bottom.”
I gasp at them because suddenly, this conversation has taken a turn for the wicked. Are they saying what I think they’re saying? Carl nods his dark head, blue eyes taking me in.
“To put things mildly, we’re intrigued by your habits, Tanya.”
“You mean, you want me to stop?” I whisper, staring at the three handsome men. “Or you don’t want me to stop?”
They shake their heads.
“Why would we want you to stop what you’re doing? We enjoy watching you.”
I sputter.
“I don’t know. Because it’s obscene. Or maybe for insurance purposes?”
The men roar with laughter.
“Insurance purposes? What’s that? What insurance would care what you’re doing with fruits and veggies you grow on our rooftop? No, we wanted to discuss this topic during our HOA meeting because as you know, the fruits and veggies are grown on our communal property, and so it’s only right to include us in the action.”
I stare at the three handsome men.
“You mean, you want part of the crop?”
James smiles, his blue eyes twinkling.
“In a way. I mean, we’re not looking to share in your harvest, if that’s what you mean. I don’t give a crap about that. I pretty much eat out for all three meals, so from a food perspective, it doesn’t matter.”
“Then what do you want?” I ask in a timorous voice.
Carl leans forward, his huge shoulders looming and massive.
“It’s easy, sweetheart. We want in on the action. We want to see you perform on a regular basis, and to take part in the performances as well.”
I stare at them.
“You want to join the moonlight ritual?”
The men nod.
“And the sunlight ritual. And the wind ritual. And whatever else you have going on, Tanya. We’re ready,” James drawls.
“It’ll be fun,” Chris cajoles with a quirk to his smile. “Why, do you think you can handle it? It’d be all three of us … at once.”
I gasp.
“Are you serious?”
Carl shrugs those broad shoulders.
“You’re capable of double penetration, sweetheart, as we witnessed last night. One more shouldn’t be too hard. The third cock would go into your mouth for you to suck, and we definitely think it would enhance your pleasure, if anything. Are you up for the challenge, Tanya?”
I stare at my handsome neighbors as the air whooshes from my lungs because what are these men proposing? Yet in my heart of hearts, I already know that I’m going to say yes.
5
Carl
Tanya’s shocked, that’s for sure. Her blonde hair wisps in the wind a bit, curling seductively around her neck. At this point, the cactus on the table is completely de-nuded of spines. Our pretty neighbor was so surprised at the topic of our conversation that her fingers began to fly at light speed because of nerves. As a result, a pile of needles lies in a discarded heap next to the plant as she reaches up to fidget with her necklace.
“Are you serious?” she whispers, big blue eyes taking us in one by one. I know what she sees because Chris, James and I are good-looking assholes. James and I are both dark and athletic, whereas Chris has brown hair and the build of a warrior. We’re all handsome in the traditional sense, and bedding women in NYC comes easy to us. In fact, we’ve actually shared girls before. Tanya doesn’t know it, but sometimes, we bring a woman back to one of our apartments and then take turns plundering her. Or she takes all three of us at once, begging and moaning as her three holes are stretched and filled to the brim.
But Tanya has no idea. I’m sure she knows that we date, and that we have sex, like all single men in a big city. But I doubt she has any inkling as to the depths of our depravity, and what we’d like to do her.