Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
But all that drama is in the past. Casey, James, Brad and I have been dating for a couple months now, and it’s great. Better than great, in fact. We don’t go to Club Z because there’s no need anymore. Instead, I come over to their penthouse to make love on an almost nightly basis, and they’ve even been to my little studio a couple times too. We practically shook down the flimsy walls of my apartment with our banging, pounding, and loud roars of pleasure, but I don’t care. The neighbors can be scandalized all they want. All that matters to me is that my men are satisfied, and I’ve been getting so many loads of come recently that it’s a miracle I’m not pregnant.
Speaking of which, the men begin to pump me harder and faster as I wail with pleasure. I’m being used like a rag doll, and I moan hungrily as my breasts sway in time to the three cocks drilling in and out.
“Mmmm,” I grunt, sucking deep on Brad’s shaft. “Umph.”
Meanwhile, the two cocks in my pussy and ass drill me in a syncopated rhythm, making sure there’s always man meat in one hole or another at all times. Pleasure boils in the pit of my belly and suddenly, I can’t take it anymore. My back arches as my eyes open wide, and I let out a cry of ecstasy as my sweetest spots contract violently.
“Mmph!” I scream. “Mmph!”
My boyfriends can’t take it either. Their pounding reaches a brutal tempo, and then suddenly, all three of them erupt with roars of ecstasy, pumping my nubile body full of salty cream.
“Fuck!” James shouts.
“Oh shit,” Brad rasps, cupping my chin as I begin to swallow heavily. Meanwhile, Casey gives my ass one last forceful thrust before ejaculating hard while squeezing my butt cheeks with his large palms.
“Oh yeah,” he rasps. “Fuck fuck fuck.”
We soar in the Heavens for what feels like hours, but which is probably only a few minutes. Then, the men slowly pull out, watching with avid eyes as I drip with their seed, overflowing with the evidence of their lust.
“Fuck yeah,” Casey growls, watching as the white rises up in my bottom hole before spilling over one big buttock. “Looks tasty.”
I flex my anus at him playfully.
“Why, do you want a mouthful?”
“Maybe I will,” he shoots back before leaning down to press a sensual kiss to my back door. “Fuck yeah.”
We laugh then because nothing’s off limits for us. Ass to mouth? Check. Prolapsing? Check. Dirty, X-rated talk? Yes please! I giggle as the men pull my lush form close, still worshiping my curves even though we’ve technically finished.
“So did I tell you about my friend Peyton?” I ask as we relax on the mattress. “She used to be at Club Z too.”
“No,” Brad growls. “I can’t say we’ve had the honor.”
I nod.
“Well, she’s quit, so you won’t have the honor now. But it’s better this way because Peyton’s actually moving home to seduce her mom’s boyfriend. Can you believe it?”
My lovers squint at me, amazed.
“Are you serious?” James rasps. “Did I hear you right?”
“You did,” I giggle. “Evidently, her mom’s been cheating on her dad with this guy, and she’s really angry about it. So she’s going home to break the whole thing up. But the way she’s going about it is inventive, right? I mean, only a Club Z girl would even consider stealing her mom’s boyfriend. But she says her dad has been really depressed about the cheating thing, so it’s worth it.”
Casey whistles, his blue eyes impressed.
“Wow, it’s going to be a clusterfuck, that’s for sure.”
I giggle.
“I know, right? They won’t even know what hit them because Peyton’s so determined. But I love her,” I say quickly. “I want Pey to be happy, and wish her well in her scheme because hell, I had my own scheme once, and look how it turned out! I met you guys because of it,” I giggle.
“That you did,” Brad rasps, his large hand stroking down the sensuous curve of my back. “And by the way, have I told you that I love you today, sweetheart?”
“We all love you,” James adds in a raspy tone, holding me close.
“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to us,” Casey finishes. “Without you, Carrie, I don’t know where we’d be.”