Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 54097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 270(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 270(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
Vincent puts his finger on my cheek and tips my eyes up to meet his. He kisses me hard and slips his hand down between my legs and over my sore sex.
He’s gentle with me and I run my hand through his hair and sink back down on the bed. and He hovers above me, and the sting of my arousal is present and throbbing between my legs again. I wrap my legs around Vincent and let him back inside of me.
Meanwhile, Nathan is seething in the corner. He has this boyish pout on his face. Can’t he just relax? He’s always so competitive. He stands up and nears the bed as the audience watches everything– me and Vincent and him—and I wonder what he’s about to do.
He gets on the bed and straddles my face, and the scent of his cock—the lingering smell of our sex—covers my face like a blanket.
“Oh…” I stick my tongue out to lick him, but I’m momentarily overcome by the hard thrusts I’m receiving from Vincent. Vincent? I didn’t know he had this in him. He’s clearly trying to compete with Nathan now. But his fucking is slightly different. Vincent doesn’t want to hurt me, and Nathan does because he knows I want him to.
It’s all fascinating and warm.
Nathan strokes his rigid cock, and I stick my tongue up and lick from his ass to his balls; I delight in watching him squeeze his hardened length as Vincent fucks me. I wonder if while Vincent comes inside of me, if Nathan plans on hosing my face down with his jizz?
I lick and suck at Nathan’s ass and balls until he switches positions and sits on my face. He thrusts his cock into my mouth and I suck him long and hard as Vincent continues to ride me. Nathan plunges deeper down my throat then pulls back and charges, “I’m gonna come on your tits.” His voice is deep and strained.
“Mmm,” I moan and suck him harder. The thought of him coming all over my tits sends electricity all through me. Vincent’s arousal is steadily inclining because he fucks me harder with each passing second.
The bed sways under our weight, the chains hanging from the ceiling clattering together rapidly with our movement. I kind of wonder if we can fall off and if we do, will we be entwined together, our legs and arms wrapped around each other, coming violently like crazy as we fall…
Nathan grows harder in my mouth, and the veins in his cock are starting to surface as animalistic sounds claw from his chest. I’m sure he’s going to come. Waves of pleasure myself wash over me from feeling Vincent in my pussy, and Nathan reaches down to start playing with my nipples, pinching and flicking them. We’re all three a mass of tangled sweaty limbs, hungry roars of pleasure. It’s obvious this is the climax point of our Bedding Ceremony, and the energy in the room is stifling, electric, and hot. I know the onlookers are just as excited as we are, and my imagination stretches to the filthy perverts watching us closely with fancy binoculars, committing the look of Nathan’s orgasm to memory so they can get off on it later—fuck, if they aren’t now! Nathan jerks back and quickly pumps his cock in his hand, spraying his warm cum all over my breast, lips, and face. The guttural roar that he releases echoes in my ears, and his face contorts in the most painstakingly pleasurable sight I’ve ever witnessed.
Just as I feel my release spiraling, Vincent pulls out and glazes my thighs with his cum, then pierces into me again, filling me to the brim.
“VIN – CENT!!!” I cry, his name broken as it falls from my lips.
Nathan grips my cheeks in his rough hand, and my eyes pop open to meet his. His eyes are hard and stern and hungry, and I know he’s devouring the sight of my release as I unleash it.
“Oh…Isadora…Isadora…” he chants, and I take his dick back into my mouth, sucking him roughly. I feel the weight of Vincent shift off of me, but I focus on Nathan. He pulls on my long blonde hair and tips my head back so he can feel the tip of his cock hitting the back of my throat. I’m so eager to taste him. I suck him with a fervor and roll his balls between my fingers, and revel in the light that sparks like fireworks in his eyes as I draw a second release from him within just minutes.
“Oh please, Isadora,” he says and touches my face, his lust-hazed eyes hooded. He moves down my body, and I exhale a breath, but I’m taken aback when I hear gasps from the audience and feel Nathan positioning himself at my entrance. Even after release, he’s still erect, and the audience seems as shocked and awed as I am at this revelation. Nathan’s competitive nature shines through in this act because he fucks me roughly, moving my body freely to his liking so he can adjust himself for a deeper penetration.