Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 70322 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70322 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
I remain like that for God knows how long, Drake’s cock and Sloane’s tongue working on me with the mastery only a few men can ever hope to achieve. If I didn’t have a monstrous cock inside my mouth right now, you’d be screaming my head off. As it is, all I can do is allow a moaning sound to climb up my throat as Sloane pistons into me, fucking my tight little mouth as if he were doing it to my pussy.
It doesn’t take long for my insides to reach the boiling point; my pussy starts tightening up, and it seems that every single muscle in my body is becoming as hard as steel. Fire and thunder rage inside my skull, and there’s not a single thought floating in my head; I’m living in the now, and it’s the most perfect feeling ever. Especially because I’m about to come my brains out.
I move my head to the side, forcing Sloane’s cock to pop out of my mouth, and I finally let that scream free, the sound of my high-pitched voice bouncing off the walls and filling the whole room. The pressure in my pussy demands all my attention now, and I forget about Sloane momentarily; I grab Drake’s hair with both my hands and thrust hard against him, holding his head down while an orgasm crawls up my spine and stabs my brain with such violence that I arch my back so much I might end up breaking it.
“Oh, fuck, fuck,” I hiss through my gritted teeth, my eyes closed shut as fireworks go off behind my eyelids. “So. Fucking. Good.” I cry out, all the pleasure finally washing over me and allowing my muscles to relax.
I collapse on top of the mattress, breathing hard, and a smile creeps up to my lips.
“That was just warm-up, right?” I ask them, looking from Sloane to Drake with a teasing grin. If this were my first rodeo with them, I’d be completely in awe at the orgasm I just had, but I’m not that naive anymore. “Because I want more. So much more.”
“So do I,” Sloane whispers placing two fingers under my chin and forcing me to look into his eyes.
“So do we,” I hear Drake correct. I look at him just in time to see him raise his head from between my thighs, my fluids glistening on his lips. He exchanges a glance with Sloane, and I’m surprised by what happens next; they smile at each other.
“Now that’s the spirit.” I sit up on the bed, and they don’t waste any time. Drake places both his hands on my hips and forces me to roll to the side; once I’m lying down on my stomach, he pulls me up and forces me to go on all fours. Then he climbs down from the bed and walks around it, positioning himself right in front of me.
“My turn to feel that tight mouth of yours,” he tells me, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his fly. I watch him do it with my lips slightly parted, anxious to have his cock in my mouth and feel its flavor blending in with Sloane’s.
“And it’s my turn to taste your pussy,” my stepbrother says, moving back and kneeling behind me. I almost thrust back at him, wanting to feel his cock against my ass, but he lays his hands on my ass cheeks and holds me in place.
He places one finger between my cheeks and runs it up and down my crack, making me sigh heavily each time I feel him close to my asshole. Meanwhile, Drake has already stepped out of his pants, and now he has his thumbs hooked on his boxer briefs. Looking at me with a wild grin, he sends them down his legs, his cock jumping up and almost hitting me across the face.
“Give it to me,” I tell him, breathing hard. He does it willingly, curling his fingers around his thick shaft and brushing the tip of his cock against my lips. I open my mouth as he tangles his fingers in my hair, and then he just thrusts, sending all of his inches into my mouth at once.
Sloane’s fingers are now on my pussy, and he’s caressing my folds teasingly. But he changes gears fast enough; he buries his fingers into my ass cheeks and then dives into me with his open mouth. Sharp stabs of pleasure take over my brain as Sloane starts devouring me, the steady pendulum motion of Drake’s cock going in and out of my mouth complementing Sloane’s skills.
I bob my head back and forth, sucking on Drake as hard as I can, but he stops my movement after just a few seconds. Yanking on my hair, he holds my head and starts to thrust, fucking my mouth just like Sloane did before him.