CHAPTER FIVE
Mason
“Alpha Prime! Alpha Prime! Alpha Prime!”
The amphitheater shook with stomping feet and voices chanting our names. We'd already done one encore. The crowd wanted more, and after that, they would ask for another. It was what happened every time.
Unfortunately for the screaming masses, Trent, Nick, and I didn’t have it in us. Not tonight. Encores were tiring. The energy that went into an encore had to be ten times as much as we put into any other song on the set-list. After hours of playing without hydration, it was time to relax.
I strode off the stage just behind my band-mates. The venue was ringing with the sound of chicks screaming our name. As usual, the show was sold out, most of the seats filled by women, wet and creaming with joy.
Yet another city on its knees.
“This shit gets you off, huh?” Trent grunted, shoving me playfully from behind. He flashed a smile.
“Don't say it doesn't do the same to you,” I growled. “They fuckin’ love us.”
“They love Trent,” Nick grumbled, but I could hear the laughter in his voice. That man never took those slim women seriously. Girls could go after Trent all day long, but Nick would never care. As long as he got to play his music and write the words to our songs, he didn't give a shit about anything else.
I didn’t blame him, because I felt the same. Again, curvy girls our are thing. We don’t give a shit about skeletons.
Unfortunately, the dressing room was a hike. We strode through endless hallways, twisting and turning, but never arrived. It was nothing like Toronto or Detroit, where the private spaces were right behind the stage. What the fuck? This was weird.
Because it was like walking a gauntlet.
Girls, girls, and more girls lined the walls, screaming our names as loud as sirens. Man, this was getting on my nerves because the chicks were the most predictable part of our fame. Fans had irritated me for the past few years, but for some reason, the constant catcalls were bothering me more than usual.
Despite the music still flooding through my system, I didn't feel so great. The music was my drug, but the high was wearing off more quickly than normal. Their high-pitched screams made my head throb, a pound starting at the base of my skull.
“Fuck, my head is killing me,” I groaned.
“It's because you didn't get more of you-know-who,” Trent diagnosed, taking out his phone and gave me a smirk. “I can try and fix that for you, dude.”
He was always the problem-solver.
“I don’t think she’s ready for what I need,” I rasped, trying to avoid any flashing lights. “This is a pretty shitty migraine.”
But the groupies just wouldn’t stop.
“We love you, Mason!” a girl screamed.
“Trent, sign my tits!” another belted.
Trent shook his head and scrolled through his phone until he found the number he was looking for. I knew exactly who he was dialing, and it wasn’t Katy. He selected the contact and pressed call. It was only a moment before the woman on the other end answered. He put it on speakerphone.
“Good evening, Alphas.” I could hear Helena's self-satisfaction laced in her tone. “What can I do for you?”
“Not a thing right now,” Trent said. “Just trying to look busy while we find the fuckin’ dressing room—and we wanted to give you some serious thanks for the new girl. You scored a solid ten with her.”
“You like this one?”
“We all do,” I agreed, despite my headache.
Nick gave a rumbling sigh of contentment. “She's perfect. The best we’ve ever had. You did good, Hel.”
“Good,” she replied. “Don't wear her out too much. She still needs to be able to tend to her other duties. You guys have more requirements than any of my other clients. You know that, right?”
“Yeah, but you’d do anything for us, right?” Trent jested. “Anything at all?”
She groaned. “I do my best.”
Because Helena is actually Trent's older half-sister. It’s all in the family sometimes. Even though she thought our needs were a bit strange, the woman didn’t blink an eye. She took care of the band.
And it worked too. Look where we are now. So while Helena came off like a witch ninety-eight percent of the time, in actuality, she was like a mother to us—if a mother also happened to be a ball-buster and a wizard when it came to career management.
In short, Helena was one of a kind.
“We’re just fucking with you. We'll take good care of her,” Trent laughed. “Real good care of her.”
“Disgusting,” she groused. “Get your own next time. I’m sick of finding replacements when you jackasses get bored.”
Because even though she claimed to hate choosing our staff, that was far from the truth. Helena was happy to find a replacement whenever a heartbroken woman threatened to sell our kink to the papers. Oh yeah, if our secret got out, then all hell would break loose.
And while the middle-aged woman did her best to find women that wouldn’t do such a thing, it turned out that a lot of chicks were petty when it came to their feelings. Our last assistant threatened to call someone at Rolling Stone when Trent said he couldn’t marry her.
Yeah, shit like that.
Totally unrealistic.
Because the problem with girls we’ve met is that sometimes they want more than we can give them.
Okay, they always want more than we can give them.
“We don’t get bored,” Trent explained. “We just have bad luck with assistants.”
“Bad luck or you drive them away?” Helen asked wryly. “Don’t go breaking this one’s heart, okay? They always resort to blackmail when you pull that shit. I can’t afford another half a mil just because my clients can’t keep it in their pants. Got it?”
“Got it,” I replied. “Now let us off the phone so we can put Katy to work.”
“She’s got good tits, sis,” Trent growled.
“Too much info,” Helena sighed. “But have fun. Don’t get too crazy.”
Then she hung up the phone. Sometimes, our manager liked to play dumb. The middle-aged woman sometimes pretended she didn’t know what we did with our assistants, although that was clearly untrue. The three of us played along. It was a sort of game we had.
But finally, we were at the dressing room after walking what felt like five miles. It was a safe place for us to indulge in our fantasies once more, to let go and relax.
And true to form, the space was nice. There was a bathroom with a massive shower in the back, complete with multiple nozzles and an overhead steam pump.
“Where’s Katy?” grunted Nick, looking around.
I laughed and texted our princess, but she responded with a phone call. Keen to hear her innocent little voice, I swiped my finger across the screen.
“Hi! I'll be right there with water and towels for you guys,” she said breathlessly. That eagerness zinged straight to my balls.
“Hurry up, Kitty-Kat,” I growled. “We need you.”
Hanging up, I exchanged glances with the guys. We were all thinking the same thing. Alpha Prime had a plan for Katy, one that we’d developed using our past personal assistants. Unfortunately, none of them were as hot as our sweet queen.
“You think she’s ready?” Trent grunted. “I mean…we aren’t fucking her yet. I think she’ll be down for this.”
“You saw how she acted last time. She can’t get enough of us,” was my gruff reply.
“She’s definitely ready for the next step,” Nick agreed.
Barely three minutes later, there was a knock at the door. Our plan would be set in motion shortly.
“It’s me!” her sweet voice chirped.
“Come in,” Nick growled.
The brunette did as she was told, swaying as she entered the room. My mouth hit the fucking floor as that plump form moved around the dressing area to pass the cold bottles of water to each of us.
Because of course, the girl was wearing the same boring outfit, except this time the polo was navy instead of white. But something was different – something tantalizing.
Shit, is she braless right now? It sure looks like it. Tits don’t move like that when they’re strapped down.
Katy had skipped the lingerie for sure. I could see how those big boobs bounced. Her nipples were fucking huge and rock solid already.
Oh god. My dick jerked and immediately started leaking. I’ve never been around a female that made me feel so out of control.
Because I wasn't the only one who noticed. Nick and Trent couldn't take their eyes off our princess either. I could tell that Trent was a heartbeat away from grabbing her and pulling her into his lap. His dick was about to burst through his jeans. Who could blame him? She looked damn good with those double-Ds jiggling every which-way.
“The concert was great, you guys!” Katy murmured sweetly. “I've never seen one better.”
“Even better than the one last night?” I was trying really hard to be my usual casual and fun self. But damn, it was hard. I was hard.
“You just get better every time,” she nodded, blushing.
Our sweet little virgin.
But we didn't want her to be a virgin for much longer.
“My head hurts,” I told her. “Sometimes all the screaming gives me a migraine.”
Katy nodded, eyes wide with worry.
“Of course, let me get you some Advil.” Immediately, the girl turned, looking in some nearby boxes. “I packed some for after the show, but it’s in my room—”
Watching her jump to attention was nice. But we wanted something stronger than Advil.
I shook my head. “No, no, no. I need something to really relax me, Katy girl. Not pain medication. We all need to relax, actually. We need to get clean too. Think you can help us with something like that?”
I looked down at my bare and sweaty chest, and her eyes followed my gaze.
“I’m not sure what you mean,” she replied cautiously, but it seemed like she did.
“Oh, I think you do,” was my suggestive rumble. “I think you do.”
Our luscious goddess licked her lips, looking hungry suddenly. Trent made the most of it. He stood, shirtless, those wide shoulders and rippling six-pack identical to mine. Our bodies were similar, the only difference that his chest had fur, and mine was bare.
But like me, he was dripping with sweat from the hot lights and gyrating all over the stage. Some nights, humping the mic stand and driving the girls wild took more energy than we had in us.
Alpha Prime still had some energy left though—just enough for Katy.
Katy bit her lip, then gasped when Nick stood up next. He'd obviously worked up a sweat, but his jeans were unbuttoned and the tip of his huge cock was already poking out from the denim, the glistening head pointed right at Katy.
Her eyes went wide.
“Can I get the masseuse for you, guys?” she asked, breathless and obviously trying to hide her excitement. “Or maybe a physical therapist? Being onstage for three hours is really hard. Helena gave me the numbers for—”
But I wanted her to use her imagination in other ways.
“No massage, Kitty-Kat. No physical therapist either. We want to give you a massage actually. If you’re okay with it, of course.”
“That’ll help us relax real good,” Trent growled, low and deep. “You up for it?”
She gaped at us like an astonished fish. Maybe our girl didn’t understand.
“What? You want to give me a massage? How will that help you relax though?” she stammered.
So damn innocent. So damn oblivious.
“That’s right,” rasped Trent. “We want to take a shower with you, and we’re going to massage you under the water ... with our dicks that is. You think you can handle that sweetheart? That kind of sopping, internal massage? “
He was so fucking crude sometimes. The thing about Trent was that he always got straight to the point. All of the girls thought that our front-man was smooth. In all honesty, he was far from it. But somehow, being a perverted bastard worked for him.
Because the sugary, plump angel wanted it and she wanted it bad. The girl stood with her back to the door, hand on the handle like she wanted to escape. I knew better, though. She wanted to stay with us. The eighteen-year-old virgin craved a massage from three alphas. Her erect nipples didn’t lie.
I looked at the guys, acting on cue. Slowly, the three of us began crowding in on Katy. She looked confused at first, but also intrigued. I could smell her fascination, musky and sweet.
“Come on,” Nick said. “We have the perfect place in back.” He jerked his head towards the bathroom.
“Only your pretty skin and smooth hands can calm me down. I usually get like this after a show. We all do. I know you can take care of us. You just need to relax, sweetheart,” Trent rumbled. “You want us, don’t you?”
I brushed my thumb over her parted lips, and the pink gloss came off on my finger. My joystick spurted from the sudden image of her mouth on my dick. That lip gloss would be smeared all over my hard fuck pole as she suckled it for more cream.
“Come on, baby,” was my raspy entreaty. “It’ll feel good, I promise.”
And Nick smoothed a hand down the sweet filly’s back, nudging her towards the bathroom. I walked backwards, confidently watching the girl we craved. She couldn’t stop looking at us, one after the other, eyes wide.
Because shit, the female was obsessed with us just like we were obsessed with her.
“I don't...I don't know anything about this kind of massage,” Katy stammered. “I used to give my high school boyfriend massages on his legs after gym class,” she said slowly. “He had a condition where touch helped.”
“This massage won’t be like that, Kitty-Kat,” I rumbled, amusement in my eyes. “The only condition we have is that you enjoy every second of it.”
Our eyes were glinting with excitement now.
“We'll take care of you. We'll take care of everything,” Nick insisted. “This is for you.”
And soon, we hit the bathroom in back. It was luxurious for sure, cavernous with echoes. Spotless, storm gray tile everywhere. Gleaming fixtures, all brand new. They must have pulled out the stops remodeling this place.
I stepped into the shower, where there were three wide shower heads above, another three at waist level and a hand-held shower head in each corner.
Yep, there was no luxury like a fully decked out bathroom.
It was perfectly built for play.
My balls throbbed.
Oh shit. Oh yeah. Fucking Katy in here would be amazing. I could just imagine myself shoving my dick into her sweet ass while she sucked Nick off. That wasn’t what was on the agenda, though. It was too early still.
“Come here, Kitty-Kat,” Trent beckoned.
Our girl moved towards him as if mesmerized. Her tits swayed and that ass rocked from side to side. Oh yeah, Katy was a fucking wet dream that had come straight into our lives.
“Arms up.” Trent instructed.
She lifted her arms above her head, tits tilting high and juicy. My mouth watered as I looked at the other guys.
Can we fuck her now already?
My dick was practically begging for it.
Nick shook his head. She was a virgin. It wasn't the right time.
Fine.
Because we could still have fun with her while breaking the filly in. Trent pulled off our angel’s shirt, and then Nick got to his knees, peeling off her pants. Trent stared as Nick shoved his face into the plump crotch for a sniff. I couldn’t help but smirk. My bros were dirty bastards.
Katy shrieked, eyes wide, while grabbing Nick’s shoulder, clearly stunned by the sensations.
But we all saw how the woman opened up her legs to get more of his nose and mouth on her snatch through those pretty lace panties.
God, I love how she always makes her pussy look good. Tits too. Our buxom queen has good taste.
But tonight, it was all about skin. Unsnapping her bra, I pulled the thin lace from her arms while Nick dragged those lace panties down her legs.
“Damn, your cunt smells good!” Nick breathed into her crotch again and this time her gasp of pleasure was loud and cock-rocking.
I bet she would scream the house down with our dicks deep in her.
Because shit, she was gorgeous.
Huge breasts, wide hips, and thick thighs that I could practically feel tightening around my head. She looked nervous as all hell but that pussy was wet and gleaming for us, the lips swollen and ready to savor our cocks.
“You want us, don’t you?” I growled the question at her although the answer was obvious. “You want us to feed you our dicks and get you dirty and wet with spunk.”
Her chest heaved with every word I spoke. She didn’t have it in her to respond, but that wasn’t necessary. We could do the dirty talk.
“You'd love it if I jerked off on your tits, wouldn't you?” Trent whispered harshly, yanking his jeans open.
And Katy gasped then, unable to tear her eyes from his cockpole. Because it was fucking huge, out and proud, ready to play.
“You don’t have to speak. We know what you want,” Nick soothed, stepping out of his boots and jeans. Like me and Trent, he was going commando—nothing but skin under all that designer denim.
“You want to suck me down your throat and lick the head of my dick until I cum?” he added slyly. “Then watch me pull out and splatter my semen all over your face? You'd look real good like that. Do you want that, Katy girl?”
God, I can already picture it.
She’d look beautiful with our semen massaged into every inch of her pretty skin. Almost too excited, I got naked fast.
“Mason!” Katy stared at our dicks, shock and nervousness all over her face. “Trent! Nick!”
Yes, I know sweetheart. We’re huge.
“Don’t worry, Katy baby. You’ve never seen cocks like this before, right?” I grabbed my thick shaft and stroked from balls to tip. Fat and wide and bulging with veins, it was as wide as her wrist and as long as her forearm. Worry was written on our beautiful plaything’s face.
Her eyes darted to Trent's crotch then Nick's, the caramel pools growing even wider.
But we didn’t give her a chance to feel scared.
“Now get in the shower like a good girl,” Trent instructed. “Git,” he grunted, slapping her ass.
She did, and we followed, our meat straight up and pointing at that curvy female. I could feel her gaze, wide and astonished.
We were all about the same size, fat and thick enough to make a virgin nervous. Hell, Alpha Prime made lifelong whores nervous. The three of us would never hurt her, though—unless she wanted us to.
“Oh, God,” Katy whimpered. Her voice echoed around the large bathroom, but the female was damn excited. Her bare pussy was dripping like mad, ready to suck us in.
“That’s right,” Trent growled. “Our size is too big to take in one go, so we need to get you stretched first.”
“That’s why we go slow with our girls,” Nick said. “Especially virgins like yourself.”
He held his fuck-stick in a huge fist, swiping his thumb back and forth across the dripping head. I was a little annoyed with him for using the V-word when it obviously made her uncomfortable.
Fortunately, our girl is better than that. She swallowed heavily, but it didn’t scare her off.
“We’ll get to the grand finale eventually,” Trent chuckled. “But for now, just relax okay? We’re just going to take care of you in other ways.”
And Katy licked her lips while watching the slow back and forth movement of Nick’s giant thumb, spreading his semen around the glans. It was only a matter of time before he stuck that massive schlong into her sweet pussy and ass. She was going to love it for sure.
“We’re going to help you get used to it,” was my soothing growl. “We’re not going to put it in you tonight. This shower with us is about helping you get relaxed and prepped.”
I grabbed my dick hard, squeezing the base of my own fuck-stick.
It hurt to not be inside of her, but only in the best way possible. I was so eager to bury myself in her tight little snatch. But it would be better to wait. We were stoking the flame for later. When she was ready, the three of us wouldn’t have to stop all the time to stop the ache. We had made that mistake before. Preparation was important.
“Yeah, we're gonna get you ready,” Trent smirked, wrenching on the water. It was cold at first, so he turned up the heat, getting it good and steamy inside.
I grabbed the complimentary shower gel and a bath sponge. It looked like the cheap shit, but none of us cared. We weren’t there for any luxury except Katy’s sweet, soft body.
“Here you go, babe. Soap us up. Get used to how we feel in your pretty little hands.”
Because this is one way to induct the newbies. Let her touch. Let her feel, and get used to your girth and size.
Trembling, the girl grabbed the shower gel and sponge before slowly reaching towards us. Oh fuck yeah. The sponge was wet, her hands questing. The hot water felt nice running down my face, through my hair, and down my chest and back. Still, it couldn’t compare to the sensuous fingers of a beautiful woman.
“Come on, baby,” Nick encouraged, his voice a soft rasp.
The water dripped down Katy’s sexy tits, her soft belly, and over her smooth pubes.
God, she’s fucking gorgeous.
Katy approached me with the sponge, unsure what to do at first. Her movements were tentative and shy, the implement skimming over my hard muscles.
But my cock jumped and jerked with every touch of her hand on my skin.
This girl is giving me goose-bumps on the first go, I noted abstractly. That’s never happened before.
And when she turned from me to give Nick and Trent the same treatment, they shared my problem. Low, masculine groans filled the bathroom, swelling with volume. Bashfully, then with growing confidence, Katy stroked our dicks, one after the other with the soapy sponge.
Aw shit. This girl had us wrapped around her finger.
“Is this okay?” she asked, batting thick, wet lashes at us.
The female was at my feet, water falling over those dark locks. Ringlets were plastered to her head, those big breasts glistening under the water. I gripped my dick hard to stop myself from shooting.
Not yet. Not yet.
She had to feel what she was doing to us.
Meeting Trent's eyes through the steam, I nodded. The water shimmered over his hard chest, those sapphire eyes burning through the vapor like a beacon of light. And slowly, he fisted his dick and rubbed the hard pole down her neck.
Her soft mouth dropped open and she panted a little, reaching back to stroke his dick with a naked hand. All the while, the beauty massaged my cock with the soapy sponge.
I would have sworn she’d done it a thousand times before if I didn’t know better.
“Mason, you're so big!” she gasped, stroking faster now.
I groaned, balls growing tight with each movement of her warm hand.
“Slow down baby. I want your mouth. You need to get used to our size, and we’re ready for phase two.” Because it was time for more. Plucking my dick away from her, I grabbed the sponge and tossed it aside. Then, I dragged her hand back towards it—skin-to-skin. “Here, feel with your hand, Katy baby.”
Shyly, her fingers glided over the thick veins and helmet head of my cock as she stared.
“Like this?” came her soft whisper.
My manhood spurted pre-cum. I wanted to fuck her until she couldn’t take it anymore.
But Trent shook his head, wordlessly reminding me that it wasn’t time yet. Moving closer, he gripped his massive cock, the pole dripping steadily with pre-cum, sticky and clear. And slowly, the motherfucker spread it down her cheek just as Nick seized a lock of Katy's hair, gently pulling her head back.
“Open your mouth, baby.”
She opened immediately and he smeared his pre-cum over her parted lips. It was a sticky white lip gloss that only nature could create. Her eyes were wide open and she gasped a bit, new to this kind of depravity.
But soon Katy was on it. Her eyes begged for more, head jerking a bit as she chased his cock, trying to catch it with her lips.
I watched in amazement.
Shit, this was our type of slut.
So eager to suck.
Nick chuckled, although it had to be killing him not to be in that hot, sweet mouth of hers. Watching our goddess, virginal but begging, turned us on more than anything we’d ever had before.
I grabbed the back of the female’s neck.
“If you're not gonna give her what she wants, then I’m more than happy,” was my grunt.
Katy stared at me, ready for a second gift. And I didn’t hold back. Moving as fast as lightning, I shoved my dick into her mouth.
Her eyes bugged out for a moment.
Her cheeks bulged, crammed full to the max.
But there was an unmistakable female grunt of pleasure. Our girl sounded like she had just won a prize at the fair. Oh yeah, Katy loved being here, kneeling in the shower, touched on all sides by three cocks streaming come.
And we were the ones that were lucky. Because how often do you meet a virginal slut? One who can’t get enough during her first time?
Hell yeah.
This was the rock star life. She hummed with pleasure around my cock.
“God, look at her. Look how she loves sucking my dick already,” came my rasp.
Carefully, I shoved it deeper into her mouth, watching those caramel eyes widen with astonishment. It was obvious that she loved it. Impressive, to say the last. Because taking my shaft all the way down her throat couldn’t have been easy. It took a lot of practice most times.
But not with Katy. This little girl had swallowed me whole within seconds.
“You're so good, baby,” I crooned. “So fucking good,” I rasped as the sweet heat of her mouth engulfed me.
And the little whore went for it then. With my cock in her mouth, she reached out and grabbed blindly for Nick's cock. The natural pro managed to keep me satisfied while rubbing his giant dong up and down. First, across was her throat, then down between her breasts.
“Oh yeah,” Nick moaned, bending over to give her access.
He was in heaven, just like Trent and I were.
Because our front-man, ironically, had moved behind her. The alpha had lifted her up from her knees so that that jiggly ass tilted upwards, bent over at the waist so she could keep sucking and licking my dick. Good, because I didn’t want it to end.
Trent's fuck-stick fell away from her tits and he grunted, moving back and groaning with pleasure while she grabbed his dick. Our incredible little eighteen-year-old was jerking it with both hands while sucking me. It was a sight to see.
Our little angel of a whore.
Damn, she was good. A fast learner too.
“You're doing so good, Kitty-Kat,” I rasped encouragingly. “So good.”
She pulled away for a moment, popping my dick out of her mouth. Shit, the length emerging from those pink lips was so fucking nasty, glistening and huge with veins along both sides.
“Really?” the girl panted, eyes raised towards me.
Why did you stop, Katy?
I nodded.
“Don’t talk, baby girl. Not until we’re finished. Not yet, sweet thing.”
She listened and gently pressed her lips against my glans before slowly swallowing it once more. Oh fuck, it was so nasty watching that giant pole edge down her throat.
Meanwhile, my guys were having fun too.
“God damn, your ass is hot,” Nick grunted with awe. “I can't wait to fuck it.”
But before Katy could get scared, he rubbed her pussy from the back and she gasped around my cock, gagging a bit. Water got into her eyes, and our princess pulled off once more, choking and blinking.
“Poor baby,” Trent growled. “Let me give you something to make up for it, sweetheart.”
He moved her body, full and gorgeous, and helped her to bend over with those small palms flat against the slick floor, ass sticking up. Trent knew what he was doing. Even watching made me stiffen. Her pussy dripped steadily as she moaned and begged.
“More, please! I need you so bad!” Water dipped down her face as that mouth begged for more. “Are you going to fuck me now?”
“No, baby,” I told her. “Not tonight, right guys?”
It was a soft reminder that no one was to enter the girl. We’d made an agreement.
But behind her, Trent slapped her pussy with his fat dick.
“Oh!”
It made a big and meaty clap in the bathroom, echoing back and forth.
“Turn your head, baby.”
She listened and whispered, “Like this?”
As soon as the question fell from her lips, I shoved my cock into her mouth and smirked. “Just like that, sweetheart.”
She took it like a champ, instantly sucking me like she didn’t ever want anything else but me in her mouth. That was it.
“Suck yeah, baby,” I growled. “Use all that suck force.” I fucked her mouth as she eagerly took every inch.
Heaven.
Katy mewled happily then and wriggled back against Trent’s dick. Oh yeah, the virgin was trying to suck it into her pussy like a dirty whore. I smirked at Trent over her bent back. He grinned at me and slapped her pussy again with that hot rod.
Katy yelped and moaned with bliss before taking even more of my cock into her mouth. I was big—bigger than most chicks were used to, but she didn’t hesitate. Choking, our little champ kept going, slobber and spit and cum dripping down her chin as her eyes shut in ecstasy. Light mascara ran down pale, supple cheeks. If it were one of our fan-girls, there would be a lot more makeup to smear.
When she choked again, I pulled back, but with a groan she grabbed my meat and yanked me deeper into the smoldering heat of her mouth.
Hell yeah! This is what it’s all about.
My balls tingled with impending cum. It was too soon, but she was so good. My dick rocked on the edge of shooting down her throat, almost unable to take it anymore. It felt so fucking good. Too damn good. She needed to go slower.
I pulled out, teasing her lips with the fat head of my meat. The little girl licked her lips, hungry for more. And slowly, I eased it back in. Just an inch, little by little. Oh yeah, that’s how you settle down.
Or not.
Because the brunette was so good at this. She sucked delicately, then hard, then delicately once again. Without even meaning to, the girl swallowed me whole, the entire ten inch shaft disappearing between her lips.
In pure ecstasy, I cried out.
Fuck.
Our generous little virgin was gonna make me cum. She was working Trent’s dick with her hand as she sucked my cock with Nick slapping his heavy dick against her wet, dripping twat.
Oh yeah. The situation was exactly what we agreed upon. Nick didn’t go inside. He just kept slapping the wide head of his cock against her dripping hole. I could hear every meaty smack as the girl moaned with my dick in her mouth.
Please God, never let this end.
But we were too excited. She was too ripe, too irresistible.
“I’m gonna come,” Trent grunted, chest and abs tight, dark streaks across his cheeks. “Katy baby, I’m gonna come.”
And with that, my buddy erupted. He shot his load all over her slit, splash after splash of jizz flooding over sweet folds. It was nasty for sure, hot white drizzling all over those plump pussy lips.
“Ah!” she gasped around my cock, shaking uncontrollably. Her hand slid over the tiles, the other one jerking and squeezing Nick's dick like a machine.
“That's right, baby,” Nick encouraged with a deep groan. “That's right. Squeeze my dick. I wanna cum all over your hand. Squeeze me, baby. Oh yeah.”
And right on cue, his dick started to squirt.
But Katy was fast, pulling back with a start.
“No, please. Come on my pussy! I want to feel it all over me! Please. Mark me with your semen, I belong to you.”
And although he'd already unloaded on her hand, Nick moved quickly behind her, stroking his dick to get the last of the jizz out. He spurted again, this time all over her pussy, giving her exactly what she wanted.
Joy was evident in Katy’s expression.
This is what it’s all about. This is why we have a band—for girls like this.
Because the brunette cried out with happiness and gulped me once again, going at my cock like a fucking vacuum cleaner. Spit dribbled from the corners of her mouth and down her chin as pre-cum leaked from her lips.
Shit! Tight balls! It’s close!
And then a lighting strike of orgasm slashed through my body.
“Suck me, sweetheart!” was my hoarse cry. “Aw, fuck!”
Because Katy was too good at this. She milked me hard with that sweet mouth, a hoover gone mad.
And the sound of her suckling, as well as the wet slap of Trent’s meat on her pussy, threw me over the edge.
This was fucking dirty.
So nasty.
But so hot.
The grunts, groans, and muffled screams built in the dressing room bathroom, becoming a non-stop musical. Katy sucked me hard, pulling back to breathe before diving in again for another go. Over her bent back, I saw Trent rubbing her clit hard with his cockpole. And Nick just kept spurting jizz on that big ass.
And then it happened.
Our girl came.
It was beautiful, like watching a volcano erupt.
That pussy clenched once, hard, before dissolving into spasms.
“Unnf!” she screamed, eyes wide, voice muffled by my giant monster. “Unnf, unnf!”
Because shit, that pussy was flexing like none other. It snapped and clamped, trying to catch dick inside. But even without a hot pole crammed deep, it was good.
“Unnnf!” she screamed again, big tits swaying as her rump shook. “Unnf!”
I could tell that Nick and Trent could barely hold back. My buddies stared at her clamping pussy like ravenous men, dying to put their dicks inside.
But no. The shower was all about her.
And I wasn’t done yet either.
“God damn, girl,” came my raspy heave, jets of sperm still pumping down her throat. “Fuck fuck fuck. When you come, the suck force is even harder from your mouth.”
Because this girl was amazing. Hands down, absolutely the best we’d ever had. And I hadn’t even put my dick in her pussy yet.
Shit.
Panting, I pulled back slowly then. Katy’s eyes were dazed. My cream dripped from her open mouth. Her hands were pale with Nick's cum, ass splattered white with two men’s jizz. Oh yeah, the shower had made our girl dirty.
And the female’s eyes blinked slowly, looking from one massive male form to another.
“How does this keep happening?” Her chest heaved, pretty nipples still hard. “Why me?”
The answer was simple.
“Because you’re incredible, baby,” I growled, kissing her neck. “Come on. We’ll go get you clean. For real this time. Upsy-daisy sweetheart. It only gets better from here on out … I promise.”
And with that, it was back on again.