Chapter 34

Krista

In an instant, all three of them are on me, devouring me hungrily.

Kisses, nibbles, bites, and hickeys—all on every inch of my skin. My jacket’s quickly tossed from me, leaving me just as I was our first time, though the heels that I’m wearing now are a bit nicer than before, thanks to the sweet guys currently ravishing me.

King nibbles sweetly at my ass while Dylan works at my tits and Simon plunges his tongue hungrily into my mouth. Their hands are all over me, and at this point I don’t care who’s doing what. I’m just reveling in their sweet touch, eager to feel their hard cocks in my hands, on my body, and deep inside me.

I need them to pull every care of my evening away from me and just take me to that special place.

“I need it rough tonight,” I say, bringing involuntary moans of various volumes from each of them.

“I think we can oblige that,” Simon says, smirking.

“The question is,” King begins, “can you handle what we have to offer?”

I scoff at him mockingly, knowing he’ll use that little indignation as fuel for whatever he has in store for me later.

Dylan quickly pushes me to my knees, and in a flash of belts and zippers, I find myself surrounded in a buffet of hard, throbbing, and fantastically beautiful cocks. I grip at each in turn, flicking my tongue out to sample each one before pulling them close together so I can slip my tongue over all three at once.

I savor the manly musk and lovely saltiness of their cocks, taking my time as I lick up and down each one in turn, giving them all equal attention. I could never pick any favorites between the three of them; they’re all beautiful in their own ways, and they all fill me just right, giving me exactly what I need when I need it.

I couldn’t imagine my life, or sex in general, without them any longer.

Even now, here on my knees, they know exactly what I need. They barely let me focus enough to take a breath.

As one cock leaves my lips, another is forced between them, shoving deep into me, pressing hard into my throat before bursting through, and sliding deep until my nose is buried deep in the lovely musk of the cock owner’s groin.

Every time one of them does this, I do my best to nestle my nose into his hair, letting the manly scent flood my senses, driving me to absolute euphoria.

After what could only be moments or hours, I have no way to tell at this point, I feel my head yanked back hard by my hair. I open my eyes and look up to see King jerking his cock right over my face.

I barely have enough time to open my mouth before the first blast of hard cum splatters across my lips and over my tongue. The next rope fires across my face completely, coating from my cheek to my forehead in his sticky juice.

The next two are better aimed, first hitting square on my tongue then finally blasting across my heaving tits.

Simon and Dylan follow suit, jerking across me together as their groans and moans of immanent orgasm echo and run together. I reach up and caress their heavy balls, coaxing as much of their hot cum to boil up as I can manage.

Finally, Simon releases his spray across me, splattering all over my face, and I have to close one eye in reflex, for safety. Not that I mind; I’d swim in the cum of these men if I could.

As Simon approaches his final spurts of cum over me, Dylan joins to finish painting me white. He aims at my tits and chest first, releasing two huge jets of cum, splattering with a splash across my panting chest.

His cum immediately runs down my tits, dripping off my nipples already, as he aims his last few ropes of cum inside my mouth.

I let all three of them pool up their loads in my mouth before I finally swallow, letting them see the lewd mouthful before I savor every single drop they’ve graced me with.

The three of them back away, finally giving me a little room to catch my breath. I smile happily up at them, absolutely giddy at being coated in their cum.

I jump to my feet and make my way over to lean against a nearby wall. I let myself slide against the cool surface until my ass is just inches away from the ground in a lewd crouch, displaying every bit I have to the three of them.

I run my fingers across my body, grabbing my cum-slick tits and pinching my nipples until I yelp out at them. I stare at all three in turn, biting my lip as I scoop up a large glob of cum with two fingers. I trace the fingers down very lightly, leaving only a faint trail of cum as I move lower and lower down my body.

My fingers finally reach my drenched, pulsing cunt, spread wide and dripping for my men to see. I run my cummy fingers up and down my slit, coating my juices with theirs, then part my hot lips to stroke my clit with their cum.

I moan load as I work myself, occasionally reaching back up to grab more of their cum to further lubricate my cunt.

Not that I need it, of course, but there’s something so intoxicating about a masturbation show for three gorgeous men using the cum they just slathered you with, isn’t there? We’ve all been there.

As I feel the cum off my fingers down my slit, I pull back up to get one final large scoop, coating my fingers completely. I slowly inch them back down, staring each of them in the eyes as a sort of tease. I see them lick their lips in anticipation as I rest my cum-soaked fingers on the outside of my entrance, teasing the hole with their cum.

I’m pretty sure I’m teasing myself nearly as much as I’m teasing them with it, and finally my body has had enough.

I shove my fingers deep inside me, sliding both in easily with the fantastic added lubrication.

I moan loud at my own intrusion, and my mind’s at full abandon.

I thrust my fingers in and out of myself deep and hard, pulling back against my G-spot with each stroke inside, my body screaming for the three hard cocks sitting right in front of me but making due with my fingers shoving in as fast as I can manage.

I begin to rock my hips, feeling a familiar wave begin to swell up deep inside me. Without warning, I scream out, yanking my fingers out of me and rubbing my clit furiously. My cunt sprays out, squirting my own fluid and drenching the tile floor in front of me.

All three rush to my side as I collapse against the wall, unable to focus on anything but my clit as my body finishes its final spasms. Their arms wrap warmly around me, lifting me up with ease to carry me to King’s bed.

My eyes roll around as I breathe deep and heavy, and I start to feel the edges of unconsciousness weighing on the corners of my vision.

They lay me down gently on the bed, and as I sigh with a smile, I feel my leg being lifted and a sharp smack on my ass, bringing me back to this world.

“We’re not done with you,” Dillon says.

King walks over with something I can’t quite place in his hand. As he reaches towards me with it, I realize very quickly that it’s a blindfold.