ECLAN WATCHED ME as I clawed myself free from my clothes. The sparks in his eyes could have lit a forest fire.
“Is this what you were imagining?”
Dragging off my sodden panties, I was unsteady. “Imagining when?”
He came close. “After the Germans first came to our hotel suite, you remember? They came to talk about the job. We weren’t expecting them, but they thought we were all signed up.”
“They banged on the door.”
“They banged on your door, that’s for sure.”
“Declan. You know you two are all I care about.”
His grin was incendiary. “Us, yes. I know that.” He slapped her ass, “Us and getting the most outrageous fucks you possibly can.”
“Dec…”
“After they left the suite that morning, I wasn’t sure Liam or I were going to get out alive.”
“It’s you…”
He reached between my legs. Bolts like lightning shot through me as his hand scraped through my slit. Lifting his cupped hand, he licked his fingers and sighed. “Darling, you could make a cake with that. If you could bake enough of it in cherry pie, you could achieve world peace in an afternoon.”
I licked his fingers. I wanted to argue some more. He saw it. He reached down again. With my ass in his hand, he bent me backward. “Don’t try to deny it,” he chuckled. “You’ve enough heat down there to power California and you’d still have some left for Oregon.”
I pouted. “You are evil.”
“I am?” His eyes popped wide. With a grin he lifted me by my ass. My head bent against the low ceiling, so he crouched, then knelt. But he still heaved my thighs up to his shoulders. And my pussy to his mouth.
I was so sensitive there already, as soon as he sucked on my clit my thighs slammed together on his head.
He growled, “There’s my little bird of paradise.” And his tongue plunged into me and flipped me into convulsions. Gunner knelt behind me. I laid my head back to kiss him, but I couldn’t reach. Instead he gave me his hand. I sucked on his fingers. When Declan’s tongue rocked me too hard I bit on Gunner’s finger. He pulled back my head and stroked my throat, all the way down to my breasts.
All the while, with his other hand, he rubbed the length of his cock against my ass.
Horst and Liam stood glistening in the low light on either side of me. Their proud cocks stood hard about level with my face. I licked my lips.
Declan pulled back and said, “No, this is going to give me cramps in my arms.”
“Am I too heavy?”
“Never that, my love.” He took another mighty suck on my mound and my clit and I felt like all my insides erupted. I hardly heard him when he pulled back to say, “I’m just at too awkward an angle.”
“I’ll just get on all fours,” I told them. “Then you can all take whatever you want.”
“My god,” Gunner said, “You’re beautiful.”
“She’s a fucking miracle,” Liam agreed.
Declan sat reclining in front of me. “While you make up your minds,” I told them, “I want this.”
It seemed a long time since I tasted his cock. I reached for him, grabbed a hold and wasted no more time. He was already salty sweet. Pulses buzzed and sang. I gripped him and pulled him to me as I leaned toward him. My eyes flicked up to his. The men crowded around me, closing in. Getting ready to slide Declan into my mouth felt so much like coming home. I knew that if I touched my bean now, I’d set it off right away.
I wiggled my ass as Gunner took a hold of the two mounds. Horst came to kneel on one side of me, Liam on the other. Declan leaned forward. He plunged his hand into my hair. I slid his cock over my tongue. It scraped the roof of my mouth as I pushed it up. The tip of my tongue traced the seam at the underside. I loved that I knew him so well. Even so, each time, he was slightly different. This time, I felt nothing but the taste of his urgent, lethal love as he slipped into my mouth.
Liam slapped my ass, “Getting straight down to business. Our queen of the maypole.”
“Queen on my pole, that’s for sure,” Declan shoved in against the back of my throat. Gunner rubbed his long fingers over my wet petals. My hips bucked. Liam slapped my ass again.
Horst reached to grab and fill his two hands with my breasts. My back arched and flexed. I ached for a thick cock to stretch and fill my pussy. My ass rolled and rocked against Gunner’s fingers. I was hunting for the head of his cock.
He held my hips and slid against me. Finally, the back ridge of his hard shaft was sawing against my lips. It buzzed on my clit and made me jump. He pulled me onto him, still only pushing the head into my needy wetness. It was driving me mad.
He dragged it up and down the length of my slit. He shoved it hard at the top of the opening, right behind the base of my clit. Then he flicked it in and out.
Gasping in a roar, I dragged my mouth off the hard comfort of Declan’s cock. “Gunner, will you please fucking fuck me, for fuck’s sake!”
Gunner laughed.
Distractingly, it occurred to me that at that moment I sounded like Liam more than myself. Then I buried Declan’s cock back into my mouth and buried my face in his groin. He popped over the back of my tongue and into my throat. Then I wasn’t distracted any more.
Gunner teased my pussy some more. My ass shook like an angry cat. His thumb slipped inside me. If I could have snapped my pussy shut tight enough to bite him I would have. When he put his head back against me, I just backed onto him.
Declan was still in my mouth and I had a hold of his balls, so he came along with me. I knew he wouldn’t mind. Declan likes it rough. Almost as rough as I do. I’d love to tell him how rough I like it, but that would spoil it.
The rush as Gunner penetrated me made me gasp hard. Declan enjoyed that. I impaled myself hard on Gunner’s cock and it felt like I was being split by a pointed wooden stake. I ground into his pelvis and held there. The rush spun through my nerves like a tsunami.
Gunner’s hips rocked. His width scraped down my channel. I pushed my mouth harder onto Declan’s hard staff. My eyes clamped shut. The sides of my fists beat against his hip bones. All of my body clenched and flexed in hammering waves. Bursts of sensation splashed through me.
Gunner lifted my ass. I pivoted up, still keeping Declan tight in my wet throat. Gunner fucked me. His fat cock drilled deep inside me. Declan gripped my hair as he began to rise up onto his knees. I moved back, put more weight onto Gunner. He slapped my ass and made me jump. And he fucked me harder.
Liam and Horst knelt on either side of me. I grabbed at both of their cocks. Somehow I wanted all of them in me at once. I pulled hard on the hot, rigid flesh. When I went to move my mouth off to suck on Liam, Declan gripped my hair. “Oh, not just yet, Missy.” His cock throbbed hard. He slid it in, long, firm and deep.
Declan pushed all the way in, till his balls slapped on my chin. I sucked. To make my throat work on him, I swallowed. He swelled at the base. I moaned. The vibration went through him. He pumped.
Deep in my face, deep enough that the tip of my tongue reached to tickle his balls, deep enough that my lips were wrapped around the base of him, he was deep enough to pump the rings of swelling past my lips, through my mouth and into my throat. His hot bolts of smoky cum splashed into my neck.
My eyes squeezed shut and I moaned. Dripping hair clung around my wet face. Cum and saliva dribbled out around my lips. Gunner shouted as he pummeled me from behind. I gripped onto Liam and Horst and pulled with all the rhythm I could make. I was eager to get them into me, too.
When I’d licked and sucked Declan dry, I looked at his face. That picture of the woozy, sleepy aftermath of rage in his eyes would keep me warm and buzzy for a long time.
I got up and turned to Liam. When I looked in his eye, he knew immediately what I wanted. He pulled me close. Kissed and stroked my wet face. Called me “Darling,” and he told Horst, “She’s going to want a drilling up the ass. You think you’ll be up to that?”
Horst said he was, and he moved up fast behind me. Liam’s cock pushed up underneath me and burred along my dripping channel. I seized his face and kissed him hard. He lifted me by my thighs. I watched the curl of his lips as he lowered me onto the head of his cock. He locked into my open pussy. Breath gushed out of me and I kissed him again as he penetrated me.
The hardness of his thighs as my ass slapped against them made me surge inside.
Horst rubbed my ass with something, probably butter from the snack tray. Something that helped it relax anyway. He put in a finger while Liam fucked me. Then another. Gunner stood by and sucked on my breast. Horst shoved his cock into the opening of my ass. I almost smacked his nose with the back of my head as it flew back.
Horst sawed in deeper and Liam reamed me at the front. I gasped and my head beat against the roof of the little plane as my neck swung from side to side. “Oh, baby cakes,” Liam groaned. “It may be easier and less hazardous, Horst, if one of us lies down.”
“I guess,” Horst’s mind seemed like it was up my ass, like his cock.
“I’ll lie on my back, Horst.” I thought that Liam was putting it simply for him.