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That's all it takes before they're on me. Scrapper grabs a pillow and slides it under my neck for support while Reaper straddles my chest. His slick hard cock towers over me until he slips back a little, settling just below my breasts. “Got lube?”
Scrapper leans over to get something out of the nightstand, tossing it to Reaper. Something cool and slick drips onto my chest, right between my breasts, and then Reaper's strong hands grip them and press them together around his shaft. It feels wet, dirty, and very sexy as his hot shaft slides through the tight channel he’s created between my breasts. I poke out my tongue and give him a lick when his crown gets close to my mouth.
I don’t see it, only feel it as thick dollops of lube drop onto my pussy and strong fingers get me even slicker than I already was. It’s Mack. Part of me is terrified of his size, but God, I'm so horny for it too. “Slow,” I whisper.
“Not gonna hurt ya, beautiful,” Mack says calmly. “Not unless you want me to.”
Hoooo boy. The thought of all that filling me up makes me shiver with anticipation. His thumb brushes over my clit and I gasp as little aftershocks from my chain orgasm burst outward. There's a tear of plastic, then a moment later something much thicker than his finger is nudging up against my well-lubed entrance.
Scrapper leans in close as Mack presses his thick cock into me. “You’re not the only one who likes to watch.”
Reaper grins, fisting his own cock as he watches my lips open into a wide ‘O’ when Mack’s cock spreads me open, one glorious inch at a time. It’s a slow, teasing process. He presses in, then pulls back, then thrusts forward again a little deeper, a little faster. Each stroke puts more and more of him in me, giving me time to adjust, to let the lube do its work, right up until he's all the way in, and there's no way I can take any more of him.
“So full,” I moan. I just want to lie here and enjoy it for a moment. Then I nod. “Okay.”
He pulls back, almost all the way back out before filling me up again in one long, languid stroke. I let out a throaty groan as he claims me, and it’s not long before we're moaning together as he fucks me with smooth, deep thrusts. I let my head fall back, and Scrapper takes it as an invitation, rubbing the head of his cock against my lips. I suck him in, and Reaper watches, his hair falling down over his face and casting it in shadow as he presses himself back between my breasts. The room fills with the sounds of sex and pleasure. Low groans, quick breathless gasps, and the wet slide of skin against skin. The four of us move together, taking and giving pleasure as it feels natural.
I thought I was done and it was their turn now, but the salty taste of Scrapper, the slick glide of Reaper against my skin and the stretch of Mack inside me, all combine to wind me right back up again. I shut my eyes and drown in feeling, in the pure sexiness of it. There's no way this is a forever thing, and it's probably not even a tomorrow thing, but right now I'm going to enjoy the moment to the fullest and let it all sweep me away. I might never feel something like this again.
I'm not the only one getting close. The guys speed up, getting eager. Scrapper is moving faster and pushing deeper, challenging me as he bumps up against my throat. Each time it happens, I tighten around Mack, and they both groan as I squeeze them at the same time. It's raw, it's primal, and it's going to set me off.
I start moaning, and from the groans Scrapper starts making, he likes the vibrations of it. He fucks faster and I tighten my lips, encouraging him.
It works. Scrapper is the first to come, flooding my mouth with salty cum as his cock flexes with each shot, and he roars deep in his powerful chest. I swallow just as he pulls back and drops back onto the bed with a moan. Reaper takes control, slipping his hands into my hair and tilting my face so he can jerk off hard and fast over the valley of my breasts. He taps his cock against my lips and I open, just in time to lick him and suck the head into my mouth. He snarls like a wild animal and pulls back out with a wet pop before coming all over my chest and neck, his seed burning hot as it spills over my skin.
“Fuck,” he hisses as the last few drops drip out into my cleavage. He rolls off over to the side with a groan, leaving me with only Mack.
His eyes are stormy and his usually calm expression is wild. He reaches forwards and slides a finger through the combination of Scrapper and Reapers cum that clings to my lips and neck before bringing that finger to my lips. I open my mouth and suck it in, wrapping my tongue around the tip.
“You have no idea how fucking hot you look right now,” Mack says with a deep groan. He rolls his hips, and his cock drags along a spot inside me that steals the air from my lungs. I grip the sheets so I don't fly away, and then let the feeling wash over me as I come again.
I think I'm screaming, the sound mixing with Mack's roar as he empties himself deep inside me. I tremble under him, lost in a world of pure pleasure. There are fireworks going off in my head and my skin is so sensitive I think I can feel every little molecule in the air brushing over it. Mack is braced over me, his hands planted on either side of my head, and his eyes are shut. He's breathing, just breathing. Coming back to Earth, just like me.
I finally dare to let go of the sheets and press my palm against his impossibly broad chest. “That was… something.”
He chuckles softly. “Just… something?”
I shake my head, for once in my life I’m at a loss for words.
Reaper laughs. “Fucking glad I lost that bet.”
“Told ya she’d be back,” says Scrapper. He shifts so that he can stroke my breast softly. I draw a sharp breath each time his fingertips brush over my nipples, but he's just playful.
I'm exhausted. “Can I stay here tonight? I promise I just need a shower and some sleep. I won’t cause any trouble.”
“I’ll get you a towel. The bathroom’s over here,” says Scrapper, crossing the room without a shred of self consciousness about being naked. I’m going to need some recovery time, but even so it’s a really nice view.
The TV is black now. At some point the camera feed cut off. I was worried that I would feel awkward after, but I don’t. Reaper, Mack and Scrapper treat sex like it’s the most natural thing in the world, no hang ups, no regrets, just four adults having a good time together. By tomorrow night they’ll probably have moved on to the next lucky girl—and the thought of that does burn a little—but I’m going to tuck this memory away and enjoy it because I have to get back to my real life. This is a night that I'm never going to forget.
Not ever.
6
MILA
Oh, come on, there's got to be something on this drive that I can use. I thought my biggest problem would be getting my laptop to read it, but the drive is fine. It’s me that sucks. “Maybe I’m not cut out for this after all,” I grumble, shoving my laptop away.
“No luck?” Meghan's in the kitchen, fixing pasta. “You've been swearing at your computer for hours now.”
