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My throat is dry.
The men’s shoulders drop lower, their voices get throaty. Arms come out from their sides. I know that I should pull myself free and move away, but all my buzzing nerves want to stay in this scrimmage and mix it up with them. Nerves around my pussy are jangling hot and I’m so wet, even I can smell it.
That’s maybe why I’m surrounded by three flaring pairs of nostrils. As well as three pumping hot, hard and very male bodies. And three fat and swelling cocks.
“Look, Carlo.” As soon as Alessio starts to speak, Carlo’s nose is jammed against his.
“Yeah? Bro?”
Alessio’s lips are tight and his jaw clenches. “I know what this is about.”
“No shit. That’s some next-level insight.” Bruno says. Then, “Which do you think will come first, Carlo, the Peace prize or the Pulitzer?”
Alessio tells them, “We don’t have to be at each others’ throats.”
“No.” Carlo cracks a hollow laugh. “We can just trust you.”
Bruno’s voice drips with sarcasm. “He’ll do the right thing.”
Carlo says, “Good old Lessie.”
Pressed and cornered, Alessio grabs Bruno’s coat.
Carlo holds a fist to Alessio’s face. Bruno seizes Alessio’s collar. Alessio’s face reddens. He says, “This is not all about her, Carlo.”
Bruno’s teeth clench and he snarls, “Oh, no. This all goes way farther back than today.”
“And,” Carlo roars, “it’s a lot deeper than you seem to realize, big bro.”
Alessio lets go of the other men and briefly raises both hands. “Carlo, you can take her. Do what you want.”
“Does that go for me, too?” Bruno growls.
A sudden move, I can’t tell who made it. Legs, arms fists, all join in for a fast, lashing, circular brawl. All three men jostle and strike at each other. Their faces redden and twist. And I’m still in the center.
“Stop!”
At the moment we all freeze, I have Alessio’s mouth on my neck, Bruno’s cock hard against my ass, and for some reason, I find that I have Carlo and Alessio’s cocks in my hands. All of us look into each others’ eyes.
All three cocks are pumping. Rising stiff. All four of us are breathing hard. Four pairs of lips. Parting. Wetting. Waiting. Four pairs of eyes, flashing from one to another. But mostly theirs, to mine.
And me, looking and locking eyes, from one man to another.
“Oh,” Carlo says. “This feels like a moment.”
Alessio’s voice is thick and low, and maybe the twang is a note of resentment, or envy. “It’s your moment, though, Carlo,” he says. “We won’t take that away from you.”
Bruno is more light-hearted. “Although you may have already wet your candle. Nobody would blame you.”
A low moan seems to come from all three men as Bruno says, “She’s hard to resist.” Then, into my ear with his hands on my shoulders, “You’re very hard to resist.” His mouth lifts but his voice is still soft. Mainly to Carlo he says, “You don’t have to resist our little Cinders. And I can’t think of a damned reason you would.”
I feel slutty and wanton as my ass rotates and slips up and down against Bruno’s cock. But I’m squeezing Carlo’s at the same time.
Carlo says, “We haven’t done the deed yet.” His eyes burn into mine, making me spark and crackle inside. “I can’t wait for the moment when we do.”
My heart jumps. He’s saying that he’s going to take my virginity. He wouldn’t do that unless we were going to be together afterward. Would he?
“All things considered, Bruno and I could give you the space. I mean, that’s maybe why you came here tonight,” Alessio looks in my eye. “Right, principessa?”
