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Chapter 17
Cherry
What did Cinderella say to Prince Charming?
“Want to see if it fits?”
They surround me, and my soaked clam trap is pulsating at the idea of them fucking me.
Brad strips off and pushes me further up the bed, lying between my spread legs with a seductive grin on his face.
He stares at my exposed devil’s pocket with nothing short of primal hunger in his eyes and lowers his mouth over my bearded clam, devouring it like it’s his own personal aphrodisiac.
“Fuck Brad,” I moan, grasping at his shaggy blonde hair roughly and pulling him closer like I could pull him into me to fill this emptiness I’m feeling.
Braylen tips his head to the black leather chair in the corner of the room to Jacob, who happily obliges and flops into the seat with a groan.
Macon steps forward, filling my line of sight with chiseled abs and a body that could rival the Mona Lisa in an exhibition.
I know what I would want to look at.
Hint – it’s not the Mona Lisa; it’s the man who can make me mona lotsa.
“Do you need something to fill that pretty little mouth?” Macon suggestively asks, wiggling his perfect eyebrows at me.
“Yes, please.”
He flexes his cock at me, making it bob up and down like a rubber duck in the bathtub, and I lick my lips in anticipation of tasting him.
So far, I’ve not touched any of the guys, all of them being focused on my pleasure, and while I’m loving it.
I’m a fucking slut for giving a suckjob to a monster cock.
My lady bits fucking quiver when Brad inserts a meaty finger between my meat flaps, and I moan as he works them in and out of me.
“Such a good little whore. Your little vacuum coochie is just suctioning his fingers into your tight little cunt, but it’s not enough for you, is it?” Braylen teases his fingers over my sensitive nipples, tweaking them until I’m gasping for air from all the sensations rolling through my body at once.
Macon shoves his cock forward, taking full advantage of my mouth being open, and I gag around him as he hits the back of my throat with such force I swear it’s going to bruise.
“Give him some of that hawk tuah baby. Spit on it,” Jacob coaches from the corner of the room.
I do as I’m told and spit on Macon’s stiff penis and pull it back into my mouth, my hand enveloping the base of his steely length just as Brad hits my sweet spot with his tongue and fingers.
“Fu-” I mumble around Macon’s shaft, my back arching off the bed as Brad works me over the edge.
My other hand scrambles for something to grab onto, and Braylen’s strong hand envelops mine, leading it to wrap around his thick veiny cock.
“Fuck just like that, my Angel. Work my cock.” Braylen groans low and throaty as I work him with my hand. Brad pulls his fingers from inside of me with a sloppy pop,and Macon fucks my throat like I’m his own personal blow-up doll.
Macon pulls back away from my throat and strokes himself lazily, and I pout from the loss of the taste of him on my tongue.
“Eyes on me, Pookie. I want your full attention while I slide my cock into your perfect vagina,” Brad says, holding my legs open and baring me to the room.
I can feel a draft swooshing up my hollowed chamber, but I make no move to cover myself, loving how all of the men's eyes that are staring down at me turn ravenous at the sight of my pink wizard’s pocket.
I’ve never felt wanted like this – desired.
And I feel powerful as they lick their lips in anticipation of what’s about to happen next.
