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Even though I feel that fire and electricity building up in my muscles, I keep on sucking the man in front of me until I feel subtle spasms taking over his shaft. Only then do I allow his cock out of my mouth, but I reach for his cock with one hand right away, stroking him furiously.
I’m not the only one about to come: it seems like the three of us are already dangling over the edge, and it’ll only take a tiny little push to send us tumbling down.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD!" I scream, my brain melting inside my skull as a violent orgasm punches and kicks its way into existence. I let go of the cock I’m grabbing and just throw my head back, screaming like a banshee.
The two men stop thrusting as I scream and, the moment I’m capable of moving, I crawl forward and force their cocks to slide out of me. Rolling to the side, I sit up on the floor and then force myself to go up to my knees, gritting my teeth from the effort.
"Now, boys, show me what you got," I whisper, still short of breath, as Aidan and the man with the white mask stand up. The three men line up in front of me, Aidan at the center, and then they start stroking their cocks, their unblinking gaze falling on me.
Wanting to lend a helping hand—well, two hands and a mouth—I lean forward and take Aidan’s cock into my mouth. Moving back and forth over his cock, I grab the other two men’s cocks and start stroking them at the same rhythm I’m sucking Aidan.
I start by feeling Aidan’s cock spasming inside m
y mouth, but then the other two follow suit. The moment Aidan unleashes a raging river of cum inside of my mouth, the other two men start shooting their loads over me. And now the crowd really goes crazy.
Women are clapping their hands, shouting, and screaming so loud that it seems like the whole building is shaking. They’re completely ecstatic, almost as if they are watching the performance of a lifetime—well, I guess they are, now that I think about it.I doubt most of them will ever experience anything like this in their lives.
Aidan fills my mouth in an instant, his cum dripping out from between my lips and going down my skin, blending with the other men’s loads. The moment I pull Aidan’s cock out of my mouth, he starts gushing his load onto my face, and I just stay there, frozen in place as the three of them paint me in white from head to toe.
"Is this crazy enough for you?" Aidan asks me, grinning and breathing hard. The other two men kneel in front of me, and their mouths go straight for my tits. They lift their masks up so that only their mouths are showing, and then they run their lips and tongues all over my skin.
"Yes," I tell Aidan, looking into his eyes as the two men lick me dry. When they’re finally done, they just stand up and walk back to wherever they came from, going so fast it almost seems they vanished in the air.
Standing up on wobbly legs, I place my arms over Aidan’s shoulders and press my cum-coated lips against his. We kiss for a long time, our tongues softly dancing around one another until I forget that I’m standing on a stage in front of hundreds of people.
Right now, there are only two people in my little corner of the universe—Aidan and I.
And that’s just the way it should be.
Abby
Five hundred thousand.
That’s how many copies Big Dick has sold since we published it. All I wanted was to make a comeback, but I ended up becoming one of the best-selling writers in the US. Crazy.
Even though Big Dick’s quick stay at the #1 spot lasted for only a few minutes, it was enough to keep us in the Top 100 for weeks. Which means that I’m no longer a broke and starving writer; now I’m back in the big leagues, babe.
Sure, I have to split all the profit with Aidan, but that’s not a problem. I doubt the book would’ve had this type of success if Aidan hadn’t helped me write it. Besides, it was this collaboration that brought us together. As far as I’m concerned, even if Big Dick had been a major flop, Aidan and I crossing paths would've made it all worth it.
Since that night at Python, we’ve grown closer too. I spend most nights at his apartment now, and I don’t think you need me to tell you what happens every day, do you? Well, I’ll tell you anyway; we fuck until we both collapse, our exhausted bodies glistening with sweat, and drift off to sleep. And then we just do it all over again when we wake up.
Three to five hundred.
That’s how many orgasms I’ve probably had since I met Aidan. And that’s just a rough estimate. Doubt me? Well, aside from all the sex I’ve told you about—where I always end up coming God knows how many times—we end up fucking almost every single day. His body is an drug ... and I’m a serious addict now.
Yeah, you’ve probably heard that before, haven’t you?
I mean, you’re talking to someone who writes romance novels, remember?
But trust me when I tell you, that this man is insane.
Can you believe we’ve even fucked in public? It happened a couple of days ago; we decided to go for a stroll at the beach after an interview on the local radio station, and then I just couldn’t help myself. I reached for his cock, squeezing it until he became hard, and then it was only a matter of finding somewhere private enough. Which we did—hidden from all the beach goers by tall dunes, I hiked my skirt up, slid my thong to the side and rode him hard into ecstasy.
Seriously, it’s crazy. I thought that the urge to have sex started fading away the longer you were in a relationship, but with Aidan it’s just the opposite.
Wait, did I say ‘relationship’?
Yeah, well, I guess there’s no other way around it; we’re in a relationship. But it’s not like it’s official, you know? He isn’t my ‘boyfriend’, and he sure as hell hasn’t proposed. But we spend most days together, we fuck every day and…
