Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 56269 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56269 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
“Fuck,” he grunted, face buried in her snatch. “Fuck fuck.”
“Ohhh,” moaned the girl, lying back once again, twisting and turning mindlessly on the carpet. “Oh oh oh!”
“My turn,” rasped Tyler then. “Damn, I gotta get some of that candy.”
And in a flash, he was crouched between Katie’s thighs, sliding his tongue up her pussy as well. Sure enough, the billionaire’s eyes bulged, going wide as his lips hit that barrier. Because our little girl is for real, no fakes, nothing but honey. His mouth ran against that sweet tissue, sampling, stroking, licking, rocketing her to the heavens and beyond.
Because it was too much. Katie is an untested girl, a sweet, innocent female. And the reality of three men worshipping her body, taking turns burying their mouths in her snatch shot her over the edge until she careened into space, hurtling through the air while screaming like a banshee.
“Unnnnh!” came a wail, torso twisting as her boobs trembled, cunt pulsing madly. “Oh god, unnnnh!”
And that spurred Tyler on. His tongue became a thing of fury, licking madly against her hymen, caressing that vaginal canal.
“Let go,” he commanded roughly between her legs. “Let go and shower us with that juice.”
Because it happened. Katie twisted once more in our arms, mindless to anything but the ecstasy pulsing through her cunt. And suddenly, a clear stream of fluid jetted from her vag, hitting Tyler on the chin before he backed off, the waterworks on full display.
Because Katie is a squirter. Oh yeah, the sweet brunette, despite being innocent, was juiced to the max with the ability to spray. And like a firehose, the clear liquid erupted from her cunt, flying five feet in the air before dropping all over her tits and stomach, splattering on the pure white flesh.
“Unnnh!” she screamed again, spasms wracking that sweet puss, liquid flying like an automatic sprinkler.
And Tyler, Mason and I are dirty motherfuckers, the worst of the worst. Because we couldn’t let the fireworks show go untasted. Like hungry dogs, we leaned forward and licked pussy juice off her body, sucking her tits, sampling the goodness that sprang from her cunt.
“Fuck,” grunted Tyler, getting a mouthful on the underside of her breast. “Fucking delicious.”
“Filled with vitamins,” rasped Mason, slurping up a pool of juice from her belly button. “Gonna eat it all.”
And as for me? I’m the dirtiest of them all. Positioning my mouth about a foot over her lower body, I opened wide and tried to catch as much spray directly in my mouth. That’s right, I wanted to taste the female cum fountain, to be doused in the goodness that only a woman can provide.
“Shit,” I muttered as warm liquid pelted me, mouth wide open like a shark devouring its prey. “Unnh, fuck this is amazing.”
And that was our first session with the innocent brunette. Because yeah, we sampled Katie’s twat during our buddy’s wedding, watching with wonder as she sprayed her juices everywhere, ravishing the sweet goodness that was all her. Our trip to Bumfuck, Nowhere had suddenly delivered the greatest treasure imaginable. We’d found a virgin who was gonna let us sample her three-on-one style, three hot rods and one juicy snatch. And not only that, but the girl was slutty as hell, spreading her legs and offering us everything.
So yeah, this wedding wasn’t a complete waste after all. There was gonna be more than enough goodness to go around, and as the girl lay before us, exhausted, spent and panting, I took in that creamy fullness once more, appreciating the miracle that was Ms. Evans.
“You ready for more?” my deep voice ran over her like honey. “Because sweetheart, there’s a lot more in store.”
A normal female would have screamed with horror, bolting upwards and grabbing her dress, making for the exits. Who knows, maybe she’d even show up at the police precinct, ready to report a crime.
But this was no ordinary female. Because as that white flesh quivered, Katie eyes slowly focused, caramel gaze limpid, breasts still heaving. But her mouth told the real story. That pink pout parted with the sweetest voice a man can hear.
“Yes Kane. Yes Tyler. Yes Mason. I want more, please.”
And with that, our futures were decided. Because what became a lame wedding trip transformed into something magical and exciting … with Katie’s tempting body as the prize.
CHAPTER SIX
Katie
Pushing any thoughts from my head, I stumbled into the house.
Get rid of this green dress, my internal voice spoke. It’s vomit gone wrong. You’re doing everyone a favor.
So after flicking the switch on the gas fireplace, I shimmied out of the outfit and threw it into the flames. Suppressing the urge to dance around the inferno in victory, I stared as the fire consumed the dress.
Good riddance, came the voice. You’re just ashes now. But then again, maybe the dress had done me a favor right? It’d been there during an exciting part of my life.