this whoosh like the world
is disappearing into some deep well or something and then a sudden
shocking chill that subsides after the first stroke.
I feel it from the tips of my toes to
the ends of my fingers: The firing of all of the nerves in my body
in one go. It rocks me and sends me deep into the warmth of an
amazing trance like state. I lie there on the bed, knowing that I'm
there in that room with three men standing about watching with eyes
like lions on their prey, and moan and groan into the pillow that
is under my right cheek.
My fingers grind up the bedding as he
works on my ass. Strike after strike. Thrust after thrust. He isn't
overdoing it like many men do. There's a patience to him. It says
“I've done this before and I know how this works.” There is truth
in that. My ass is warm and hot and I'm incredibly aroused right
now, but it's not too much. The pain isn't too great, even though
he's big down there. My body slowly tenses in anticipation of what
we all know is coming.
When it comes the men sit and stand up
straighter. Kane mutters a few words of pleasure.
For my part, I scream.
Scream.
Scream.
Scream.
God, it feels so good.
My orgasm is hard and fast. My back
arches up and my head comes off the pillow. I lock eyes with the
wall and let my voice do the talking. My cry is long, drawn out and
wonderful. I drop down in a heap and lie there
breathless.
“ You can
leave.”
It's Rex. He doesn't mean
me.
We sit there quietly. Employer and
employee, maybe a little more, I can never be sure.
“ Did you enjoy yourself?”
he asks.
The man's voice is strong, low and
comfortable. He isn't mad that I came from another man's
dick.
“ It was alright,” I
whisper.
He chuckles.
“ Come here,
Kathy.”
I raise my head, blink and crawl to
the side of the bed.
The floor is soft and only scrapes
against my knees a little. My hips sway left and right as I crawl.
I must be a sight. Cum dribbling down my right thigh. Out of my
ass. Out of my pussy. All the way down my shaven pubic mound. I
must be a sight. But so is he.
It stands long and proud. I wrap my
hands around it.
“ Did that turn you on?” I
whisper to it, not to him.
He grunts and says nothing. His dick,
though, jerks. I take that as a nod of agreement.
Rex takes me by the head and jams his
dick down my throat to the point where I am choking.
So long. So very long. I hold that
pose for so long that I can barely think. My nipples harden. My
eyes haze over. I can feel my pussy clenching.
Then there's air.
Delicious air.
My employer smiles and stands. He puts
his dick to my tongue and runs it over. I taste his pre-cum. It is
thick and musty.
“ I think I'll paint a
picture this time. One that will speak a thousand words. Something
for just you and me to enjoy.”
His hand takes his dick. I've never
even heard of Rex taking care of himself. The man works the flesh
right over my nose. His eyes are on mine. They are steel gray and
like fire. I wilt under them. The man's passion, his natural
sternness, that intensity of his gaze that never fails to leave me
breathless. His lips jerk to the left just once before he lets
bolts of cum down all over my pretty love heart face.
It rains down on me.
In my hair.
Over one eye.
All down my cheeks.
In my wide open mouth.
All over my pink little
tongue.
Covering me.
All over me.
“ Good girl,” he praises,
jerking off one last drop into my mouth. “You got a
lot.”
He takes my cheeks in the thumb and
index finger of one hand, draws up my face and kisses me once on
the lips, a salty kiss but a sexy one too.
Then he leaves me.
Leaves me to realize that even though
I was fucked by three men tonight, only one man truly fucked me. He
fucked my heart with his passion and his desire. My alpha. I will
never be able to get enough of him. Never.
A Heartless Man?
Rex March, slightly
off-kilter but not thrown by it.
I run a hand through my black hair and
stare down the hallway I am