going to drain me dry before this night is over.”
In and out, his cock touched and massaged her core.
One of her admirers spoke. “I knew she was a true red. The hair on the cunt never lies. Look at those reddish brown curls.”
The breathy words fluttered across her sex. Now she knew two of her admirers. The one whose mouth lingered over her moist Brazilian cut was Silverman. As her mystery man’s length continued to stroke her deeply, beyond capacity, Silverman began licking her wet folds. Suckling her swollen lips into his mouth. Her hips reared against his attentive tongue.
Squeezing her mystery man’s arm, she drove herself against both men. Demetrius and the other admirer refused to be outdone as they latched onto her breasts, tugging and flicking her nipples.
She was so open. All she could do was take what they gave her. Moreover, she loved every minute of it, thriving on the ardent favor of all four men. Moaning and pleading, she asked for and took on more than she would have believed she could handle. She was consumed. The men gave her no respite, from the three attentive mouths to the enormous cock nuzzling against her G-spot. Delilah ground her body sinuously as they nipped and licked her nipples, flicked and laved her clit and fucked her pussy. Four men feasted on her as if she were an oasis to quench their thirst.
The sound and feel of it all pushed her rapidly toward completion. Her sex, snug and full, clamped down on the cock thrusting in and out of her, causing orgasmic tension to ache low in her belly. Her mystery man and Silverman groaned in unanimous enjoyment as her juices increased. Silverman’s mouth nuzzled her wet lips and suckled her clit. Her heels burrowed into the side of the chair as her mystery man pulled out, only leaving his tip inside. Then he gripped her hips and plunged his thick, long length inside of her. He nestled so deep, she climaxed. Screaming, she released.
“Now it’s my turn, cereza hermosa .”
While her body quivered and shuddered, she found herself on her hands and knees on the floor before her mystery man as he took her deep and hard, giving no mercy. Unashamed, she realized she didn’t want any mercy as she called out, “Fuck me! Fuck me!” Wild and mad, she urged him on, arching her spine lower and taking everything he gave. He stiffened behind her and growled through clenched teeth as he found his release. She reached her peak once again, trembling around him.
Her body wobbling from exertion, she collapsed onto the carpet, panting and in need of oxygen. Before everyone, her mystery man gathered her in his arms and walked out of the room. His lips brushed the center of her forehead as he whispered, “Well done, mi cereza hermosa .”
Her heart was elated at the pride she heard in his voice.
~YH~
She didn’t even want to know how he knew which room was hers. After they entered, he closed and locked the door then laid her on the bed.
“Who are you?” she asked. When this night was over, she would need something more to remember than great sex. She needed a name.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he looked at her for a long moment, his gray eyes unreadable. Then he smiled. “Roberto Sanchez.”
She grinned. “Is that really your name?” She stretched out on the bed.
“Yes, cereza, ” he answered without pausing. His gaze traveled down her body now completely revealed in the bedroom’s overhead light.
“Will you take off your mask?” Regardless of the rules of the night, she had an urge to see him. She wanted to see the face of the man who took her out of herself.
He laughed, his eyes returning to her face. “I don’t think you’re supposed to ask me that.” Roberto’s fingers traced the edge of her mask.
“But I’m asking.” She sat and faced him, removing her own demi-mask.
He cupped her face, his hands sliding in her hair. “You are beautiful. Looking at you takes my breath away.”
She became breathless at his words and did