withdrew
his fingers and lifted one of her legs, hooking the back of her knee with his
powerful forearm. Spreading her wide. A heartbeat later, Eric thrust his cock
into her and she cried out, knowing no one could hear her with the pounding
beat of the club’s music.
“Jesus,” Eric said between clenched teeth. “You are so
fucking tight.” He pulled almost all the way out of her, then thrust back in,
pushing the breath right out of Annabelle’s body. “Goddamn, you feel good.”
Her arms wrapped around his neck as he hammered into her,
fucking her hard, the way she’d begged him to. Thank God Max had a firm grip on
her from behind, because the leg she stood on started to shake. As Eric pumped
in and out of her, she felt her climax build.
“Make me come,” she whispered on a harsh breath. “Oh God,
please. Make me come.”
He did. Her orgasm ripped through her body, making her cry
out again. She was still riding the erotic wave when Max’s hand returned to her
ass. Though he continued to hold her leg up for the most optimal access, the
fingers of his other hand went to work on her anus, rubbing the rim with the
juices from her cunt that still coated his fingers.
When the tip of his cock nudged her small opening, Annabelle
experienced a moment of panic. But Eric kissed her again, as though sensing her
hesitation, and continued to fuck her. Keeping her aroused and making her ready
for Max’s erotic invasion.
She unwrapped one arm from Eric’s neck and reached around
her backside, grasping a cheek and pulling on it, spreading herself a little
wider to accommodate Max. He groaned in her ear.
“Annabelle,” he said, “you’re making me hot.”
She broke Eric’s kiss. “I’m ready,” she said. “Fuck me. Both
of you…fuck me.”
Eric’s thick shaft continued to slide in and out of her
body, pushing deep when he thrust into her, making her moan. Then she felt the
pressure in her ass, followed by a pinching, stinging sensation as Max entered
her. Slowly and carefully. Pain didn’t really register in her mind. She was too
turned-on. Too in need of everything she knew they could give her.
She lifted her ass and pressed back against Max, forcing him
a little farther inside. A sharp grunt fell from his lips.
“Careful, Annabelle,” he warned. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“It feels so good,” she whispered. Even better than she’d
imagined. Her eyelids fluttered closed and she said, “Both of you inside me,
fucking me. My God. It feels so good.”
And Annabelle came again.
Chapter Three
Perhaps, looking back, she’d concede that it’d been greedy
of her to want multiple orgasms before she’d even fulfilled her artistic
commitment to Finn. She really didn’t care. Never before had she experienced
something so blissfully erotic as two cocks inside her body.
Two cocks attached to two extremely hot men, no less!
So when they settled into position, after her orgasms,
Annabelle was sated. Until the bumblebee arrived.
His was the biggest cock of them all.
Annabelle licked her lips in anticipation. This erotic mural
was getting better and better!
Eric and Max had told her Finn had given them each a little
blue pill to keep them hard for the show. They were still stiff inside her
body, since they hadn’t yet given in to their own releases. But they had to
remain perfectly still while Finn positioned them, which made Annabelle crave
them even more, wanting them to move inside her again.
Finn directed the men in front and behind her to grip each
other’s forearms and lean back, away from the “stem” Annabelle’s body created.
Their torsos were arced just so, creating graceful leaves that surrounded the
flower that was Annabelle, who stood on a raised platform between the men so
all three pelvises were as aligned as possible.
Rigging the bumblebee—Jasper, as Finn had introduced him—to
the ceiling took less than a couple of minutes. Apparently being an expert at
wire