Hot Buttered Strumpet Read Free Page B

reason, but she couldn’t remember it now because of the shudders of dark pleasure running up and down her spine. She almost cried out with disappointment when Thomas took his hand away. But he soothed her with another quick lick of her clit. “Shush, it’s going to be fine, strumpet,” he said. She didn’t really mind him calling her that. It made her feel wanton and desirable.
    Then Thomas began to deal out orders again, arranging them on the bed. Wren lay in the middle of the mattress now, pulling her over him to straddle his hard shaft. Although his erection was more than impressive, he slipped effortlessly into her greased and juicy passage. His cock was a perfect fit, filling her just tightly enough to send little shivers into her clit and all through her body.
    Lowering herself further on to his shaft, Annie remembered how delicious he had felt in her mouth earlier and smiled down at him. He smiled back up at her, his eyes shining with passion, and reached up to stroke her breasts. She felt a sudden urge to kiss him again, missing his lips on hers.
    She leant forward to do so, but Thomas put one hand on the small of her back to steady her hips. “Hold still.” His cock pressed against her crinkled hole, demanding entrance into her back passage. He had obviously applied a lot of butter to her arse and his cock because the bulging head slipped in with more ease than she would have thought possible. It felt tight but not too uncomfortable at first and she began to think that she might actually enjoy the experience.
    But then he groaned and pushed farther into her and his cock seemed to get stuck halfway up her tight dark passage. When he tried to grind himself into her more deeply she felt impossibly tight, stretched beyond capacity, as though she were being ripped apart from the inside.
    “No!” she cried. “Stop! It’s too much. I can’t take it.”
    “Shush,” came Thomas‘ voice again. “Don’t worry. You can take it. Just relax. Don’t fight it.” He eased himself out a little and she was able to breathe again.
    Wren smiled reassuringly as he reached up to roll her nipples between his fingers and she moaned softly. He pinched both nipples hard. She cried out, a lightning-bolt of pleasure-pain streaking through her breasts, distracting her from Thomas, who pushed himself all the way in with a satisfied groan.
    The two men began a slow rolling of their hips, fucking her in a steady, coordinated rhythm that seemed to stretch her even more with each slow, deep thrust. She was indescribably full, her body mounted on the two huge cocks. Six hands urged her to move with them.
    She hesitantly moved her hips, unable to resist their seductive rhythm.
    Thomas shoved his hard shaft deeper and deeper into her with each thrust while she ground down on Wren’s cock, the two members rubbing against each other through the tight walls of her pussy. Incredible dark pleasure poured through her. She rocked her hips, trying to take them further into her, her body shuddering uncontrollably.
    Her orgasm was just beyond her reach and she tried to make the men go faster, squirming and bucking her hips against them, but Thomas gripped her more firmly from behind and Wren squeezed her breasts lightly to control her movements. Held tightly, she abandoned herself to their rhythm, riding the wave of pleasure that crested within her.
    When they finally picked up the pace, Annie felt a hand on her chin. Robert turned her face to the side and pushed his cock into her mouth. He was almost as hard, if not quite as big, as his two brothers and he matched their rhythm, fucking her mouth in time with the two men thrusting deep into her pussy and her arsehole. He gasped softly while she circled the head of his cock with her tongue.        
    Annie was stretched out, impaled on three cocks, which surged into her with breathtaking force. The pleasure was almost unbearable. She couldn’t take any more. She was certainly going to