Damn, you feel good, Greta.
She wet her lips, and I had to have a taste. I pushed her leg up and entered her deep, took her by the jaw to hold her still, and wrapped my mouth around hers. Our tongues met. My cock smacked against bone. She threw her head back, cried out, grabbed my ass with both hands, and pushed me deeper in her still.
I gave her a few good thrusts while I tasted her cheek, neck, and shoulder then I pulled out.
I’m the first one to take you tonight, but I’m not going to be the first to come.
I cupped her pussy in my hand and glided my hard cock up her ass, pressing against the rim of her anus. I bit down on the inside of my cheek. Don’t come. Don’t come.
Another donation notification chimed and Erik mounted the bed. I moved over but held on to her leg, keeping her spread for him.
She’s ready, my friend. Give her some of that Swede style.
“I’ve got some friends here,” I said. “They’re paying me a pretty penny to pound that sweet ass of yours. It’s time we put you to work.”
There was little foreplay with Erik. He went right in for the pounding.
I held her head in my lap and massaged her shoulder occasionally sliding my hand up to her cheek where she’d turn and bite down on my finger.
I liked watching Erik fuck her.
I liked watching her get off, but oddly enough, I didn’t like seeing her hands on him, exploring the muscles of his arms, sides, and chest. So, I grabbed her by the wrists, pulled her hands back, and kept them pinned to my chest.
Dalton climbed onto the bed, but Erik wasn’t finished and he wasn’t about to let up. So, Dalton put his mouth to her heaving breasts. He stroked her sides from her hips up to her tits while Erik continued pounding her like a fucking maniac.
Greta tried to pry her hands free, but I held them tight against my chest.
“What do you think you’re going to do with those hands, huh?” I said. I managed to grip both her wrists in one hand then with the other I held her by the jaw. I slipped a finger up to the corner of her lips and let her bite down.
Dalton had mounted her. His cock was between her tits which he grabbed and pressed together. He didn’t have to move much. Greta rocked back and forth with Erik pounding her pussy.
And then Gabriel joined in. He went right for the ass. I knew he would.
“Yeah, fuck her in the ass,” I said to him. “Get your money’s worth.”
Then Cameron came and relieved Erik.
I still held her by the jaw. “Just because I let my friends pound you, don’t forget you’re still mine.” I turned her head and guided her mouth onto my big black cock.
“Show me you know whose girl you are.”
Damn, it felt so good.
Her lips, her tongue working my shaft. I closed my eyes and let go of her hands. I needed my hand free so I could grab onto the bedsheet and try not to come.
When I opened my eyes again—I had no idea how much time had passed—I’d gone to a different place, a different state of consciousness. It wasn’t Gabriel I saw lying at her side but Matty, and it wasn’t Cameron who was pounding her pussy but Dalton.
I shut my eyes again.
Greta pulled her head away. She was moaning too loud to keep sucking me off, which was probably for the best. I didn’t want to come yet and she was making it so hard for me not to.
I petted her cheek while my cock pressed against her other cheek. Fuck, Greta.
My finger brushed against her lips and she took it in her mouth, ran her tongue up and down its length like she had my cock.
“Fuuuck, Christ, “ I shuddered, erupting like a geyser. But I wasn’t the only one. Dalton, too, had pulled out, and he released onto her abdomen at the same time that I sprayed her face. Then I fell back onto the bed. So much energy had left me in a split second, it was dizzying. I nearly passed out.
I shut my eyes and listened to the grunts of pleasure marry with the chimes of donation notifications, the bed rocking like a boat adrift at sea.
21
Greta
After our second sex marathon, we returned to the lodge at the respectable hour of 2 am. I did the calculation in my head. Four hours of sleep then bright-eyed and bushy-tailed for our morning shoot on the slopes.
Even though I was exhausted, I didn’t fall asleep immediately. Instead, I lay in bed remembering and replaying every moment, every touch, and every kiss I’d experienced over the last several hours.