I walked over to Dante, my bare tits bouncing as I took each step. He was standing there in only his boxers, the other two getting undressed as well.
As soon as I made it near him he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up, carrying me to the bed. He threw me on the bed and the mattress dipped under my weight. Dante positioned me on the bed and nudged himself between my legs, lifting my legs on his shoulders so he could get a clear view of my intimate parts.
The mattress dipped on either side of me as Cain and Ambrose joined in, groping and kissing all over my chest and neck. Dante used his finger to slide my panties to the side and ran his finger against my core, teasing me, edging me.
A moan erupted from my lips as I felt Dante's tongue hit my core and Ambrose's mouth hit my tits, his tongue circling my now swollen nub from his teeth bites.
Dante started to run his tongue along my folds and slowly dip it inside of me, the feeling of his tongue being inside of me feeling unusual. I felt his tongue dip more into my core.
"Fuck! How long is y-your tongue, Dante?" I moaned out as he continued to tongue-fuck me.
"Oh baby, we all three have things that are longer than a measly tongue," Cain laughed out.
I heard rustling and turned my head to the side and saw Cain sliding his boxers down, revealing a hardened Cain, the tip of his member red and pulsing, the tip leaking precum. It looked to be around nine inches with the girth being larger than average.
"Open up, sweetie," Cain laughed out as he slapped his dick on my face, teasing me. I slowly opened my mouth up and he shoved his dick inside, the feeling of being in my mouth causing a grunting sound to emerge from his mouth.
I felt a warm, thick, member land in my hands and knew it was Ambrose. I slowly started to motion my hand in an up and down motion, wanting to please Ambrose as well as the other two.
Suddenly I felt Dante's tongue disappear, the feeling of being no longer touched making my cunt pulse with need and hunger.
I decided to focus on the other two's pleasure, swirling my tongue around Cain's member and twisting and sliding my hand up and down faster around Ambrose's member.
Suddenly I felt something slap against my cunt, I nudged my head up words and met eyes with a focused and hungry Dante, his eyes stuck on my pussy. I saw him slide a condom on his member and he tapped his dick on my folds again, getting me more wet and slicked up.
"Get ready baby, I'm gonna be the one to pop the cherry of this beautiful fucking pussy," Dante stated, growing as he slowly slid his tip in.
I felt my pussy ache and stretch as he slowly pushed inside of me, setting a slow and easy pace.
I then felt Cain's dick start to pulse in my mouth, seemingly getting larger, closer, ready to burst at any moment. He quickly pulled out of my mouth and came along my chest. The feeling of warm, sticky, liquid coating my perky breasts. Ambrose then suddenly slid his member out of my hand and aimed his dick over my face, suddenly his cum spluttered all over my face, barely missing my eyes.
I felt hands land on my stomach.
Although I had features any girl desires such as perky tits and a nice ass, I had one thing I could never manage to change. I had a pudgy stomach. I had always tried to hide it in earlier years but embraced it over the last few months. The nurse costume could barely cover my stomach so I had been sucking in my stomach for the last few hours, giving myself breaks by covering it with my hands and drink.
"So fucking beautiful, you're a diamond in a world full of a rocks. A one of a kind," Cain said as he ran his hands along my body.
The thoughts of my insecurities almost took my mind off of Dante shoving his member in me, the full length finally being in me.
"I'm going to start moving now, Darling," Dante said as he placed his palm on my stomach, feeling his member bulging, making my already pudgy stomach become more large. He slowly started to move in and out, making my pussy ache as it was not used to being so filled.
Hands then landed on my clit, making my folds and pussy red and irritated, the feeling of being so overstimulated causing it to become more large than usual.
"Fuck! It hurts!" I whined as tears slowly came out my eyes, the irritation and stretching causing me to feel overwhelmed. Hands started to caress my head, attempting to calm me.
After a few seconds Dante started to slow his pace, grunting and groaning as he slowly slid in and out of me. A loud grunt came out of him as he came, filling the condom. He slowly pulled out and took his condom off and discarded it on the floor, not caring to make the room messy.
Suddenly an immense amount of pleasure overcame me and I felt my orgasm overcome me. Liquid slowly started to dribble out of me, leaking onto the black covers.
"So pretty," Dante said as he admired his work and his friends work, cum splattered across me everywhere.
My hair was a mess, it splattered everywhere. My makeup had been smudged and the red lipstick had been smudged all over my face, creating a pink tone on my face.
"Oh baby? You don't think we're done, do you?" Cain said as he rolled a condom on his once again hardened dick.
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I woke up on a bed made with fresh, crisp black sheets. I was dressed in an oversized, random shirt, no undergarments and was in a bed alone, the three boys no-where in sight. I was sparkly clean and had no idea what had happened.
After being fucked by all three guys, they had decided for a seconds round and after that everything was blurry. I looked to my side and eyed my phone on the bedside table. I grabbed my phone and checked my messages and saw over a dozen from Thea. The last message said the following: Just got a message from Cain. I'll be there in the morning to get you babe.
I sighed and fell back down on the bed, my arms laid across the bed.
The door creaked open and I saw Ambrose walk in. He was dressed in pajama pants and no shirt, his hair curly and messy per usual.
"Morning sweetheart, come on downstairs. Me and the guys made breakfast," he said as he grabbed my hand, helping me up. I grabbed my phone and let him help me downstairs, my legs feeling like jelly.
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