Chapter 191: Please, Fuck Me, Sirs

Chapter 191: Please, Fuck Me, Sirs
Chapter 191: Please, Fuck Me, Sirs

Jasmine 

“I think our sweet little sunshine would like that very much.” Ronald chuckled darkly as he talked to the other two like I wasn't even there and I found it hot.

“Oh, I have no doubt about that. First, she needs to be ready. I want her on the bed, desperate and begging for us to take her.” Damien added, his desire clear and thick in his tone, making his voice darker than what he usually sounded like.

Movement to my right grabbed my attention, I heard footsteps as someone walked away from me and a few seconds later, a drawer opened. Before I could figure out what was happening, Grayson barked.

“Get your ass up on the bed, we want you on your back with your legs spread.” 

I walked towards the bed, my head was low and my eyes were trained on the floor. I felt their gaze on me and I intentionally put some sway in my hips. A groan and then a muttered swear was heard from behind me and I couldn't help the smile that tugged on my lips. I was gaining more confidence around them and growing more comfortable in my own body.  like that so much and  I guess it all had to do with what sort of people I surrounded myself with. 

But these men, my beautiful dominants never made me feel like less than because I wasn't experienced in bed. They never made me feel unsure of myself, they pushed me out of my comfort zone and made me start living the way I had always wanted. With them, I didn't feel ashamed for having the desire I had, with them, I was safe. I laid down on the bed, precisely like Ronald had instructed me. On my back with my legs widely spread and I stared up at the ceiling, only noticing the tiny dots shining over me like miniscule stars. It looks like there were a lot of them. The bed dipped on both my sides and from my peripheral vision, I could see that it was Ronald and Damien and they were both naked but I could see the details of their glorious bodies.

“You are beautiful, baby girl.” Damien said.

His eyes met mine, they shone with mischief and hunger, making my pulse speed up along with my breathing. 

A buzzing sound filled the room, distracting me from my thoughts of the delicious piercing Ronald has gotten on his dick and what pleasure it could bring me. I found Grayson standing in front of me and I recognized the vibrator he had in his hand, it was the same one  they had used on me the last time the three of us played together. My clit throbbed even more just by looking at it, knowing what it could do. He moved to the bed in front of me, he was still fully dressed in his suit, though he had ditched his tie and jacket. I was disappointed, I hoped he would also be naked like Ronald and Damien.

He got up on the bed and sat down between my legs, his eyes zeroed in on my needy pussy and I just knew he saw how drenched I already was even when no one had touched me yet. With torturous slow movement, he placed the silicone tip on my bundle of nerves, my hips buckled as soon as he turned the vibrator on, it felt like someone was sucking on my clit and massaging it at the same time. Both Ronald and Damien placed a hand on each of my hips, holding me still as Grayson changed the settings and the sucking sensation became stronger. It was too quick, too intense for my poor body. I had been in a state of constant horniness for hours and this sudden intensity was too much. Not even a minute later and I was fighting to cum but I knew it was a losing battle unless Grayson took the toy away from me.

“Don't hold it, baby girl.” Damien said, his thumb stroking my skin as he held me in place.

“You are allowed to cum.”

My back arched and my toes curled as the pleasure swept through me and I cried out my release and kept crying out when Grayson didn't stop the vibrator. He still had it on my clit and even increased the setting as my body shuddered from the feeling.

“Please, it is too much.” I whimpered as I was too sensitive right after an orgasm but he didn't listen to me.

Instead, Grayson held it in place long enough for it to stir a renewed pleasure inside me and I cum for the second time without being over for the first one. I screamed as my pussy clamped down on nothing but air. He finally turned the vibrator off and I was back to staring at the ceiling, trying to get my breathing under control. A finger circled my entrance before pushing it in.

“Fuck, she is so wet.” Damien groaned, a moan escaped me as he tapped my g-spot.

Apparently, my clit needed a break but my pussy didn't. I felt a second finger joining the first and I tried to spread my legs even more to give him more space. It felt so good, it wasn't too intense like the vibrator had been. Instead, my pleasure built up gradually, almost calmly. Another finger began to push in with the other two and I gasped at the stretch. Looking down, expecting to see Damien’s finger fucking me but then I found out it wasn't only his finger but the three of them. The three of them had their fingers inside me at the same time. Oh my goodness, my three dominants were finger fucking me at the same time, the thought made the sensation they had created in me even more potent. My pussy walls squeezed their fingers and Ronald cursed. Damien looked up at me and whispered.

“What do you want, baby girl.” he kept my gaze locked on his as they started fucking me harder with their fingers and I could feel my juices wetting the bed beneath my ass.

“I want you, all of you.” I whispered, my voice was husky and a desperate mess.

“Please fuck me, sirs. I need you inside me, please” I begged, making eye contact with Grayson and I added.

“Please, fuck me, daddy.” He smirked evilly

The three of them withdrew their fingers at the same time I missed their touch instantly and we hadn't even gotten started yet. My stomach tightened as I saw the lust in their eyes, I couldn't think straight and my thoughts were all jumbled from their attention. Would I ever get used to this? Would there even come a time when I didn't feel butterflies in my stomach or feel my skin burn with the intensity of their gaze?