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Chapter 96: Ride His D***k And Ride Him Good Chapter 96: Ride His D***k And Ride Him Good Angelia

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A buzzing sound filled the room, distracting me from my thoughts of the delicious piercing of Riccardo's d***k and what pleasure it could bring me. I found Kingston standing in front of me and I recognized the vibrator he had in his hand, it was the same one I had at home in my nightstand, a womanizer. My

***it throbbed even more just by looking at it, knowing what it could do. The best o**m I had ever had on my own was with that toy and he turned it on the second my attention was on him. 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, hoping I would bet to peek at what he looked like underneath. The one time I had seen him without a shirt hadn't been enough and he had covered himself up before I could have looked at him more closely. Where Marshall was handsome and Riccardo was beautiful, Kingston was the deadly one. He had a raw power I hadn't seen in anyone else, there was this inner strength in him that I had only gotten a glimpse of before his walls had shut me out. His face and body. sculptures of stone, hard and unyielding. My eyes connected with his unusual dark ones, they were impenetrable, hindering me from reading him as easily as I knew he was reading me. He got up on the bed and sat down between my legs, his eyes zeroed in on my needy p**y 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 c** and massaging it at the same time. Both Riccardo and Marshall placed a hand on each of my hips, , holding me still as Kingston 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 ***m but I knew it was a losing battle unless Kingston took the toy away from me.

"Don't hold baby, baby girl." Marshall said, his thumb stroking my skin as he held me in place.

"You are allowed to c**m."

My back arched and my toes curled as the pleasure swept through me and I cried out my release and kept crying out when Kingston didn't stop the vibrator. He still had it on my c**t and even increased the setting as my body shuddered from the feeling. 1/4 D**k And Ride Him Good

"Please, it is too much." I whimpered as I was too sensitive right after an o**m but he didn't listen to me.

Instead, Kingston held it in place long enough for it to stir a renewed pleasure inside me and I c**m for the second time with being over for the first one I screamed as my p**y 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. "F*** she is S so wet." Marshall I groaned, a moan escaped me as he tapped my g-spot.

Apparently, my **t needed a break but my p***y 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 calmy. Another finger began to push in with the other two and I gasped at the stretch. Looking down, expecting to see Marshall finger f**g me but then I found out it wasn't only Marshall's finger but the three of them.

Oh my goodness, my three dominants were finger f***ng me at the same time, the thought made the sensation they had created in me even more potent. My p*** walls squeezed their fingers and Riccardo cursed. Marshall looked up at me and whispered. "What do you want, baby girl." he kept my gaze locked on his as they started f***ng me harder with their fingers and I could feel my juices wetting the bed beneath my a***

"want you, all of you." I whispered, my voice was husky and a desperate with kin

me, sirs. I need you inside me." I said, making eye contact with Kingston and I added.

"Please Please "Please, daddy."

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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? Marshall laid down on his back beside me and a pair of Riccardo's hands picked me up and made me straddled him. I could feel Marshall's hard d**k between my legs, it was warm and pulsing and the feeling made me even needier that I already was. "Ride me, bunny and ride him good." He whispered his commands into my ear, his chest rubbing against my back.

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I looked down at Marshall and the desire I saw in his eyes made my body burn to do exactly what Riccardo had ordered me to do. My body acted on pure instinct, rocking back and forth as I glided on his d***k and my juice soaking him. He muttered a curse and pressed himself against my p**y, I was teasing him as much as I was teasing myself. The skin to skin contact wasn't enough, I needed him inside me. Sitting up a little, I grabbed his redged length and positioned the tip against my entrance. I sat back down slowly and savored the feeling of him filling me up inch by delicious inch.

Apparently, he was displeased by me taking my time, he grabbed hold of my hips and pressed me down at the same time as he thrust up, sheathing himself fully inside me. We both moaned as we kept still, just long enough for us both to get used to the powerful electricity buzzing between us. In this position, he felt huge. I had never had sex like this before, it had always been either missionary or d***le and it made me nervous because I didn't know how to make this feel good for him. I could only trust that he would guide me if needed. Moving my hips experimentally, I gasped at the feeling of him hitting my g-spot. It was so d**n good, making my walls flutter around his girth. I did it again and achieved the same overwhelming feeling, my eyes rolled and my mouth opened with a sigh. His hands were still on my hips but for now, he was content with letting me control the movement. I had a suspicion it wouldn't last long though, that wasn't the sort of man he was. Little by little, my self-consciousness ebbed out and I let go as I bounced on his di****k, taking any pleasure he could give me. Eventually, that wasn't enough for him, he leaned up and took my nipples in his mouth, sucking it as he held my hips in place for these thrusts. He started out rough, slamming into me with power I was amazed he could do while laying beneath me Curses flew out of his mouth as he took control, f***ing me like he needed this, like I was an escape and I could hear how wet I was as he ***ed me. The sound seemed to urge him more. My body tensed as I neared an o**m and I had hoped they would let me have it like they did earlier. But no, he slowed down his movement until he stopped moving all together.

I looked at him with questions in my eyes but he only pulled me down to him, squashing my breasts to his chest. I almost jumped as I felt a wet finger p**d the entrance of my a***e, but he held me firmly against him. Gripping my hair in one of his hands, Marshall turned my head at the perfect angle for him to kiss me. The passionate kiss left me breathless and relaxed and I couldn't think about anything but his lips against mine. I only felt a small discomfort as the finger pushed past the initial resistance in my a** It didn't hurt or even burn but I knew what would soon happen. I had asked for it, to be filled by them all but it didn't make me less nervous.