Page 2 of Only for Tonight

“Did you do what you were told?” he asks in a raspy voice.

“Yes.” My voice comes out high-pitched, showing my nerves.

The last guy steps forward and slides his hands onto the front of my shirt. He closes his fists and pulls, making the buttons fly off. Everything else happens fast. One grabs my arms to hold them behind my back; another starts roughly undoing my pants. Holy shit. In a minute flat, I’m standing completely naked. Fear spikes through me, but I remind myself that this is what I asked for.

“This little whore wants to be our fuck toy for the night. Get him on the table,” raspy voice demands.

The one who hasn’t spoken spins me around, shoving my cheek against it with my ass pointed out. He plays with the plug in my ass that I was told to place there. “He already got it primed and ready.” This voice is soft but deep, and I immediately love it. “Spread your legs.” I slide my feet apart, and his hand goes to my cock. “Hard as a fucking rock.” He grabs a handful of my brown hair, jerks me to my feet, and then shoves me to my knees.

The tall one with the sexy growl walks forward, pulling his pierced cock from his jeans. “Open that mouth.” I swallow the lump in my throat and let it fall open. He rubs the head of his cock across my lips. “Last chance to back out.” I shake my head, and he groans.

He slides forward, making the five barbells from his Jacob’s ladder bump across my lip and shallowly fucks my mouth a few times. His hands slide to my cheeks, and he shoves all the way inside, making me gag. “That’s it. Gag on his cock,” Raspy says, walking to stand beside him. The guy in my mouth grabs the back of my head and holds his cock in my throat, crushing my nose against his pubic bone. My hands fly to his muscular thighs, only to be pulled off by the other one standing behind me. He ties a soft rope around my wrists, holding them against the base of my spine. A million thoughts are running through my head, but the one that stands out the most is how turned on I am. I’m choking, gagging, and drooling from the guy in my mouth, and my dick is so hard that it hurts.

He pulls from my mouth, and they switch places. Raspy voice is thicker, and he doesn’t waste time shoving into my mouth. He starts fucking it hard, making his balls slap against my chin. I moan against the head of his cock, and it spurs him to go faster. The guy behind me starts manipulating the plug in my ass, then abruptly pulls it out. “Look at your hole begging to be filled.” He shoves two slick fingers inside me, fucking me ruthlessly. He wraps his fingers in my hair and pulls my head back so I’m almost looking up. Raspy follows me, still buried in my mouth. I look up at him and barely see his eyes glittering behind the mask.

A hand slides around my cock again, and fingers slide down behind my balls. The snap of a cock ring that traps my balls inside echoes around the room. My body is on overload with the cock ring, Raspy fucking my mouth, and the other finger fucking my ass. They shuffle around, and the guy who led me down here starts fucking my mouth. They start taking turns using me, and the fingers in my ass get more insistent.

“Fuck,” the guy in my mouth grunts. “I think he’s ready to be fucked senseless.” He pulls from my mouth, reaches down, and wraps a hand around my arm, jerking me to my feet. “Is that what you want? You want that slutty asshole used by us?”

“Yes,” I pant. The guy playing with my ass never lets up as he moves with me. He slides another finger inside me, and I shiver from head to toe. “Please.”

“Oh, the whore begs,” Raspy taunts. He runs his finger across my aching cock, making it jump. “Tell us how bad you want it.”

“So bad.”

“Not good enough,” the one with the soft voice says. “Beg harder.”

“Please fuck my ass.” His fingers stroke across my prostate, and a whimper slips past my lips. “Please. Oh fuck, please!”

Raspy’s hand lashes out, wrapping around my throat. “Such a good little whore.” Something about that fills my chest with warmth. Being degraded and praised in the same sentence shouldn’t be such a turn-on. Neither should getting fucked by three masked strangers, but here we are. He pulls me closer until my lips are touching his mask. His cologne hits my nose, and it smells vaguely familiar but oh so good. “Go bend over the edge of the table and wait.”

I do what he says and can hear rustling behind me. The table is soft, and I can see restraints in various places. I listen to the soft footsteps coming up behind me but still jump when a hand rubs across my ass. His hands slide down the back of my thighs to my ankles. Soft cuffs are strapped around them, securing me to the table legs. His big hands slide back up, spreading my ass cheeks apart then I feel the hot slide of his tongue on my asshole. He flicks his tongue back and forth a few times, then stiffens it to slide into my ass.

“Oh fuck,” I moan, and his hands tighten on my ass cheeks. Admittedly, I haven’t been with that many guys before. I can count them on one hand, but none of them ever put their mouth on me like this. It suddenly hits me why they had me turn around. If his mouth is on me, that means he no longer has his mask on. I can turn around right now to see what he looks like because it’s my fantasy, but I resist. The anonymity of it makes it even better.

“You taste good.” Raspy. God, I love their voices. “You want my cock?”

“Yes, please.”

“Fuck. His whimpers are doing something to me.” A hand curls under my chin and pulls my face up. The tall, growly one is now completely naked, covered in tattoos, and his cock is level with my mouth. My eyes are transfixed to the pre-cum leaking from the tip. “Lick it off.” My tongue darts out, licking around the head. “Good fucking boy.”

Raspy jerks my hips back so my cock is hanging between my legs. He goes back to my ass and lets his tongue slide down the underside of my cock to gently suck on the head. I moan low in my chest, and the growly one starts pounding into my mouth. In this position, it’s making it hard to take him all, but he doesn’t give me a chance to try. The head of Raspy’s cock slides against my back hole, and I brace myself. He shoves in with one firm push, and I cry out against Growly’s cock. “Look how good you took me.”

His hands spread me apart, and without warning, he pulls back out and slams back in. His and Growly’s thrusts link up until they’re pounding into me from both ends. It’s painful but not enough to make them stop. Raspy wraps his hands around my biceps for leverage, going even harder. When he holds himself as deep as he can go and starts grinding his hips, I almost lose it. Growly pulls from my mouth so they can hear every whimper and moan I make. The sound of grunting and skin slapping fills the room. The one with the soft voice steps up naked beside Growly, also covered in tattoos and a pierced cock. He has the same amount of barbells in his Jacob’s ladder as the tall, growly one, but he has a Prince Albert to go with it. Holy shit, I’m going to self-combust. “You need more, don’t you?” I nod rapidly, and they step up at the same time. Both of the cocks are at my mouth, so I lick around the heads.

“Oh shit,” I whimper when I feel Raspy’s fingers sliding inside me with his cock, stretching me.

“You ever been stretched before?” he asks.

“No. Oh my God.”

“There’s no God in this room, Whore,” Raspy says with a sharp slap to my ass. Another finger slips inside me, making me feel like he’s ripping me in two. “Look at how bad this ass wants it.”

I want to feel ashamed for wanting him to stretch me wide open, but with the way my body feels, I can’t. I’ve never felt this much pleasure, and I’m becoming addicted to the pain. A hand slides into my hair and jerks my head up. “Look at those eyes,” the soft-spoken one says. “They’re begging us to ruin him. He wants a night to remember; let’s give him one.” He disappears behind me, and Growly follows him.

Raspy’s thrusts intensify, making my cock rub against the side of the table. He’s hammering into me, and all I can do is hold on. I listen to him groan as he comes, and then he’s gone, another cock taking its place. The cum from Raspy is dripping down my balls, making the next one slide in easy. I have no idea who this is, and I shout when he shoves inside me hard.

“Take it all,” the tall one with the familiar growl demands. His big hands wrap around my hips, and he’s fucking me hard.

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