Page 59 of The Naughty Week
I put one of my feet up on the dining table, legs spread as I play and watch. It’s so hot, it gives me butterflies upon butterflies.
I’m almost at the brink when Josh runs out of piss and orders Heath up to his feet.
“My turn,” Josh says. “Give it to me.”
Josh works his mouth up and down Heath’s straining cock as Heath curses, finding it hard to piss. He takes hold of Josh’s head, and braces himself, trying to go… and it works. I flinch at the first burst, so fierce it makes Josh retch.
But not for long.
Josh is a pro, after all.
I watch the guys playing. Pissing and kissing and tumbling onto the floor together in the aftermath.
I feel like a kinky ghost on the sidelines, watching with a smile on my face and my fingers on my clit until Heath clickshisfingers and summons me over.
The floor is like a fucking lake when I get down on my knees and crawl over to them.
“I want to come in the fucking toilet bowl,” Heath tells me, and the sparkle in his filthy eyes is full of sin. “Another round of fill the bottle, only this time, it’ll be withcreamand notwine.”
Both guys take it in turns with my empty asshole – so sensitive after so much use earlier.
“Please…” I groan. “Be brave boys and fuck me both at once. You managed my cunt. Now manage my ass.”
I know they are looking at each other contemplating it.
“Please!” I say again. “Go in sync, stretch me to bursting. I don’t care. It’s ok.”
They answer without words – Josh taking up position on the floor and hoisting me onto him. I loll back and relax, with my head against his shoulder and my back to his clammy chest. There’s a smile on my face as I feel them align themselves – their piss covered dicks thick and fucking hard.
Hard and ready to blow.
Shit, how it fucking hurts when they push in as one. It sears like a bitch, straining so hard I must be tearing. Josh restrains me, hooking his arms under mine as I wriggle.
“Stay fucking still,” he hisses into my ear, and I nod for him.
I stay still like a good curva and take the savage intrusion… just like I wanted it.
I’m a greedy bitch tonight, and I want the first of everything. I want to be the receiver of the cream before the guys get to play. Oh, how I’m desperate to see their hunger.
It’ll be a much thicker river when I push this juicy treat out for them.
I come just thinking about it, sandwiched between the men of my dreams, while my asshole takes their dessert. We’ll all be licking our lips for a taste of it.
Thank fuck there’ll be enough to share.
We’ll definitely be having seconds.
CHAPTERFOURTEEN
The reward can’t be right. No way. I mean, it’s amazing, but he must have got it wrong.
Heath has picked out a mighty fine restaurant in Cannes and a mega cool looking club to hang out in later. He shows us the pictures eagerly. But there will be one thing missing.
Him.
Heath isn’t planning on coming with us this evening.
What the holy fuck?
