Page 94 of Disharmony

“Ripper?” I look at him and nod. He knows what to do.

He lies down flat, taking up most of the carpet space.

“Turn around, Ash,” I say.

She does as I ask. The carpet is soft and fluffy, so it won’t hurt her knees. She looks at Ripper laying down quizzically and he smiles. “Sit on my face, baby.”

She shuffles forward, straddling him and pinning his chin between her thighs. Lucky bastard. She throws back her head and moans as his tongue licks along the length of her sweet-tasting slit. Venom kneels, joining us on the carpet and kisses her as she rocks against Ripper’s face. The two of them can’t keep their hands off her… not that I blame them.

“Get on all fours, Ash,” I order as I put on a rubber, cutting their interlude short and giving her back a gentle push until she’s where I want her.

From this angle, her ass looks fucking perfect. I want to pound straight into her as Ripper continues to lick her from underneath, but I slide two fingers inside her first, checking she’s wet enough to take me. Ripper is the longest, but I’m the widest. I want to make her feel full like she’s never experienced before.

Ash is sucking Ripper’s cock now, taking full advantage of her new sixty-nine position. She gags on him as I slide inside her from behind, making the walls of her pussy tighten around me and my balls clench.

There’s no going back now.

I’ve always tried to minimize the risk of anything destroying or threatening the life we’ve built for ourselves as the Basilisks, but Ash is like a drug. Tonight, we’ll make her ours.

After that, I’m not sure whether things can ever be the same again…

thirty-five

Ash

Zed pounds into me from behind as Ripper’s tongue licks my clit. I’m pretty sure he’s licking my wetness from the base of Zed’s cock, and that only makes me more turned on.

My eyes water, making mascara run down my face behind my mask, and I pause to take a breath of air. I reach out for Venom. He is nearby, pleasuring himself as he watches the three of us. I want him to be part of this too.

“Venom…” I cry out.

He answers my call instantly and kneels between Ripper’s parted legs, angling his cock in my face. He’s taken his condom off, and I take him to the back of my throat, licking and sucking, feeling the veins up his shaft with the flat of my tongue.

“Shit, your tongue piercing…” Venom groans.

My small silver stud must be giving him extra stimulation. I got it because it looked cool, but knowing it was giving him extra pleasure makes it worth the week I spent eating ice cream after it was done.

Beneath me, I use my other hand to find Ripper’s hardness. His cock twitches as I take it in my fist. My spit has made it wet and sticky, making it easy to slide my hand up and down him to the same rhythm as I’m sucking Venom’s cock and Zed’s thrusts.

Our four bodies are connected. I don’t know where one person stops and another begins. When we sang together, our voices and music became one, but this? Our bodies move like a single entity. It feels like I’m floating. I didn’t realize pleasure like this was even possible. People say sex is good, but this is on another level.

“Fuck!” Venom grunts. His balls tighten as he thrusts into my mouth hard and sprays the back of my throat with his salty liquid, giving me deep satisfaction to swallow it down and lick it from him.

“Do you like swallowing Venom’s cum, Ash?” Zed teases, thrusting more vigorously. His relentless force makes my ass sting, but it still doesn’t feel like it’s enough.

“Yes,” I moan, licking my lips as Venom leans against the side of the sofa, his eyes not leaving mine.

Ripper, oblivious to what’s been going on, moans against my clit, making my body quake as a climax builds from my tingling toes. Zed’s cock rubs against a spot inside me that makes my thighs clench, and I suck Ripper’s cock again, enjoying how he tastes and moaning over him.

Ripper’s mouth closes around my clit, sucking on it gently. The sudden change of sensation makes me cry out. Zed takes advantage of it. His thrusting and Ripper’s mouth whip me into a frenzy.

I scream as an orgasm shoots through me with the force of a freight train. My pussy clamps down around Zed, clinging onto him like she never wants to let him go. The extra sensitivity and the heat of his shaft prolong my orgasm and suspend me in a state of euphoria. In my dizzy state, I somehow manage to muffle my screams with Ripper’s cock. As soon as my lips close around his head, he shoots his load and his hips buck, but it doesn’t stop his tongue from drawing every drop of pleasure from my body. I’m not sure whether I come once or twice, or even three times, it doesn’t seem to end.

When I can’t take any more pleasure without passing out, Zed finally shudders and roars as he comes.

That was… out of this fucking world.

I shakily climb off of Ripper and collapse onto my back, sinking into the plush carpet, and looking up at Buggy’s red lights. The Basilisks album is still playing in the background and, around me, the guys are in the same blissful state.

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