Page 17 of Three Wickedly Bad Neighbors and a Very Grumpy Girl

My world is set ablaze when the cool head of a butt plug prods the tightness of my bottom hole. My nerves scream in terror. I drop my head onto the bed so that only my bottom is raised. Then they take turns thrusting the plug inside me.

They establish a rhythm that leaves my heart thundering in chaos. Pushing the plug a little deeper, only to pull it out and coat it with more lubricant. Then deeper, out, and more lube. Somehow, I’ve transformed the pain of being stretched into pleasure, and the result is sublime. I’m flying amidst the pandemonium of my body, the total meltdown of my mind. All I feel is them spreading me apart so I can take their cocks inside me.

When the plug is fully embedded deep within me, and I dare not move, Porter comes around and lifts me up so that I’m straddling him.

He kisses me deeply as he guides the tremendous length of his cock into my pussy. I bite his lip, clenching to keep him out. I’m too full. I can’t...

Sullivan strokes his finger over the heated flesh of my butt and then slowly removes the plug from my hole. At that same instant, Porter penetrates me fully. But before my next breath, Gray is putting the plug back inside me, only this time, it’s a bigger one.

Oh dear god.

I’m going to be splintered apart. Tears fall down my face onto Porter. I overestimated my body’s ability. I—

Gray starts to move the plug the same way Porter moves his cock against the walls of my pussy, and they flow and ebb inside me. My pain transforms into elated torment, and somewhere deep within me, I ache for more. I ache for their cocks sharing me.

Porter takes one of my nipples into his mouth while he reaches down and strokes my clit. His thrusts grow deeper, bumping into the most erotic parts of me, while Gray does the same. As my universe explodes with my orgasm, the only thing keeping me grounded is Sullivan’s soft, tender touches all over my body.

But my orgasm is not enough to feed my hunger.

I need them. Now.

As if they read my mind, Gray pulls the plug from me. The head of Sullivan’s cock taps my opening. Porter is still fully lodged inside me. Sullivan doesn’t waste any time. He pushes in, taking advantage of my stretched hole, but it is nowhere, nowhere near open enough to accommodate his cock.

Panic floods me, but all they do is hold me tight, crushing my body between them while I worry, I might implode over their cocks inside me. The pain feels insurmountable, yet something doesn’t feel right.

I need Gray. I need them to do what they promised: all three of them inside me.

“Please,” I whisper, my voice stained with tears. Again, they know exactly what I want.

I close my eyes, my face buried in the side of Porter’s neck, holding on for dear life.

Sullivan slips out, and Gray takes his place, while Porter remains fixed inside me. Sullivan and Gray swap places again and again, driving me mad. I growl my frustration, and then I get what I ask for.

Sullivan and Gray line their cocks up to my well-lubed opening. I brace myself as Porter holds me down and in place. They push through my resistance, and I accept them easily—until the thrust deepens.

My mind blanks. My body screams at me to take them all inside me right now, or it’s going to crumble and close up. I know what I want.

Behind my closed eyes, I see their faces. I relive every moment of our encounters, every word. My heart starts to beat differently. My body opens, and I bring Sullivan and Gray inside me, fully.

I can’t register the pain without receiving the sheer, deviant, carnal allure of giving myself to Gray, Sullivan, and Porter all at once. They feel the change in me, and that’s when they start to move—powerful and dominant.

The cadence is so wickedly erotic that an orgasm takes hold of me and sends me into the stratosphere. My pulsing body clutches against their cocks. Their growls are soft but primal and fierce as they empty themselves inside me.

I don’t remember anything else except the sublime feeling of being filled and bathed in their cum.

I don’t want to think, so I sleep in their arms.

?Chapter Fourteen

Avery

A million memories bombard my sleepy brain all at once. I'm consumed by naked skin and the dizzying scent of male cologne. Muscles. Power. Sexiness.

Yes, I finally understand what sexiness really means. And cock. Oh my god. So much cock. Everywhere on me, inside me. So many times, too. They took me to different realms where unimaginable pleasure was tinged with just a streak of delicious pain.

Oh my god. I gave them my virginity.

We had sex. There's no part of me that's still a virgin now. But then a dark cloud opens up over me.

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