Page 83 of Shared By the Pilots

Luke was tentative at first, like he wasn’t sure how rough he could be. But soon my moans were so loud, even muffled by his hard length, that he knew I was loving every sweaty second of it. He pushed Adam’s hand away and took hold of my hair in his fist, holding my head in place so he could relentlessly fuck my mouth.

I closed my eyes and savored the sensation. Being filled from both ends by them. I was their sex toy, to be used however they saw fit.

And I didn’t want it any other way.

Adam pumped me from behind, let out a sigh, then slid out of me. Taylor took his place immediately, sitting back on his haunches and then pulling my hips back so that I was in a kneeling position on his cock. I began riding him like this, guided by his hands on my hips.

“There we go,” he purred, a little extra twang in his accent. “That’srealgood.”

The position was awkward while still leaning forward, so Luke rose to a standing position at the edge of the couch, pulling my head up with him until I was riding Taylor properly in the reverse-cowgirl position. Luke lessened the grip on my hair, so I took the opportunity to grab hold of his hard length, stroking him rapidly while sucking on his tip. Luke responded by craning his head back and letting out the deepest, most satisfying moan I’ve ever heard in my life.

I sped up, jacking him off into my mouth while bouncing on Taylor’s cock.

Adam stood next to me, pulling my head away from Luke and toward him. His cock jumped the moment I wrapped my lips around it. I gave him a long suck, taking as much of him in my mouth as I could, then moved back to Luke and did the same thing. Back and forth I went, sucking one and then the other, all while stroking them with each hand.

Three of them.The thought drifted across the pleasure of my mind.Three at the same time.

Even though I was on top of Taylor, he was fucking me just as much as I was fucking him—thrusting his hips upward, meeting me stroke for stroke. The slapping of our skin grew louder the faster he went. We were all a sweaty mess, arms and chests glistening with moisture from our combined efforts. Luke grabbed one of my breasts and squeezed it possessively, so of course Adam grabbed the other one and did the same thing.

Finally Taylor wrapped his arms around my chest and pulled me away from the other two. He held me in a bear hug from behind, kissing the side of my neck, before throwing me forward on the couch. As if it were a choreographed dance, Luke rolled me over and then sank between my legs, burying into me from base to tip with slippery, lubricated ease.

I lost myself in the hungry arms of my men, grabbing and grasping andpushinginto me from all sides. While Adam was fucking my mouth, Taylor pawed at my breasts and wrapped his lips around my nipple, biting down withjustthe right amount of pressure. Then Adam pushed my head to the side and made me take more of Taylor’s cock for a few seconds. I accepted it all with eager enthusiasm, surrendering to the mindless drive of our bodies.

My orgasm was sudden and powerful, a trembling sensation that surged through my entire body. I clamped myself around Luke’s cock, milking him while I came. He sped up to match my cries of pleasure. Even Adam and Taylor tightened their grips on my body, holding me down while I was racked by wave after wave of pleasure.

With three men around me, and keenly aware that I was having the first foursome of my life, my climax went on and on. Pleasure slammed into my body as roughly as Luke’s hard length into my pussy. I arched my back and moaned around Taylor’s cock, then around Adam’s, then Taylor’s again as they passed my head between them. Sharing me better than I ever could have expected.

Finally I felt Taylor shuddering inside my mouth. His fingers clawed at my neck, then my cheek, grabbing onto whatever he could as he rumbled with his own orgasm. Adam wasn’t just a bystander—he tightened a fist in my hair, holding me down as Taylor exploded in my mouth.

“Take it,” Adam said, grinning down at me lustily. “Swallow every drop.”

I wrapped my lips around Taylor as hot ropes of his seed pulsed again and again. I swallowed him down, gripping his cock between my fingers like I could squeeze every drop from his rigid length.

“Oh my God,” Luke said while bottoming out inside of my pussy. His hand pawed at my breast, squeezing with a desire so powerful it bordered on pain. “Veronica…Veronica!”

A jolt of new pleasure shot through my spine like electricity as Luke came inside me. His roar of pleasure was so loud I almost didn’t notice Adam climbing up over me, straddling my chest while gripping his own cock in a meaty fist.

Adam’s eyes locked onto mine, dark and lustful and loving, and then they clenched shut as he blew his load all over my chest. I felt the strands of his come hit my breasts, my neck, my shoulder. Taylor finally pulled his cock out of my mouth and pushed me forward, allowing Adam to shove the tip of his dick into my waiting lips, giving me the last couple of spurts of his love. The two of them were moaning along with me, with a backdrop of Taylor rumbling laughs of approval.

“Atta girl,” he said. “I think she likes being shared.”

All four of us trembled, and our cries died down, and then we were still.

44

Veronica

Dexter gawked at me in the forward cabin. “You didwhat?”

Lowering my voice, I said, “I had a foursome with—”

“I heard you,” he snapped. “I was asking you for dramatic effect. You had a fourway!”

“Keep your voice down!” I hissed. “I’m not trying to broadcast it to the world!”

“Who cares if the two women in first class hear? They’ll probably be jealous.” He leaned toward me. “I. Want. Details.”

“I’m not the kind of girl who kisses and tells,” I said.

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