Out of the blue, the words left my mouth, “I love sucking your gigantic cock, daddy.” There were a corresponding murmur of nasty requests around the room.
“Use her like your little fuck toy!”
“Shoot your load in her mouth!”
“Grab her hair and fuck her like a dirty whore!”
Perched at the edge of the bed, it was only Roberto’s request that I heard, “Open.”
He shoved forward until my mouth and throat were full of him.
Willing myself to relax, I felt the swollen crown of him butt up against the back of my throat, “That’s right, keep that pretty little mouth open to me when I’m fucking it.”
He was salty and male in my mouth and I couldn’t help but suck at the tip of him, lapping the underside until I had to wriggle my hips with the molten warmth between my legs, seeking relief.
It made me more excited and when Roberto placed his hands around my throat, holding me right where he wanted me so that he could fuck into my face. Something was bubbling up inside me and it wasn’t the champagne.
I was close to coming.
“Spread your legs wider, Eva. Show them what’s mine.” He gripped either side of my head, and I choked at his invasion, eyes watering in surrender to his sexual dominance. I spread my legs to expose myself.
The slick slapping sounds and sporadic spitting came from the sidelines as the men wet their hands to better masturbate.
“She’s a sexy little angel with her lips wrapped around me like that, isn’t she gentlemen?” asked Roberto.
An affirmative chorus echoed from around the room, some of them intelligible, “She’s a good little slut.”
Slap. Slap. Slap.
The sound rang out from every corner as they fisted their erections.
“Tell me how badly you want me to fuck you, Eva. Let these men hear it,” he said, and it felt like a ball of sunshine burst in my chest, and lust burned in my brain. He was all I wanted. All I could think about. I’d do anything he said in order to come.
I’d fuck every man in this room, if only he’d ask.
My lust ran away with my mouth and I spoke again without thinking, “Pound my little pussy with your big cock daddy.”
“That’s my good girl. Such a good girl. Up on your knees.”
I followed his orders, not caring one bit that he was about to shove his cock inside me while a room full of strangers watched. His formidable hands gripped me from behind. “Alright gentleman, this is what you’ve been waiting for. You may approach.”
The entire room full of spectators stood at once, approaching the bed, and my heart kicked up in fear, but there was no way I could escape Roberto’s grasp. “Shh, it’s okay, Eva. They won’t hurt you. They may touch you with their hands, come on you, but that is all.”
As soon as he spoke the words, I felt an unfamiliar hand on my tit, “Oh, God. To have this juicy morsel in my mouth.” It twisted my flesh, and pulled my nipple towards the mattress, as shame and desire mingled hot in my throat.
Waiting was not an option, “Grind your cock into me, please!” Before I could shove myself onto him, Roberto grabbed my hips and plunged all the way into me. Out of the periphery of my vision, I could see countless cocks being stroked to orgasm, beads of pre-cum shining on the swollen shafts around me.
There were grunts. Groans. Hungry noises and Roberto lifted me up and onto his throbbing cock.
“That’s right, split that pussy wide with your dick. Fuck her hard,” said a watcher.
The surrounding words were full of lust, and so it surprised me when foreign fingers rubbed my clit, stroking in time to Roberto’s pummeling, squeezing it until I saw stars from the overstimulation.
A strange voice whispered in my ear, “What a well-behaved whore you are, taking that big dick. Letting it fill you up all the way. That little pussy’s made for fucking, isn’t it?”
“Oh! Roberto, your cock is so big! It feels amazing. I’m going to come on you.”
“Hold off, baby.” He lifted me up on to his pulsing erection, shoving it into me all the way and bouncing off my ass while he did so. “Alright gentleman, she’s ready. You may proceed.”
A strange palm slapped my ass, and all around me the observers were coming with harsh cries as their strokes coaxed them to climax.
“Milk me with that tight pussy, baby. I want you to drain every ounce out of me.”
My body overlapped with hot waves of horniness as the surrounding men shot their come everywhere on my body. Warm splats landed on my bare skin, just for me. They were going crazy, but respected Roberto’s ownership. Giving their approval, one salty splatter after another, along with their crude compliments.
I was their cum princess, whose pussy they wouldn’t soon forget. My entire body was on fire as waves of sensual vibrations shot through me, and I knew I’d make myself come in the future thinking of their dirty talk. “Hold her tits while she comes, the little whore can’t help herself. That pussy’s made for fucking.”
“Holy shit, baby. I’m coming. I’m going to fill you up with my come,” Roberto grit through his teeth.
He had a vice grip on my hips and pulled me onto him while the remaining hard-ons continued to go off.
“Yeah daddy, give me every last drop of your delicious cum!” I wasn’t sure who I was talking to, Roberto, or his extended family who’d now sworn to protect me. They had to.
They’d seen my pussy being taken, and they’d given me their gifts.
Roberto flipped me over, “Finish.”
I couldn’t count how many more of their orgasms I’d caught on my body, but it was over ten. They aimed at my tits, belly and thighs, and Roberto knelt between my legs, using his magical fingers to make me climax for them again and again until I screamed from bliss.
“Rub it in, you sweet little cock whore. Complete the ceremony and show us how grateful you are for our come,” said the man standing over my shoulder.
For their benefit, and under their gleaming, hungry gazes, I smeared their essence all over my tits, belly, and even pussy lips.
Roberto said, “Good girl. That’s my very good girl.” Picking me up off the observation bed, he lifted me in his arms and carried me to the master bedroom where we were again on our own.
He showered with me and washed me clean of their cum, drying me with a towel.
Afterwards, I was tucked in bed, under his sheltering arm, where I slept through the night.
Satiated.
Protected.
Safe.
22
Roberto
“Sleep well?” I asked.
“Like a rock.” She replied, coaxed from sleep by the smell of excellent coffee on the breakfast tray.
There was something special about the sunlight here at the compound. It rose off of the Pacific with an ocean spray haze. As if backlit by the sparkle of a million microscopic diamonds. That gemstone sunlight splayed over Eva’s flank, and made it glow from where she lay next to me on the bed.
We stared down at the shore, lulled by the rhythmic push and pull of the waves.
“I dare say I think you enjoyed that last night,” I remarked.
She stopped a spit take from spewing on the sheets. “I dare say you’re right,” she said, giving me a wink and a grin.