Red & Blue (A MFM Romance)(49)

It doesn’t take long for my soft pace to grow into maddening punishment. I remember how it felt to go down on my knees and see the two most perfect men I have ever met looking down at me, and that… Well, that just makes it impossible for me to touch myself in a way that you’d call gentle. I let instinct take over, my fingers moving furiously over my clit as pleasure rages through my veins. With my free hand, I go back to grabbing my own breasts, squeezing them harshly as I imagine Carter sucking on one nipple while Liam uses his tongue on the other.

Why can’t they be here right now? Why does reality have to be so harsh? Forget all about money or status; I’d give all of that away just to have them in my bed right now. But I’m all alone, the sins of imagination my own company… I wonder if they’re in their homes right now, stroking themselves as they think of my naked body. God, I hope they are. I really do. Thinking of them, alone as I am, remembering how it felt to have their cocks ravage my mouth and pussy… That just makes me wetter.

Gritting my teeth, I let go of my clit and move my two fingers downward; I push them past my folds and move them inside, curling them upwards as if they were a hook. I go straight for my G-spot and press against it, electric sparks crawling up my spine and setting fire to my brain. But it’s not enough; I want more. Much more.#p#分页标题#e#

I let go of my breasts and move my free hand down my stomach; once again, I start rubbing my clit as I press harder on my G-spot, the sparks of pleasure growing brighter and wilder. I moan, the sound caressing my eardrums and covering me in goosebumps; arching my back, I start to moan even louder, that harsh pressure mounting inside of me.

For an instant, it’s as if I’m back in the limo with Liam and Carter, their naked bodies pressed against my own… Their cocks stretching my pussy and mouth. My body theirs to use and abuse. All this flashes behind my eyelids in just a heartbeat, but it’s enough; my pussy becomes tighter around my fingers, and I feel the whip of pleasure lashing out at my mind. I come hard, my fingers trembling over my clit as the muscles in my arm start to twitch.

“Oh, God…” I moan, easing the pressure on my G-spot. I almost take my fingers out, but the memories of the moment the three of us shared refuse to go away. Instead, they become even fiercer, almost as if it was all happening again. My fingers start moving in and out at a furious pace, responding only to the deep cravings in my unconscious. I keep rubbing my clit with renewed effort, the lashings of pleasure’s whip becoming even more violent.

I might be alone, but I won’t let that stop me from diving head first into the sweet oblivion of ecstasy. Besides, with an imagination like mine, it would be a waste to simply crawl under the sheets after having one orgasm. If I can come endlessly with them, I can do it by myself. I’m a grown girl, and I know how to take care of myself.

I throw my head back and hiss through my gritted teeth, my fingers moving in spasms but keeping up their merciless pace. Beads of sweat are already forming on my forehead, my muscles tensing up from the effort, and that makes me go even harder.

The tension builds up until I can’t take it anymore; my muscles feel as if they are about to snap, and I can almost hear my bones rattle. Opening my mouth to scream, I let pleasure turn into sound as a devastating orgasm takes control of my body. Convulsing in a frenzied state, I keep my fingers inside my pussy and press my legs together, keeping my hand in place.

I’m coming, but that doesn’t mean I’m done. The more pleasure courses through me, the more of it I need. I keep moving my fingers over my clit, rubbing myself as I imagine Carter and Liam ravaging me. I can almost feel their cocks in my mouth, in my pussy, in my ass… I imagine Liam’s hands all over my body, squeezing my ass cheeks, and my mouth pressed against Carter’s. I imagine all that and then some more, my mind completely unhinged.

“Oh, God, oh, God,” I moan over and over again, ecstasy stabbing every single one of my nerve endings. I keep pushing through it, and for a fraction of a second, imagination blends with reality. For a heartbeat, they’re really here, ravaging my body with their thick cocks.

I don’t even feel my fingers moving anymore; I know they’re still on my pussy, but my movement is no longer a conscious one. I’m working on instinct alone, my body a mere puppet to the screaming needs of desire.

Oh, God.

My clit is burning now, and electricity is frying my mind. I’m moaning hard, my throat turning raw from the effort, and I still keep going. I’m about to explode in a few seconds and I --