Angela is about to get a shocking surprise when she meets her internet boyfriend, Bryan, for the first time at a local hotel room. She thinks she's there for an intimate one-on-one interlude, but Bryan has other plans...because Angela has not one, but THREE internet boyfriends that she's been having cyber sex with. And she told each hunky man that HE was her "one and only."
What happens when three well-hung men find out that their little cyber girlfriend is really a cyber slut? Angela is in for some pussy-pounding payback for all her lies! Can her sore little pussy take it all?
WARNING! This story contains rough sex, oral sex, and reluctant gangbang sex between a gorgeous slut and three smoking hot studs.
An erotic short story of 4,712 words…plus a bonus excerpt!
He broke the kiss only to pull out his key card and open the door. He backed her inside, kicking the door shut behind them, and stroking his thumbs over her breasts as he cupped them in his hands. “Oh god, your tits are gorgeous.”
Angela wrapped one leg around one of his, reveling in the sensation of Bryan tweaking her nipples, rubbing his hard denim-swathed cock against her. She dropped her hands to the waist of his jeans, struggling to unfasten them, and freed his shaft, running her fingers over the length of him. He wasn’t huge, but he was big—plenty to work with. She couldn’t wait to suck him.
He already had some pre-cum pooling on the purpled tip of his cock, and she was eager to lick it off.
Time to get this stud naked and mount him. She planned on riding him all night long.
He unbuttoned her blouse and pushed it off her shoulders, never breaking the kiss. Reaching behind her to unfasten her bra, he managed to caress her breasts as he drew it down her arms and dropped it to the floor.
She unbuttoned his shirt in haste and pushed it off his shoulders and down his arms. Kicking off her shoes, she reached behind her and unfastened her skirt and let that fall as well.
He kicked off his shoes and pushed his jeans and underwear off, panting in anticipation, drinking in the sight of her large tits and peaked, tan-colored nipples. They were both undressed, other than her panties. He hooked his thumbs in the tiny waistband and whisked them off her.
He led her to the bed. “Get on your hands and knees,” he whispered. “I have to be inside you now!”
Straight to the quick fuck—I like it! We can take our time later. She planned to lick and suck every inch of the man. She climbed onto her hands and knees on the bed, dipping her upper body lower to the mattress, while lifting her ass in the air, spreading her knees open so he could see her, dripping and waiting for him. God, he had her so hot already!
He got behind her and pushed her legs wide, immediately pushing deeply inside her. “Ohhhh god, yesss. So tight. And wet.”
“Mmmm, baby, your cock is filling my sweet pussy. I love it!” She’d decided beforehand that calling her lovers “baby” was the smarter move—nothing would ruin the mood faster than calling out the wrong name mid-fuck.
“Am I the only man in your life?” Bryan asked as he seated himself deep within her.
Talk about a buzz kill. He’d asked the question many times online. The guy seems to need a lot of reassurance. So do the others, come to think of it. “Of course you are, baby!” she crooned, pushing herself firmly back against him.
He moved in and out, just a couple of strokes and then held still.
What the heck? She didn’t like teasing during a quick fuck. He could save that for later, damn it! She was aching with need. “Please, go faster, baby! I need you.”
A movement from the large closet doors caught her eye. “If he’s the only man for you, what about me?” A tall dark-haired man stepped out of the shadows. “You said I was the only man for you.”
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Published February 15, 2013
by Sextreme Press.
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.