I would like to thank the author, Violetbat, for letting me borrow from her story
*Please note that this is only an excerpt of the story. I urge you to read the full story by clicking HERE*
…I look up into the third man's eyes and they are glazed over with desire. They scrutinize every bit of me, from my head to my toes and back up, being held in the arms of the other two men. I can't help the blush from issuing and spreading all over my face. Seeing my reaction, he raises slightly one of his eyebrows and grins mischievously. Then he cups my face with both of his hands, dips his head down and kisses me fast and hard on the lips. My eyes close before his lips touch mine and I get so worked up and stunned that I do not open them, afterward.
A third voice whispers in my head: "I am Eric." I open my eyes and zoom in again on his. Oh, LORD have mercy on me! ….
During all these procedures, the eyes of the other two man have been locked on me and now they look predatory. The sight of my tongue wetting my lips seems to have stirred and caused a spontaneous reaction in both men, because they let out a deep growl, almost at the same time. Oh Jesus, I am soon going to be devoured. Hallelujah and Amen to that!
Erik snakes his right arm around my waist, pulls me back tightly against his rock-hard, cool chest, and moves us into the center of the bed. The left one is still holding both of my wrists in the air. Then, his right hand gets busy and starts dancing up and down my body. He takes a deep audible breath and blows a gush of chilly air to the right side of my neck. I shiver and close my eyes at the wonderful sensation.
Soon after, his hand cups my breast and his lips make contact with my neck. He squeezes my breast and lightly pinches my erect nipple over the fabric of my tiny bra. His fangs graze slightly the skin on my neck, but he retracts them afterward. When he bites me he does it in a sweet caressing way without piercing my skin. Not a drop of blood leaves my body and I close my eyes in a wedded bliss. …
Eiríkr, one knee on the bed, shoeless, is about to become tunic-less. In a swift movement, he lifts the fabric over his head and stands before me, underwear-less, glorious in his nudity, his hair caressing the edges of his bare skin. He gives me a smug look, grinning seductively, climbs on the bed and moves on his knees until we are eye to eye. The impact of his eyes causes tremors to run up and down my body. Our bodies still not touching, his hands start roaming all over the front part of my body as he claims my mouth for a heavenly kiss.
Erik, one arm still holding my bound wrists in the air, the other wrapped around my waist, presses me further into his front body, his lips kissing my neck, behind my ear and nipping lightly at my earlobe. I moan into the other man's mouth at the feel of his lips, teeth and hard cock.
Eiríkr hands are now cupping both of my breasts and squeezing them. He pinches both of my nipples and never breaking the kiss, he straddles my legs, while his hands slide up both of my raised arms until he reaches my imprisoned wrists. Erik removes his hold on them and his left hand moves down to caress my left breast and then proceeds to go down my body. At the same time Erik's fingers reach my mound, Eiríkr unties my wrists freeing my hands and breaks off our kiss. He lowers our arms and I rest mine on his chest while his settle on my shoulders. My heart is racing, my breathing is labored, irregular and I feel light-headed.
Erik starts to slide his fingers back and forth over my slit, I hold my breath, my eyes get wide open looking into Eiríkr's, low ragged sounds starting to come from my throat. Eiríkr claims my lips again and, as soon as Erik pushes one of his long cold fingers into my core, his warm tongue invades my mouth. I moan, grind my hips against Erik and encircle Eiríkr's waist pulling his body to mine. They both emit a grunt at my feistiness setting my aroused body on fire.
Erik arms leave my body and he lays them on top of my own encircling us. Hugging the other man and sandwiching me with their hot and cold bodies. He starts to move, as if to lie back down on the bed and takes us with him. He sits on the bed, places one of his legs on either side of mine, releases us from the embrace and grips the upper part of both of my arms.
Eiríkr releases my lips and starts to move his mouth to the south of my body, kissing, licking, nipping. Down my neck, collarbone, chest, breasts, stomach, belly, my right leg, my right foot, my right toes. Then up my left leg, starting at the toes and foot, until he reaches my belly and stops. He pays special homage to my breasts on his trip, but he saves the worshiping for the expectant throbbing center of my upside-down triangle.
He plants small kisses all over my skin there, then parts my folds and gives a long lick up my pussy. I let out a loud "FUCK!" from my lips and I do believe that is my very first coherent word of the night. Uh-uh, very intellectual and academic, indeed.
My expletive makes Eiríkr lift his head and look at me. Then, he licks his lips and closes those perfectly blue eyes, to savor the flavor of me. I stare at him, mesmerized, my breathing coming in successive long pants. …
…. The sight of him nude makes me catch my breath and I just feel like I have to touch him. I need to touch him. All of him.
…
Eiríkr's hand slides down the side of my body to cup my hip. He wraps his arm around me, too, and forces my body lower as he rises, so that certain parts of his anatomy are touching me. He is hard and the feel of him pressed against my butt feels wonderful. It makes me writhe against him, which makes his body react, growing even more, moving against my body. It is all involuntary, and I love knowing that I affect him like this.
He pushes against me, and it brings a small sound from my lips. He nuzzles my neck, biting just a little and that little biting makes me writhe more. He bits harder, and my spine bows with it. He cups his mouth around the side of my throat and bits down. I cry out for him; my nails clawing at Erik's arm.
He eases back and Erik draws me in against the front of his body, he is much harder and eager now, too. The feel of them against the front and the back of my body makes me a whimpering mess. Then, Erik cups my ass, presses me harder against the front of him and I push at his body, almost like I want to get away, but that isn't what I am thinking. The feel of them so eager, so big, so hard, so ready, trapped between my body and theirs is almost too much.
…
Eric's hand is still caressing my hair and I look up at him, again. I make a quick decision and raise myself up while still in the midst of the other two men. I get on my knees, give Erik and Eiríkr a kiss on the lips and, facing Eric, I lay a much longer one on him, too. While I kiss him, I let my nails run down over the sides of his body. I release his lips, look into his eyes and let my nails rake is skin further. He hisses and I give him a wicked smile. Then, I lean forward, steady my hands against the warm sides of his thighs, and lower my mouth to his body mooning the other two men in the process.
I kiss and lick all around his V-shaped area, teasing him, continuously, with the tip of my tongue. This elicits a deep growl from him. His reaction spurs me further and I wrap one of my hands around him and stroke the length of his cock. I move my hand slowly at first and then a bit faster. He moans and I look up to see he has thrown his head back and closed his eyes. I let the tip of my tongue touch him before I drive my mouth over his shaft until my lips meet my own hand.
I use my hand to squeeze and pulse around him, but it also keeps me from having to try to take all of him in my mouth. I can deep-throat, but it isn't always the most comfortable position, not with someone of his size. I shake my head and squeeze him tight at the same time. He growls, swears loudly and puts a hand on my head while a shudder runs up the length of his body.
Eiríkr's warm hands caress my behind and his fingers find their way, under my panties, into my pussy's opening. He slowly shoves one of his fingers inside me and that combined with doing oral sex on Eric makes me all wet. I whimper desperate for more and he moves his very long finger in and out and around, and I let a muffled cry out for him. Next he puts two of his fingers inside me, and I can feel he is searching for something while he is sliding them in and out of me. He finds it and I moan, loudly, releasing Eric's erect mast, momentarily, from my hands and mouth. I brace myself putting both of my hands on Eric's thighs for balance.
Eiríkr finds it, my G-spot, and he flicks his fingers back and forth across it. Mixed with my moans and cries I manage to utter my second coherent word of the night... "GOD!" And yes, it crosses my mind, now and here, that it can not be a coincidence that in the English language the two words start with the letter G.
Good GOD it feels good, so good. It makes me part my legs apart wider for him, makes me angle my hips for him while my tush is in the air. He takes that for the invitation it is, rips my panties from my body and drives his fingers, effortlessly, inside me. He moves them in and out of me, harder, faster with each motion, until I throw my head back and cry out for him again.
All of a sudden, his fingers stop going into me and I feel Erik's cool hands, on my fevered skin, lifting me up and turning me to face him, his body hard, eager. Just the sight of him like that, knowing what we are about to do, makes things low in my body tighten. Small orgasms before he even enters me.
He reaches both of his hands behind my back, unclasps my bra and sends it flying through the air. Then he lies me back down, completely naked, on the bed. His hand on my face, goes down to my neck, passing my breasts, my stomach, my belly until he reaches my girl. Once there, he rubs his icy finger over my nub and then inserts it into my hot wet center to test my readiness. I whimper and he lets out a satisfied growl, so I take it he realizes I am more than ready now. Never leaving mine for a single minute, his eyes are half-closed, as if they are getting, somehow, blinded by a very strong light. By the Gods, I swear I cannot be more ready for pleasure than this. Give it to me!
He gets on top of me, placing himself between my legs, kisses me and angles his body to enter mine, for the second time. When his tip is in I writhe around him and close my eyes, just from the feel of him working his way inside. I open my eyes again and gaze up at him letting my eyes see his face, the look in his eyes as he slides himself inside me, inch by inch. His powerful arms are supporting him above me, now, so that I can see him as he gradually pushes his way into my wet core. He pushes all that length into me, at an easy pace, then back up until just the tip of him remains inside of me and holds himself there. I grunt.
I didn't want to take it slow anymore, I couldn't wait not even a goddamn second more, I just needed him in me, badly.
Moving. As if mind reading me, he slams back in and starts to thrust into me, slow at first, then harder and faster. He grabs my hips, lifts my lower body off the bed and holds me in his big hands as he pounds himself into me, so hard and fast that I throw my head back at the intense pleasure of it.
My eyes meet Eric's very own. He is looking down at me, with sparkling lust-filled eyes, while sitting, still in the same position as before, with his legs partially under him and his back against the headboard. He is stroking himself, polishing his long sword for battle, and I positively want to ravish him with my mouth, again.
A hand grabs my left breast and pinches my nipple. I yelp, tear my eyes away from Eric and lower my head to see Eiríkr's blond head sneaking under Erik's arm, diving towards my body. I feel his warm tongue lick my nipple, then his mouth wraps around it and sucks it while his hand presses on my breast. My pleasure is enhanced tenfold. I let out a load cry throwing my head back, once again, and put both of my hands in Eiríkr's head silently telling him not to stop.
Once and yet again, my eyes meet Eric's and I take my left hand out of the other man's hair to beckon him to me. He moves closer into my left side, elevates himself from his former position and places himself on his knees on the left side of my head. I lift my head and reach for his hard length while Eric moves a bit closer to me.
He puts his right hand under my head to support me up and then places it in his folded right leg, giving me all the access needed to his ready throbbing dick. I take him in my mouth, again, while holding and stroking him with my left hand. His right hand settles on my head and sets to help me pleasure him. His left one reaches for my left breast, squeezes it, caresses it and his fingers pinch the top of my nipple making me almost come undone.
Eiríkr is still licking, sucking and biting lightly on my right breast while still holding it with his left hand. His right hand has slid down my belly and his fingers are currently moving over my clit driving me further out of my mind.
During this whole time, Erik has been pounding into me, fiercely. I can feel my orgasm coming as if it is a warm Geyser erupting from within me. But before it happens the three of them cease what they were doing and I let out a what-the-fuck-are-they-stopping-for frustrated groan. I stop my assault on Eric and turn my head to look into their eyes to question them with my very open wide shocked orbits.
Six glittering half-closed blue eyes are looking down at me. Three radiating smiles illuminating their mouths. Then, my three magnificent men look at each other, nod to one another with a slight mischievous grin on their faces and put their big and strong hands on me. I realize, in this very precise moment, that I am soon to be so thoroughly and unrelentingly screwed. Oh... YES, pleaseeee! Bring it on!
….
I would like to thank the author, Violetbat, for letting me borrow from her story and a special thank you to SouthernLady23 for her help in finding the visuals.
*Please note that this is only an excerpt of the story. I urge you to read the full story by clicking HERE*
…I look up into the third man's eyes and they are glazed over with desire. They scrutinize every bit of me, from my head to my toes and back up, being held in the arms of the other two men. I can't help the blush from issuing and spreading all over my face. Seeing my reaction, he raises slightly one of his eyebrows and grins mischievously. Then he cups my face with both of his hands, dips his head down and kisses me fast and hard on the lips. My eyes close before his lips touch mine and I get so worked up and stunned that I do not open them, afterward.
A third voice whispers in my head: "I am Eric." I open my eyes and zoom in again on his. Oh, LORD have mercy on me! ….
During all these procedures, the eyes of the other two man have been locked on me and now they look predatory. The sight of my tongue wetting my lips seems to have stirred and caused a spontaneous reaction in both men, because they let out a deep growl, almost at the same time. Oh Jesus, I am soon going to be devoured. Hallelujah and Amen to that!
Erik snakes his right arm around my waist, pulls me back tightly against his rock-hard, cool chest, and moves us into the center of the bed. The left one is still holding both of my wrists in the air. Then, his right hand gets busy and starts dancing up and down my body. He takes a deep audible breath and blows a gush of chilly air to the right side of my neck. I shiver and close my eyes at the wonderful sensation.
Soon after, his hand cups my breast and his lips make contact with my neck. He squeezes my breast and lightly pinches my erect nipple over the fabric of my tiny bra. His fangs graze slightly the skin on my neck, but he retracts them afterward. When he bites me he does it in a sweet caressing way without piercing my skin. Not a drop of blood leaves my body and I close my eyes in a wedded bliss. …
Eiríkr, one knee on the bed, shoeless, is about to become tunic-less. In a swift movement, he lifts the fabric over his head and stands before me, underwear-less, glorious in his nudity, his hair caressing the edges of his bare skin. He gives me a smug look, grinning seductively, climbs on the bed and moves on his knees until we are eye to eye. The impact of his eyes causes tremors to run up and down my body. Our bodies still not touching, his hands start roaming all over the front part of my body as he claims my mouth for a heavenly kiss.
Erik, one arm still holding my bound wrists in the air, the other wrapped around my waist, presses me further into his front body, his lips kissing my neck, behind my ear and nipping lightly at my earlobe. I moan into the other man's mouth at the feel of his lips, teeth and hard cock.
Eiríkr hands are now cupping both of my breasts and squeezing them. He pinches both of my nipples and never breaking the kiss, he straddles my legs, while his hands slide up both of my raised arms until he reaches my imprisoned wrists. Erik removes his hold on them and his left hand moves down to caress my left breast and then proceeds to go down my body. At the same time Erik's fingers reach my mound, Eiríkr unties my wrists freeing my hands and breaks off our kiss. He lowers our arms and I rest mine on his chest while his settle on my shoulders. My heart is racing, my breathing is labored, irregular and I feel light-headed.
Erik starts to slide his fingers back and forth over my slit, I hold my breath, my eyes get wide open looking into Eiríkr's, low ragged sounds starting to come from my throat. Eiríkr claims my lips again and, as soon as Erik pushes one of his long cold fingers into my core, his warm tongue invades my mouth. I moan, grind my hips against Erik and encircle Eiríkr's waist pulling his body to mine. They both emit a grunt at my feistiness setting my aroused body on fire.
Eiríkr releases my lips and starts to move his mouth to the south of my body, kissing, licking, nipping. Down my neck, collarbone, chest, breasts, stomach, belly, my right leg, my right foot, my right toes. Then up my left leg, starting at the toes and foot, until he reaches my belly and stops. He pays special homage to my breasts on his trip, but he saves the worshiping for the expectant throbbing center of my upside-down triangle.
He plants small kisses all over my skin there, then parts my folds and gives a long lick up my pussy. I let out a loud "FUCK!" from my lips and I do believe that is my very first coherent word of the night. Uh-uh, very intellectual and academic, indeed.
My expletive makes Eiríkr lift his head and look at me. Then, he licks his lips and closes those perfectly blue eyes, to savor the flavor of me. I stare at him, mesmerized, my breathing coming in successive long pants. …
…. The sight of him nude makes me catch my breath and I just feel like I have to touch him. I need to touch him. All of him.
…
Eiríkr's hand slides down the side of my body to cup my hip. He wraps his arm around me, too, and forces my body lower as he rises, so that certain parts of his anatomy are touching me. He is hard and the feel of him pressed against my butt feels wonderful. It makes me writhe against him, which makes his body react, growing even more, moving against my body. It is all involuntary, and I love knowing that I affect him like this.
He pushes against me, and it brings a small sound from my lips. He nuzzles my neck, biting just a little and that little biting makes me writhe more. He bits harder, and my spine bows with it. He cups his mouth around the side of my throat and bits down. I cry out for him; my nails clawing at Erik's arm.
He eases back and Erik draws me in against the front of his body, he is much harder and eager now, too. The feel of them against the front and the back of my body makes me a whimpering mess. Then, Erik cups my ass, presses me harder against the front of him and I push at his body, almost like I want to get away, but that isn't what I am thinking. The feel of them so eager, so big, so hard, so ready, trapped between my body and theirs is almost too much.
…
Eric's hand is still caressing my hair and I look up at him, again. I make a quick decision and raise myself up while still in the midst of the other two men. I get on my knees, give Erik and Eiríkr a kiss on the lips and, facing Eric, I lay a much longer one on him, too. While I kiss him, I let my nails run down over the sides of his body. I release his lips, look into his eyes and let my nails rake is skin further. He hisses and I give him a wicked smile. Then, I lean forward, steady my hands against the warm sides of his thighs, and lower my mouth to his body mooning the other two men in the process.
I kiss and lick all around his V-shaped area, teasing him, continuously, with the tip of my tongue. This elicits a deep growl from him. His reaction spurs me further and I wrap one of my hands around him and stroke the length of his cock. I move my hand slowly at first and then a bit faster. He moans and I look up to see he has thrown his head back and closed his eyes. I let the tip of my tongue touch him before I drive my mouth over his shaft until my lips meet my own hand.
I use my hand to squeeze and pulse around him, but it also keeps me from having to try to take all of him in my mouth. I can deep-throat, but it isn't always the most comfortable position, not with someone of his size. I shake my head and squeeze him tight at the same time. He growls, swears loudly and puts a hand on my head while a shudder runs up the length of his body.
Eiríkr's warm hands caress my behind and his fingers find their way, under my panties, into my pussy's opening. He slowly shoves one of his fingers inside me and that combined with doing oral sex on Eric makes me all wet. I whimper desperate for more and he moves his very long finger in and out and around, and I let a muffled cry out for him. Next he puts two of his fingers inside me, and I can feel he is searching for something while he is sliding them in and out of me. He finds it and I moan, loudly, releasing Eric's erect mast, momentarily, from my hands and mouth. I brace myself putting both of my hands on Eric's thighs for balance.
Eiríkr finds it, my G-spot, and he flicks his fingers back and forth across it. Mixed with my moans and cries I manage to utter my second coherent word of the night... "GOD!" And yes, it crosses my mind, now and here, that it can not be a coincidence that in the English language the two words start with the letter G.
Good GOD it feels good, so good. It makes me part my legs apart wider for him, makes me angle my hips for him while my tush is in the air. He takes that for the invitation it is, rips my panties from my body and drives his fingers, effortlessly, inside me. He moves them in and out of me, harder, faster with each motion, until I throw my head back and cry out for him again.
All of a sudden, his fingers stop going into me and I feel Erik's cool hands, on my fevered skin, lifting me up and turning me to face him, his body hard, eager. Just the sight of him like that, knowing what we are about to do, makes things low in my body tighten. Small orgasms before he even enters me.
He reaches both of his hands behind my back, unclasps my bra and sends it flying through the air. Then he lies me back down, completely naked, on the bed. His hand on my face, goes down to my neck, passing my breasts, my stomach, my belly until he reaches my girl. Once there, he rubs his icy finger over my nub and then inserts it into my hot wet center to test my readiness. I whimper and he lets out a satisfied growl, so I take it he realizes I am more than ready now. Never leaving mine for a single minute, his eyes are half-closed, as if they are getting, somehow, blinded by a very strong light. By the Gods, I swear I cannot be more ready for pleasure than this. Give it to me!
He gets on top of me, placing himself between my legs, kisses me and angles his body to enter mine, for the second time. When his tip is in I writhe around him and close my eyes, just from the feel of him working his way inside. I open my eyes again and gaze up at him letting my eyes see his face, the look in his eyes as he slides himself inside me, inch by inch. His powerful arms are supporting him above me, now, so that I can see him as he gradually pushes his way into my wet core. He pushes all that length into me, at an easy pace, then back up until just the tip of him remains inside of me and holds himself there. I grunt.
I didn't want to take it slow anymore, I couldn't wait not even a goddamn second more, I just needed him in me, badly.
Moving. As if mind reading me, he slams back in and starts to thrust into me, slow at first, then harder and faster. He grabs my hips, lifts my lower body off the bed and holds me in his big hands as he pounds himself into me, so hard and fast that I throw my head back at the intense pleasure of it.
My eyes meet Eric's very own. He is looking down at me, with sparkling lust-filled eyes, while sitting, still in the same position as before, with his legs partially under him and his back against the headboard. He is stroking himself, polishing his long sword for battle, and I positively want to ravish him with my mouth, again.
A hand grabs my left breast and pinches my nipple. I yelp, tear my eyes away from Eric and lower my head to see Eiríkr's blond head sneaking under Erik's arm, diving towards my body. I feel his warm tongue lick my nipple, then his mouth wraps around it and sucks it while his hand presses on my breast. My pleasure is enhanced tenfold. I let out a load cry throwing my head back, once again, and put both of my hands in Eiríkr's head silently telling him not to stop.
Once and yet again, my eyes meet Eric's and I take my left hand out of the other man's hair to beckon him to me. He moves closer into my left side, elevates himself from his former position and places himself on his knees on the left side of my head. I lift my head and reach for his hard length while Eric moves a bit closer to me.
He puts his right hand under my head to support me up and then places it in his folded right leg, giving me all the access needed to his ready throbbing dick. I take him in my mouth, again, while holding and stroking him with my left hand. His right hand settles on my head and sets to help me pleasure him. His left one reaches for my left breast, squeezes it, caresses it and his fingers pinch the top of my nipple making me almost come undone.
Eiríkr is still licking, sucking and biting lightly on my right breast while still holding it with his left hand. His right hand has slid down my belly and his fingers are currently moving over my clit driving me further out of my mind.
During this whole time, Erik has been pounding into me, fiercely. I can feel my orgasm coming as if it is a warm Geyser erupting from within me. But before it happens the three of them cease what they were doing and I let out a what-the-fuck-are-they-stopping-for frustrated groan. I stop my assault on Eric and turn my head to look into their eyes to question them with my very open wide shocked orbits.
Six glittering half-closed blue eyes are looking down at me. Three radiating smiles illuminating their mouths. Then, my three magnificent men look at each other, nod to one another with a slight mischievous grin on their faces and put their big and strong hands on me. I realize, in this very precise moment, that I am soon to be so thoroughly and unrelentingly screwed. Oh... YES, pleaseeee! Bring it on!
…. I would like to thank the author, Violetbat, for letting me borrow from her story and a special thank you to SouthernLady23 for her help in finding the visuals.
