Page 46 of Nailing Studs

Taylor sealed his lips around my clit just as Logan shifted alongside me to draw one of my nipples into his mouth. Dominic was still kissing me, but when he saw what Logan was doing, he leaned down to mouth my other breast. His teeth dragged along my pebbled nipple, sending spasms of exquisite pleasure shooting through my breast, down to my core.

The sensation of all three of their mouths on me simultaneously was almost more than I could bear. Better than anything I’d ever imagined in those wild fantasies I’d been having over the last couple of weeks. Taylor sucked lightly on my clit, the pressure in my core pairing with the deviously effective attention of the other two that pushed me closer to the edge.

Looking down and seeing these three handsome men treating me to a myriad sensations made me come unexpectedly. My orgasm bloomed out from between my legs, my clit pulsing under Taylor’s patient tongue, and he slid his hands beneath my ass and drew me hungrily onto his mouth as I helplessly shuddered beneath him. Eventually, I had to rock my hips away as the feeling grew too much, my pussy too sensitive even as it wanted more.

“Mmm...” Taylor lifted his head slowly, his gaze falling on mine as a smile spread across his face. “You taste so good, Kayla. I could do that all day.”

“You’re not the only one.” Dominic shifted down my body, kissing it and letting his fingers graze the outside of my thigh, then brushing through the trimmed length of my pubic hair. He gently tugged on it, the pressure releasing something in me. I turned to Logan who’d offered me his mouth and kissed him. Logan teased my nipple with his fingers.

I was still panting to catch my breath after what had just happened, and this was only the start of it. I felt an intense warmth fill me up, excitement and nerves all wrapped up in one, as Dominic pulled my leg back to get a better view of what Taylor had already seen, tasted, and satisfied. As Taylor held my other leg to spread me open, Dominic slipped a finger inside of me, watching with some expression I couldn’t read as my lips parted at the pleasure of it. Taylor planted a couple of soft kisses on the inside of my thigh, watching as Dominic penetrated me with his finger.

I couldn’t get over this, how happy they seemed to watch the others with me. They seemed at peace that we were all together, moving as a unit, like this was what they’d been waiting for all this time.

“You’re so wet,” Logan breathed in my ear, kissing down my neck slowly and lazily. “I can’t wait to fuck you…”

I groaned with pleasure and didn’t care how I sounded. These men were making me feel deliciously good. Dom’s fingers spreading me open triggered my body to quake, a reminder that I wanted all three of them inside me. Not all in my pussy—I didn’t think that was possible—but all over me, fucking my core, my mouth, and who knew what else. I bit my lip at the thought, the anticipation prickling my skin.

Then I said what I was truly feeling. “Dom, I want you first. Please.”

His eyes lit up, like he couldn’t believe I had picked him. After all the quiet exchanges we’d had over the past couple of weeks, I just wanted to feel Dom inside me, penetrating me, taking me for his own.

“Yes, ma’am,” he said, teasingly. “I aim to please.” Hunger gleamed in his eyes, his expression holding the promise that he’d fuck me good and hard and relentlessly.

And that’s what I needed right then.

They shifted positions. Dom grabbed me and flipped me over, grabbing my hips and pulling me up to all fours, running his hand over my bare backside and squeezing hard on my butt cheek.

“Damn, your ass is perfect,” he murmured, landing a soft spank on my right cheek that made me jump, then giggle.

I’d never had sex with Grant this way because I’d been confident he’d make some snide comment about my ass and the extra weight I was carrying. With my men here, my weight wasn’t “extra”—it was me. Delicious, sexy me. I knew I looked good to Dom. I wiggled my fanny, delighted when he smacked it again.

Beside me, Logan had slipped out his cock from his pants and was now stroking it. Like Taylor he was on the big side, with thick veins that roped around his shaft.

“Anybody got a…” Dom asked, and Taylor quickly handed a condom to him out of the pocket of his jeans. I heard the unzipping of Dom’s pants, then the rip of foil, and knew my pussy was almost dripping. God, this was hot, but I wanted more.

I wanted Logan in my hand, in my mouth, wherever I could get him. My gaze was even with his cock as he brought it closer to my face. My pussy wasn’t the only thing they could fuck, was it?

“Come here.” I reached for Logan, drawing him up until he was in front of me, right as I felt Dom’s hand come to rest on my waist to hold me steady. Slowly, Dom slid into me, and I groaned loud and long. “That feels so good…”

I closed my eyes and loved the sensation of being filled up by Dominic’s thick cock. As I wrapped my hands around Logan’s cock and jerked it slowly, evenly, Dom pushed inside me again, and the feeling of the two of them was almost enough to push me over the edge again.

I closed my eyes a moment, my hand still on Logan’s cock, as I tried to take this all in. It was so much more intense than when I had just been with Taylor alone the week before. That had felt so good, but this was much more than that. The intensity of it was impossible to deny, the way they all touched me like they owned me. So incredibly hot.

“Take him into your mouth,” Taylor spoke, his voice low and guttural.

It took me a minute to realize Taylor was standing near me with his own cock in his hand, slowly stroking himself. Dom was pushing into me at a steady pace, the angle and position making him feel big, and my pussy tightened around him. I parted my lips as Logan guided himself into my mouth, and I felt his cock-head press against my tongue. I could taste just a little bit of pre-cum and was suddenly filled with the need to taste more.

As Dom pumped into me from behind, Logan let me set the pace. It took me a moment to get used to the feeling of him invading my mouth like that, the taste of his warm, clean skin on my tongue so very new and exciting. I slowly traced my tongue up and down him a few times, letting us both grow accustomed to the feel of it, and then, slowly, he began to thrust. He flexed his hips and pushed his cock deep into my mouth until it hit the back of my throat. I slid a hand around his thigh and pulled him in to me.

I wanted more. More of Logan. More of Dominic. More of this cock pushing into my mouth.

“Fuck,” Logan groaned.

“There you go, Kayla.” Taylor encouraged me.

It was the strangest feeling, the heat of all three of them, the desire that hung thick in the air between the four of us. I was quickly reaching the point of not caring how I looked, how I seemed, or how filthy I wanted it. Two men were fucking me—one in my pussy and one in my mouth—giving me a wonderful sense of fullness that satisfied something deep and hot inside of me.

When Logan started to pump just a little faster into my mouth, I heard a low growl from Dom. “Move slow, Logan,” Dom gritted out from behind clenched teeth. “She’s new to this.”