Breakfast with Mia by Jordan Bell

mouth.
    Todd’s confidence over took him and he approached, his hand
steady as he took my thigh and stroked the soft, newly scrubbed skin up to my
ass. He gazed down into my face and tentatively, leisurely stole a kiss, lips
slightly parted.
    “I’ll give you anything you asked for.”
    I closed my eyes and inhaled the scent of his lust, of his
cologne. I slid the robe off my shoulders and let him see all of me and I
thought, he looked like he might want to bury his face in my body and die a
little.
    I took his hand and pulled him after me toward the bedroom,
the bedroom Damian and I hadn’t even been in yet. Damian caught the dimmer
switch, gave us haunting, desperate darkness and took a chair near the window
where he could see the length of the bed easily. Henry followed, more nervous
than Todd or I.
    The two friends stripped and I sat primly on the edge of the
bed and watched. Todd was a modest size compared to Damian but then, everyone
was modest sized in comparison. Henry was long but not so thick. Both of them
were erect. Henry got on the bed first, moved behind me and grasped my wrists. Todd
very carefully unrolled a condom onto his erection and his soft expression
hardened when he shook his head.
    “No, I don’t think so, Mia. I don’t want to fuck a good
girl. I want the slut who kissed another woman while I touched her thighs.
Spread your legs. Spread them nice and wide.”
    Henry pulled me and it was so exciting, these men who wanted
me so very badly. Henry dragged me to the middle of the bed and spread open my
knees until my legs ached. He held them open for his friend, my wet pussy
inviting him, daring him to take it. Todd climbed between my knees and spent
several minutes running his palms up and down my thighs and hips.
    “You are a very beautiful woman, Mia. I’ve been with many
beautiful women, but there’s something about you that’s so honestly sexual. I
can’t stop staring at you. If I thought I could, I’d carry you out of here and
never bring you back.” Todd climbed down on top of me and licked my belly up to
my breasts and Henry held them for him. Shit, he fed me to his friend and I
became a monster then. I closed my eyes and raged, the heat in my belly a
tumultuous storm that ached to be touched and filled and fucked shamelessly.
    “Take me,” I begged and arched my body into Todd’s,
desperate for the feel of his skin on mine. Henry did his best to mostly hold
me still, but my writhing, storming body was no match. “Please, take me!”
    “Incorrigible slut,” he hissed and held me into the bed with
the weight of his body. He took a nipple into his mouth and bit it, left a mark
of him on my soft skin and sucked and licked at his branding. I howled and
gasped for relief, but still he held off. Still they held me down and took
their sweet time.
    “Shit, her tits are nice,” Henry muttered and Todd shifted
so his friend could lean over my face from behind me and take my other nipple
in his mouth and they both went to town bathing and lashing my breasts,
oblivious to my cries of passion. I felt overwhelmed by them, every inch of me
covered in gooseflesh and tingling with the power of the orgasm building
between my legs. They took and took and took. Todd liked to give Henry orders –
orders to bite my breasts or twist my nipple or hold me still. Henry, for his
part, was patient for the scraps of me after Todd was finished with one tender
body part after another.
    They took turns kissing me, turning my chin one way and the
other, their tongues quickly indistinguishable but for Todd’s aggressive
control of my body and Henry’s attempt to keep up. I knew, knew I was going to
burn up from this, burn to ashes and blow away, leaving nothing behind. I was
beside myself and shameless. Shameless.
    “Fuck me, fuck me please, please! I can’t stand it, I need
someone inside me!”
    “Filthy whore, fuck. You want it bad don’t you baby? I’ll
give it to you. I’ll fucking give it to you