Hot in the City 2: Sin City (8 page)

He was totally absorbed in her now, loved what a dirty girl she was being—far more than he’d even dared to dream. Following her command, he eased down onto his knees and slowly drew the tiny panties down over her calves and ankles, watching as she pulled out one red heel, then the other.

Tossing the damp panties over his shoulder, he looked into those wild eyes of hazel and said, “Now, sweetheart, I’ve
got
to take a good long look at this hot little pussy.”

In response, she spread her legs wide and her pussy opened with them—gaping and swollen.

“Oh, honey,” Dan groaned, and Marc saw from his peripheral vision that his friends were still stroking their dicks as they leaned forward to study her cunt, as well.

Her soft pink flesh glistened beneath the stream of Vegas nightlight admitted through the sunroof. Her clit protruded, a hard little mountain of need.

He planned to lick and kiss and suck every inch of her beautifully engorged pussy, but as he’d told her, first he just wanted to take a long, slow perusal. He wanted to smell her tangy sweet aroma, wanted to feel her smooth outer lips, wanted to memorize her from her erect clit to her little round hole.

As Marc ran his fingertips painstakingly around the outer edge of her pussy, Diana couldn’t help fondling her breasts, massaging the round globes, lightly pinching her firm nipples. This moment was making her feel more alive, more sexually vital, than anything ever had. She couldn’t quite believe she was doing this, yet somehow it had come easy. She’d always thought she was a wild child, but up to now, she’d always kept sex between her and one other guy. Indeed, the combination of Sin City and Marc Davenport was inspiring her to new heights of sexual gratification.

As Marc’s friends watched him so intimately exploring her cunt—mmm, now he was gently stroking his thumbs from top to bottom in her wet pink flesh—she took the opportunity to look back and forth between the two handsome men, scrutinizing their cocks. Neither was quite as long as Marc’s glorious and unexaggerated nine inches—which had both challenged and thrilled her to suck it—but they were still very fine. She liked the way they looked being held and stroked by masculine hands. Dan’s possessed a bright pink head that sported a little come, while Craig’s had a slight curve and was intriguingly thick.

Looking at both shafts made her yearn to see Marc’s again—it was so big and hard she thought she’d never get enough of it.

But at the moment, she was experiencing a whole
new
temptation.

Only if it pleased Marc, though. That’s all she wanted. She’d already discovered that pleasing this man was more than half the thrill for her.

She leaned down, taking his face between her hands, and whispered quietly. “Tell me what else you want.”

His dark eyes looked consumed by desire. “I want a lot of things.”

Somehow she had a feeling he wanted the same thing she was suddenly so very tempted to do. One of them had to say it. She spoke even lower. “Do you want to share me?”

His breath came heavy, his answer without hesitation. “Yes.” Yet his eyebrows instantly knit. “But only if you want that, too. Only if you’re a hundred percent into it.”

She smiled, ever the bad girl. It flowed through her veins, part of her blood.

She kissed him, hard, quick, then sat back up, shocked at her desire, stunned by her daring, and ready to thrill them all anew.

She glanced back and forth between Dan and Craig, then let herself indulge in a long-time fantasy. “Do you boys want to kiss my pretty breasts?”

She had just enough time to catch the awe and excitement on each guy’s face before they both bent to her chest. And just as they each took a nipple into their mouth, Marc went down on her, raking his tongue over her clit. She let out a pleasured sigh, then leaned back a little deeper in the plush seat and spread her legs farther apart.

Diana had never experienced such brazen ecstasy. Having three men suck on her at once filled her with an indescribable pleasure she’d only dreamed about. She loved looking down to see all three of them mouthing her and delighted in the way each felt different. Dan sucked her nipple hard, making her feel the pull deep within her breast. Craig, conversely, delivered hot little licks across her other pearl-hard peak, to leave it looking prettily wet in between his ministrations. When he changed to sucking, she could tell he ran the tip of his tongue around her nipple even as he gently pulled on it with his lips.

Below, Marc delivered the greatest joy of all. Each stroke of his warm tongue was like a trail of fire racing across her cunt. “Mmm, yes, baby,” she purred, peering down at him overtop Craig’s and Dan’s heads. With his mouth still buried between the widespread lips of her cunt, Marc peered up at her, eyes glassy—he looked drunk on her, which was just what she wanted. She wanted them all to be totally intoxicated with each other.

Out the tinted windows, the sparkling lights of Vegas shimmered around them, and above her, through the open sunroof, the illumination of a million bulbs shone down bright enough that she had a lovely view of the three men pleasuring her with their wet mouths. She thrust her cunt at Marc, panting, knowing she would come soon. Intense pleasure rose within her, making her pussy feel light and heavy at the same time, making her feel so lost to it that she mindlessly pumped her body at all the glorious male mouths. The sounds of wet suckling filled the big car, along with Diana’s moans, coming low in her throat, growing louder and louder as she neared her climax.

“A little more, baby,” she whimpered. “Keep licking me. Keep licking.” The command seemed to inspire them all to work a little harder, suck a little deeper.

As Diana neared orgasm, she had the strange sensation that her nipples were longer and harder than they’d ever been before, that her clit was bigger and more rigid than ever in her life. She closed her eyes, basked in the forbidden delights, thought again how incredible it was to have three perfect mouths pleasuring her body, then she tipped over the edge.

Deep, rough waves of satiation rolled through her as she cried out, “Yes! Yes! Yes!” with each one. “Oh! Oh! God! Yes!” She’d never come so intensely.

Her three lovers each continued working at their tasks until she went completely still beneath their mouths, then they finally released her spent flesh.

She opened her eyes to see Marc smiling up at her as he dropped a soft kiss just below her belly button. “How was that, baby?” His hands slid up to cup the outer curves of her breasts.

She hoped he saw the deep heat swimming in her eyes. “You have
no
idea.” Still recovering from the climax of a lifetime, she let her head fall back as she laughed, and murmured, “So, so good.”

Her eyes were shut, but she felt Marc place another kiss on her stomach. “Mmm.” And without quite thinking about it, she reached out to either side of her until she was curling her hands around Dan’s and Craig’s cocks.

“Unh…” Craig moaned next to her.

“Oh, baby,” Dan muttered.

She opened her eyes and flashed a sexy, playful smile at her three companions. “It was so good that I feel I must show my gratitude.”

Craig let out a deep, excited laugh as she began sliding her fists firmly up and down the two pleasantly hard shafts.

“Damn, sweetheart,” Marc crooned, still caressing her breasts, his chin resting on her abdomen, “I keep thinking you can’t get me any more excited, but…”

“Then you don’t mind if I make your friends feel good?” she asked with a sinful little grin.

“It’s arousing the hell out of me.”

“I want to arouse you even more.”

At that, Diana released the two nice-sized cocks from her grip and got to her knees on the floor, positioning herself between Dan’s legs. Smiling up at him, but mainly thinking of Marc’s eyes on her, she closed her hand around the base of his shaft, then lowered her mouth onto his cock.

The taste of pre-come met her tongue, sweet and gooey, making her hungry for more. She went as far down on him as she could without straining herself. With Marc, she had strained and stretched and worked to relax her throat so she could take him in deeper—because there was so much to take in and because she wanted so profoundly to pleasure him—but with Dan and Craig she only planned to go as far as what came naturally.

“Oh baby, that’s very nice,” Dan whispered. She hoped desperately that Marc was watching her mouth slide up and down this shaft just as it had on his a little while ago. She liked the way Dan’s hard-on filled her mouth, but she’d
loved
the way Marc’s had. It had made her want to suck him dry, but she’d resisted in order to keep him hot and ready for more.

When she felt hands on her breasts, at first she didn’t know whether they belonged to Marc or Craig, which excited her. Looking slightly to the right, though, she spotted Craig down on the floor with her, reaching under her to play with her dangling nipples.

That meant the hands currently caressing her hips and ass belonged to Marc—mmm, yes. She did her best to thrust her pussy out toward him, and he rewarded her by stroking it.

Beneath her, Craig fondled her, pinching her nipples, and behind her—oh God! Marc had just inserted a finger into her hot little hole. He moved it in and out in time with her ministrations to Dan, then inserted another, maybe a third—she couldn’t tell.

She fucked Marc’s fingers, releasing needy whimpers, and when that ceased, giving way to a light, rustling sound, she glanced over her shoulder to see him rolling on a condom. Finally, his hands molded to both her hips, his glorious cock poised to enter her aching pussy.

She pushed against the thick pressure and it sank in, warm, deep, in one long slow stroke that demonstrated for her just how ready she was. “Unh!” she cried around Dan’s width. Normally, she might have to ease onto nine inches a little at a time, but her cunt had accepted Marc’s enormous rod like a snug little glove closing around a hand.

She instantly loved the sensation of being filled from both ends. Craig’s touches and nips at her breasts made the experience even more spectacular.

Deciding she needed to give him some special pleasures, too, she let Dan slip from her mouth, and turned to find Craig. He lay stretched out on the floor, his head beneath her elevated stomach, so she shifted herself over him into a sixty-nine.

As she slid her lips down over his cock, she felt the thickness of his shaft fill her in a whole new way. It still didn’t stir her in the same intense manner as sucking on Marc had, but she’d never had such a thick cock in her mouth and taking him in stretched her lips pleasantly. Marc had shifted with her as she straddled Craig’s body, and he fucked her in smooth, hard strokes that made her cry out against Craig’s shaft, which curled naturally toward her throat and aided her in adjusting to his width.

Marc’s hard fucking grew more powerful until she thought the entire lower portion of her body might split apart from the incredible thrusts. And when she least expected it, a tongue, Craig’s, began to lap at her clit.
Oh yes, yes, yes
,
she whispered inside as she continued to give him the same oral attention. It was the perfect titillation added to the pounding of Marc’s cock. She cried out as he drove into her, the sound vibrating around Craig’s shaft, which seemed to increase the intensity of his licking. It came hard and wet until she felt as much like she was fucking his mouth as she was fucking Marc’s big rod.

That’s when it broke—like an explosion of fireworks, like hot sparks shattering into a million pieces to fall across her body. This orgasm was longer, sweeter, something she was able to ride out, wrenching every drop of pleasure from it before it ended.

Only then did she realize she’d released the cock from her mouth in order to scream her release. When she finally went still, she collapsed next to Craig on the floor. He reached out to rub her leg. “You’re an incredible woman,” he told her with a smile. “Thank you.”

Unbelievably, the simple compliment made her cunt quiver, even after all that little piece of flesh had already been through. In response, she lifted her head onto the fabric covering his thigh, reaching out her tongue to give his erection another little lick. She offered him an easy, sensual smile and hoped this night might help him move on after his breakup with Marla.

Marc lounged on the floor with them, too, now. He situated himself between her legs to gently stroke her outer lip with his thumb. “Tell me, sweetheart, can this sweet pussy of yours take anymore?”

She laughed softly. To her surprise, her cunt was still hungry, still hot. “Well, you have an incredible cock, baby, and you use it
very
well…but yeah, I can take more. I
want
more.”

Their gazes met. “What exactly do you want?”

“I want you to fuck me until you come.”

Marc’s eyes seemed to glaze over at her words.

She grew vaguely aware that the car was moving in a different direction than the last time she’d looked; she caught sight of the MGM Grand, its walls changing from one electric color to the next. Other cars passed them by on the busy boulevard. If they only knew what was going on inside
this
car, she thought, they’d beg to watch.

As she looked around her at her three handsome men, all wearing their suits, and all with their nice hard cocks exposed, she still couldn’t quite believe the pleasure she’d let herself indulge in tonight, and she was ready for more.