Owned By Her Alpha - Kathy (3 page)

“You guys are perverts,” I say.

Jack is grinning broadly like a fox in a hen
house ready to pounce. My heart does a little flip-flop. Never have
I been able to resist that man's perfect smile.

“Fuck her on the table,” Jack urges the
woman in only a pair of super tight boxer shorts next to him.

I blink once in shock and find the woman's
hand in my long straight black hair.

“Come.”

It's dominant. I guess this is payback for
choking her.

I'm thrown on our posh white wooden dining
table and my legs are spread.

Kerry glances once at the boys and buries
her red painted lips in me.

“FUCK!” I cry.

It's different.
TOTALLY
different from a
man.

I revel in it as she laps on my clit,
circles the hole, arouses the lips and prunes them out to spread my
juices, which are pouring down from my pussy to coat my legs.

Nearby the very distinct sound of two beers
popping meets my ears. I can smell ale. The expensive kind.

“This is better than watching sport during a
blow job,” Jack notes to our housemate.

They laugh and toast each other from where
they are leaning against the breakfast counter as Kerry flanges my
pussy so hard that my juices pour out all over the table in a
sloppy mess.

“I'm going to cum!” I whine.

Kerry lays off. She disappears for a minute.
I breath again.

“Damn, that was intense...” I mutter.

Something cool and hard entering my pussy
shakes me from my daze. The hot lights of the kitchen pour down on
me and blind my eyes for just a moment until, looking down past my
firm stomach, I note a large orange-yellow object being pushed into
my hole.

“A carrot?”

Kerry sniggers and bashes away with it. The
carrots makes some rather obscene slurping sounds in my pussy.

I glance to the boys. They are looking a
little jealous. I don't blame them. This feels good.

“Hey, maybe we should get involved here. I
don't feel like being beaten by a vegetable,” Michael says.

Jack already has his dick ready. He walks
over and pops its long salty length down my throat. I can taste his
cum on the tip meaning he let go down Kerry's throat fairly
strongly and can smell the light scent of sex sweat on him. It's
glorious.

“Better fix this girl's rear up, I guess,”
Michael says speculatively, checking to see if I'm going to reject
the idea. “That pussy is full.”

Kerry spanks him on the butt and I roll my
eyes.

My body is flipped over and Kerry grabs a
pairing knife to round off the other end of the carrot. With Jack
in my mouth again from the front, me on me knees over his cock,
Kerry on all fours the other way around with the carrot in her
pussy too, and, finally, Michael slowly pushing his dick into my
somewhat stretched ass, I feel pretty full of dick.

“This is nuts,” Michael murmurs when he gets
inside.

No one's listening.

Kerry bucks on the vegetable. It slides in
and out of our pussies quickly and surely.

Jack forces my head down so far that I feel
his dick curve down the length of my throat a little.

The other real dick is doing a great job of
hammering my ass hole.

Overall, I'm in heaven.

Two minutes later I cum.

“Shit...” I groan. “A big one.”

The guys pull out and Kerry takes her
vegetable over to the couch to play alone. I'm left lying there
with two men belting away at their manhoods over my face.

“I'm going to cum first,” Jack groans in
challenge.

I want to tell them to just shut up and do
it, but boys like their competitions.

Michael and Jack end up tying. Cum ropes
down over my face in long lines. I haven't had this much for a long
time and I feel it dripping down my face to my neck and the table
beyond. It's warm, stinky in a good way and makes me feel about as
sexy as a woman can.

Kerry wanders back over, dips the carrot in
some cum and chomps on it.

“You came?” I ask.

She chuckles.

“The carrot made me do it.”

Both boys look to each other. Jack blows me
a kiss as they drag the other woman off to one of the bedrooms.

“Hit the showers!” he calls. “You'll be
expected.

I wipe some cum from my right eye and shake
my head.

“Boys will be boys.”

Getting up, I head to the shower again. Two
in one day. Not bad.

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This Book's Disclaimer:

All acts occurred among consenting adults
over the legal age of consent for the reader's area of abode. All
participants were depicted as over 25 years of age without
exception.

This Book's
Description:

Three men. That's the challenge he presents
for his own amusement. The alpha male – Rex march – in my life is a
cruel task master. He likes to see how far he can push me. Has he
pushed me too far this time though? These aren't weak little betas.
These are alpha-males-to-be. Dangerous men. Devilish men. One more
than all the others. Can I make it through?

Sophie Sin draws the reader into a world of
sex, manipulation and desire with a hint of deeper, more sensual
emotions present throughout.

Also contains the out there
short story of fetishism and odd interests
Training The Bad Doggy
and the
weirdest sexual relationship ever had between four room mates
in
Our Weird Relationship
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Sophie's Book
Note

First up, I have to apologize if the first half and second
half didn't match up in style and tone. Did you notice? Probably
not, but if you did then know that I wrote the first half and the
second over 3 months. This was truly a story that I kept picking up
and putting down. I don't really know why.

I guess it could be because my understanding of this genre
changed.

There are many types of alpha male. The strong, kind, caring
man with a will of steel. The harsh, almost evil, over the top
gentlemanly devil. The fearless, loving, wild man with a heart of
gold who can also be the coldest of enemies for those that cross
his principals. A neanderthal who understands so much more than he
should with eyes that speak more than words ever could. We are
attracted to many different types of men and that is a good
thing.

This world has a gorgeous beauty to it. Opposites can
interact with each other to create something truly beautiful. That,
in a nutshell, is the
alpha male
and that is what I want to bring to this series as I write
more and more of these little stories about the men we
crave.

I don't want to it be cooky cutter.

I want it to portray not just the blacks and whites, but the
rainbow of color inbetween (all 50 shades of gray
included).

Then again, I am known for changing my mind on a
whim.

"More cooky cutter alpha males coming soon."

Or not?

Lots of love,

Aunty Sophie

Early September 2015