CHAPTER 52: The Virgin’s Fantasies, Part 5

… Palm on my chest, Daniel pushes me flat down onto the table.

Abruptly, I am seized from behind. Michael to one side of me, my Master to the other, each takes me by the arm and pull me back across the table, leaving me on my back, hips overhanging one edge, legs trailing. Daniel pulls up his chair and sits between my thighs, my legs resting over his shoulders.

My head is all but dangling over the other edge of the table. Staring up at the ceiling as I am, I cannot see what is happening, but hot breath washes across my pantied pussy and what feels like a finger traces over my crotch.

“Nice and wet already, Charlotte,” comes Daniel’s voice. “That’s good. I’m going to enjoy this.”

His mouth presses over the satin of my panties, and my pussy shudders under the heat. The finger tugs satin to one side, and a tongue probes into my rapidly swelling folds, swirling through, and I moan as my pussy wells up, hot and liquid.

From my slightly head-down position, I see Michael watching Daniel lapping at me, whilst my Master is watching my face, his eyes crinkling as he sees me judder and tremble.

Fingers hook around my panties, pulling them away. I have a slightly uncomfortable moment, as Daniel struggles them past my legs, splayed over his shoulders, but he simply lifts a leg, then slips the skimpy garment off.

The fingers part my lips, opening me, and there is a delicious frisson of cool air over my hot cunt. It pumps and clenches, and my breathing grows rapid.

“Now, that is a very pretty, pink pussy,” says Daniel. “It’s going to be really good getting my big cock inside there. You like my cock don’t you Charlotte?”

I don’t reply. It barely seems necessary when I have my pussy displayed six inches from Daniel’s face, but my Master says “Manners, Charlotte. Answer Daniel’s question.”

“Yes, Daniel. I do.”

My Master again. “You do, what, Charlotte?”

“Yes, Daniel. I like your cock.”

“You want me to fuck you with it Charlotte?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Charlotte...” says my Master.

“Yes, Daniel. I’d love you to fuck me with your cock.”

Daniel’s tongue spiralling around my clit is driving me wild. A finger probes inside me, circling the inner muscle. “Aaahhhh... yes…” he says. “…that feels nice and tight.” The finger crooks upwards onto my g-spot, rubbing hard, and I spasm and scream, my spine arching, as pleasure-shock sparkles through me.

“James, lift Charlotte’s head a little, would you. Let her see what’s happening.”

My Master cups his hands under my head and neck, raising me so that I have a view of Daniel. Right now, I can only see the top of his head as he licks long, slow strokes between my pussy and clit. My hips trembling uncontrollably, electric arousal is rapidly climbing to climax.

“Charlotte, you may not come yet.”

“I’ll try not to Master. But it’s not easy…”

Daniel pulls away and stands, winking at me. “Mustn’t get you into trouble with your Master, eh, Charlotte? I know what he likes to do with you. Never mind. Let’s get this inside you.”

He holds me by the thighs, cockhead probing at my now gaping, pussy lips. It is huge, and, not for the first time, I wonder if I can accommodate this monster. But as he pushes inwards, leaning into me, it feels utterly, utterly delicious as he stretches me wide. My pussy jumps and twitches as he enters me then pulls out a little and reinserts, once or twice, as he lubricates in my juices.

His dark eyes lock onto mine, watching my reaction, as he penetrates me with his enormous member. Slowly he eases in, filling me completely, and more.

God, I’ll split if he goes any further...

But still, he slides in deeper. He has done a good job of arousing me. Without my passage being slick, this simply couldn’t happen, but, at the point where all I can do is gasp, he stops and grins again.

“Nice one Charlotte. That’s all of it.” Then he thrusts, and I yell.

It hurts. It really hurts.

As he slams into me, I yelp, biting my bottom lip. But the hurting is delectable, and as he pauses, looking a little worried, I say, “Don’t stop. Fuck me. Fuck me hard.”

Behind me, my Master shifts position, supporting me at the shoulders, his body pressed against mine. My head pressed forward by the flat of his stomach, I have an excellent view of Daniel as he starts to work me. Michael stands behind him, supporting my legs, and freeing Daniel’s hands for other things.

“Why thank you, Michael,” he says, half turning to acknowledge my Lover. “I can do this now.” And he slips fingers through red curls to rub my clit, one hand pulling back the sheath and the other manipulating the tiny nub.

I scream and writhe, but pinned by the three men, I am going nowhere. And now, Daniel starts to thrust in earnest. Pressing in hard, he withdraws completely. Then he surges in again, all the way, full length, banging up against my inner walls. Out again. And in.

Quivering and trembling, with each stroke, I bawl in pain and triumph, as he bangs inside me. My body can’t take too much more of this, but I want more.

As he fucks me, Daniel looks down, watching me. He is such a beautiful man, his dark skin highlighted over toned muscles and firm flesh.

“How’s college going, Charlotte?”

?

He wants to talk about college?

Now?

When he’s shoving the biggest cock I’ve ever seen inside me.

“Er, um, Ahhh… it’s going well.”

“Exams went well?”

“Yes, very… Aaahhhh... very well.”

“How are your funds?”

Ah… Gotcha…

“Um, I’m okay.”

“But more cash is always handy eh?”

“Well, yes, of course... Aaahhhh…”

I look up, just in time to see him lock eyes with my Master for a moment.

“I’ll be happy to see you alright for more money, any time you want.”