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The Pleasure Of Four

"Take your shirt off first, then go get your wine," which thrills me. I can see the four guys all staring at me as I debate being defiant. After a while, I figure the game may as well start now, so I pull the bottom of my shirt up and continue to observe the guys until the fabric obstructs my vision. They presumably assume a bra beneath, but because this tank has a built-in bra, when I take it off, I am fully topless and am met with smiles from everyone. It's hilarious to watch four sets of eyes glued to my chest as if they had never previously seen breasts. Even though Mary and Mark had previously seen my breasts, they remain enthralled. All the males follow me as I get up to enter the kitchen, which is to be expected given that I am topless. I enjoy the pleasure of four men brought to me
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Chapter 5

His lips twitches at one of the corners. It is all yours. He comments, "I'm surprised you don't have a boyfriend," as he sees me enjoying the rest of the salty potato bliss.

What makes you believe that I don't?

Mark's eyes close up. "Do you?"

"No. I don't have faith in them.

He evaluates me while leaning back on the bench's arm. "You don't think they exist? Like they're the Tooth Fairy or Santa Claus?"

I sigh. "That sort of thing."

He shook his head, a smile almost visible on his lips. "Want to take a ride around the island?"

In order to get closer to Mark, I pull the paper bag out of the way and place my hand on his leg. "Let's take a ride to your house."

For a long minute, his eyes penetrate mine before he lowers himself and approaches my lips. He hesitates there for a while, his breath teasing my top lip, before making contact and giving me a sample kiss. I narrow the gap and go closer once again, pushing my lips against his in order to get what I want before he pulls away.

He grabs my face in his hand and lets out a tiny moan as he tilts his lips to take a longer taste. No matter that we had just finished eating, I wanted to go closer to him and climbed into his lap since he had a taste that was distinctive, his, and exquisite.

He pulls away as I put my hand around his neck and ball the collar of his shirt in my fist. His tone has been tougher just a few moments ago. "My housemates tonight are hosting guests in their home. What about your home?

I respond, rage rising inside me, "I have a roommate too." Mark will probably be ready for a fuck right now on the bench if I give him a couple more kisses. "Let me check to see if she went out."

I grab my phone out of my back pocket while still on his lap and text Jade while always being aware of his firm body underneath me.

Are you at home?

Thankfully, she responds right away: At Justin's, I am. I will remain here.

"It's evident. I tell Mark, leaping out of his lap, "Let's go.

After taking care of our garbage, we get back on the bikes and ride down the hill. I've been lusting after his figure ever since I spotted him in the parking lot, and with each mile that puts us closer to my place, I become more and more worked up, ready to leap on him as soon as he lowers the kickstand. It's a miracle I even had time to eat-the food truly was that wonderful.

As we go to my building's entrance and board the brief elevator, our hands are all over one another. His fingertips are teasing the flesh on the top of my chest while I'm curled beneath his arm mapping the muscles on his back.

Mark comments, "Nice place," as I pry open the door. Actually, this location is fantastic. Clean, roomy, and best of all, it's next to Rusty's and has a glimpse of the beach. I couldn't afford it even with the fantastic price we received if Jade and I weren't splitting the rent.

Despite the fact that I like my flat, I'm not in the mood to show Mark around. I bring him straight into my bedroom and immediately take my shirt off.

He says with that now-familiar sneer on his face, "What's your rush?"

"Rush? I begin on his shirt, "I've been waiting for this for hours.

He quickly removes my bra and fondles my breasts with one hand while removing his trousers and underwear with the other as his grin develops into a full-on smile.

I can't take my eyes off of him because I want to see whether his cock is just as stunning as the rest of him.

It does not let you down.

It bursts loose, semi-hard, and I can't help but wrap my hands around it right away. Mark's throat lets out a deep groan as I caress the tender skin of his ever harder member.

It's long, thick, and utterly delicious.

I whistle again, this time more quietly but gratefully and in remembrance of the summons that brought us together earlier today. Even as he chuckles, another rumbly sound that I can feel between my knees, his chest expands with pride.

I kneel and put my lips to the tip of his cock after tracing every vein and giving it a couple pulls, my tongue darting out to grab his come and swirl around the head. I maintain a steady gaze on his as I open wide and receive him, enclosing my lips around him like a glove before slipping off gently and repeating the move.

Fuck Rebecca, I say. He already seems lost inside himself, and I've only just begun. I start to suck faster, giving it all I've got with my lips, tongue, and - ever so softly - my teeth while my hand grips the root of his cock.

He grinds out, "Oh fuck, you are terrific at that. He leads me against him a few more times, palming the back of my head, until he pulls me away and separates us. Perhaps a touch too nice, he continues.

Mark promptly takes care of my still-on pants by rapidly removing both my underwear and jeans in a few simple moves. He then pushes me onto the bed and assumes a position between my legs.

I've been attacking him like we're in a race against time, but he takes his sweet time, kissing my inner thighs and stroking my whole abdomen with his rough hands before focusing on the area where I want him most. By the time he finally takes his tongue to my core and slurps up my secretions, my pussy is gushing for him.

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