Penetrated by the Alien Page 7

  “Good.”

  And with that, I felt a snap of the whip as it came down, hard, against my right nipple. I let out a cry, the shock of pain soon morphing in to pleasure as my nipples both hardened at once. I had never done anything as dirty as this, and it felt sensational.

  “Good girl, Rachel. Are you ready for more?”

  I couldn’t verbalise anything through my arousal, but nodded desperately, keen to feel the snap of the whip against my exposed flesh. And it came again, and again, and again, soon reaching us up to the five I needed to earn Oliver’s mouth on me.

  “Oliver, you may proceed.”

  I looked down just in time to see Oliver hungrily lean forward, a desirous look in his eyes, and press his mouth into my pussy. I threw my head back and let out a long, luxurious moan as I lost myself to the feeling, his tongue making long, gentle licks from the bottom of my slit to the top of my pussy, before he buried his tongue against my clit, gently sucking and lapping as if he hadn’t eaten for days. His hands found my ass as he pulled me even further against him, groaning as he did so, sending the noise deep inside me. I could already feel an orgasm building somewhere deep inside of me.

  “That’s enough,” Eric’s voice cut through my reverie, and Olive pulled his mouth away, leaving my pussy feeling empty. “Oliver, come here.”

  Eric pulled Oliver to his feet, and kissed him, deeply- seeing these two men sharing the taste of me on their lips was practically making me drunk with desire. Their tongues explored each other, letting me act as voyeur to another moment of intimacy between the two. Eric pulled back first, licking his lips. “She tastes good. I envy you, Oliver.”

  Just like that, there was a knock at the door. What? My scalp prickled. Oliver looked at Eric, then walked to the door, not bothering to throw on any clothes. He opened it, and I heard a familiar voice.

  “Um, hi, I’m sorry, but I was just wondering if my fiancée Rachel was here?”

  Oh God, it was Vic! I cringed. How the hell did he know I was here?

  “There is a Rachel here, but she’s no-one’s fiancée. Oh, and she’s kind of busy getting fucked by two men who actually know what they’re doing, so, run along, why don’t you?” Oliver’s tone was as snarky as I always wished I could be, and I heard Vic try to protest before Oliver slammed the door in his face and walked back over to us.

  Oliver sank back to his knees again as Eric raised the whip. My body was ready for it now, and the sharp thwack-thwack-thwack came down-on my arms, across my breasts, on the insides of my parted thighs- in waves of movement, sending more shockwaves across my heaving body. I could feel it growing inside me, that pressure, building, in the deepest part of my body; I needed a release. When Oliver salaciously spread my lips open with two fingers, allowing him direct access to my swollen clit, my entire body wanted to crumple with pleasure, to fall against him, but I was still restrained. Oliver slowly inserted a finger into me, slipping his digit in and out of me, pressing playfully against my g-spot, and I knew I wasn’t going to be able to take it much longer. Or so I thought- he pulled off me, and the waves receded once again. The pain of the whip matched with the exquisite pleasure of Oliver’s oral pleasure was almost more than I could stand as I squeezed my eyes shut.

  It was Eric who stood in front of me now, as I managed to drag my weary eyes open. “Are you close, Rachel?”

  “Yes,” I gasped, desperate for some relief.

  “Good, because I’m going to fuck you now.”

  Relief exploded over me, my body crying out to be filled up, as Eric began unbuckling his pants, releasing his considerable erection. Oliver was still knelt beside him, his mouth open, panting, my wetness still glistening on his lips. Eric placed a hand behind his head, and guided his mouth onto his erection; I had never seen a man go down on another man before, but it was hotter than any straight sex I’d ever seen- the way his tongue sucked and licked at his head before engulfing him as far as he could down his throat. I squirmed, my breath coming out in soft groans as my arousal reached fever-pitch levels.

  And then, like that, he was inside of me, his strong body pressed up against mine. I let out an unbridled yell as his cock spread me wide open, his erection stretching my pussy in the most pleasurable way imaginable. He bit hard into my shoulder, and I looked down to see Oliver dutifully sucking and licking on his balls as he fucked me. The thought that I was helping to service this gorgeous man, and able to watch happily as his boyfriend took care of his balls, was all I needed to shove me, almost violently, over the edge and into orgasm. I wanted to wrap my legs and arms around him, but settled for letting out a guttural cry as my orgasm tore through me, my pussy clenching as my climax crested and burst, sending shuddering waves through my entire body. I panted, trying to catch my breath as Eric continued to pound his way inside of me.

  Then he pulled out of me, guiding Oliver’s head back on to his cock. “Yeah, clean me off, taste her sweet pussy. Feels good, doesn’t it?” I heard Oliver’s muffled agreement, still barely conscious after my mind-boggling orgasm.

  By the time I opened my eyes again, Oliver was standing behind Eric, his arm wrapped around his stomach, just as Eric plunged into me once again. I cried out, barely able to take this renewed assault, as Eric did the same- and I realized that Oliver was fucking him in the ass. Fucking a pair of guys was one thing, but watching two gorgeous men in the midst of pounding, sweaty, euphoric sex was beyond anything I had ever dreamed of.

  Oliver had begun to pick up a pace, sinking his fingers into Eric’s hips and thrusting hard and fast. And Eric was sliding in and out of me, pressing one thumb against my clit and moving in small circles as he did so.

  “Come for me, Rachel. I want you to come for me.” Eric snarled, sinking his teeth into my already-abused nipples. And that was it- I was spiralling again, lost on the crest of another breath-taking, universe-ending orgasm. My body clenched as I felt Eric finish inside of me, leaning deep into me as his cock twitched and exploded in me; and, judging by the noises Oliver was making, he had reached his climax too. We slowly, carefully, slid in and out of each other a few more times, before peeling ourselves apart, my body still tied tightly to the board behind me, all my muscles aching.

  It was Oliver who broke the silence. “Well, I’m sure glad we’re staying here for a full week.”

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