Sick Boys: Chapter 39

Alistair and I flip her around with ease, so her ass is now pointed at me, and fuck me, the sight of it covered in cum is something else.

I grasp the bottle of whiskey and chug down the last few drops, cheering with delight at the kinky fuckery unfolding. And without a second thought, Alistair’s mouth is immediately on her slit as though he’s made it his life’s mission to suck her off.

“Lick her until she fucking squeals,” I say, and I part her cheeks and shove my half-hard cock into her ass.

She squeals with delight as we alternate licks with thrusts, driving her mad.

I could see it in her eyes before when I took her mouth … she loves being used, beat, choked, defiled. Like a girl who never learned to accept how fucked up she really is until she met us.

And fuck me, it’s the best thing in the entire fucking world to have a girl who actually fucking loves to be degraded and watched.

“Yeah, you like this, don’t you?” I say, slapping her ass.

She moans with delight as Alistair’s tongue swivels around her clit.

Her ass feels as amazing as her pussy did when I fucked her in the hot springs, but watching Alistair lick her brings it to a whole different level.

“Open your pretty little mouth for me, Pen,” Felix says with a low voice, pushing against her lips with the tip of his dick. “Show me how hungry you are.”

She parts her lips just like he tells her to, and he rams inside with no remorse.

The way he fucks her gets me going, and I pump into her ass as hard as he plows into her mouth, leaving no second to spare.

“You came inside her, didn’t you?” I groan at Ali, whose eyes are on my dick as it thrusts into her ass. “Clean her up then.”

He eagerly laps her up, suckling and swirling around, getting her nice and wet. She moans with delight, practically bouncing against me. And I just know she’s enjoying this as much as I am.

“Take it,” Felix groans. “Take it like a good little slut.”

She gurgles from Felix’s sheer size thrusting into her mouth. He doesn’t fuck a lot of girls, but when he fucks, he fucks to destroy.

And I fucking love watching him do it.

“Don’t,” he growls at me. “I don’t need your fucking eyes.”

“Fine.” My brows rise. “I’ve got something more appetizing to look at anyway.” And I let my gaze travel down to the tongue lapping up Pen’s juices.

“Open your mouth, fuckboy,” I groan.

And he lets me fucking thrust into him too.

His fingers swivel across her pussy as his tongue focuses on my dick, and I can’t help but fucking bury myself to the base.

“F-Fuck,” I groan. “I’ve missed that.”

When I take it out for a second to allow him a breath, he says, “Me too.”

And I fucking know he’s been waiting on me for ages.

But I need my fix, and he knows.

Girls, boys, it doesn’t fucking matter to me. If it has a hole, I’m game as long as I get what I need from them.

But Ali knew he always came first, and I knew he was always there when I was drowning in my own desires.

Until she came along.

Every time I saw her, I grew hard just from the thought of burying myself inside. I knew the moment I met her I needed to have her, even when he wanted me just as badly.

And I have to admit … jealousy looked good on him.

But I don’t play those kind of games.

I just fuck.

And right now, I need him to shut up and do as he’s told.

“Don’t fucking talk,” I say. “Lick.” And he sticks out his tongue. “Good boy.”

Penelope

Felix grabs my chin and forces me to look at him. “Eyes up here.”

Those intense hazel eyes make it so hard to look away.

I can feel every inch of his length in my throat, coated in both pre-cum and saliva. Every time he hits the back, I almost become cross-eyed.

“That’s it, choke on me,” he groans as I heave and cough.

The salty mix of both him and Dylan is intoxicating. Suddenly, Alistair’s tongue rolls all over my clit again. And God, I can barely keep it together as Alistair licks me like he’s never had anything tastier in his life.

“Fuck yes, lick both of us off,” Dylan groans, plunging right up there between us.

I moan out loud from the sheer pleasure, and Dylan throws out a wicked laugh. “So fucking horny … I’ll fucking give your pussy something to come for.”

I gasp when he grabs the bottle of whiskey standing on the pool table, and I pull away from Felix.

“What are you—”

He shoves it into me, and I shriek from the cold.

“That’s it. Scream, slut, scream,” Dylan says.

“I didn’t say you could stop,” Felix growls as he grabs me by the hair and directs my mouth right back over the tip.

Good God, it’s so fucking wrong, yet I’m sloshing with wetness as Dylan plunges the bottle in and out. It’s dangerous as hell, and I know I shouldn’t be doing this, but I can’t stop either.

Even though I told myself I only did it for my sister, that I fucking hated Felix for even daring to suggest I was the one who caused all of her despair, I’m slowly becoming addicted to every wicked, fucked-up thing these boys do. So I turn off my brain and focus on the pure ecstasy between us. And as Felix pushes in to his base, my eyes roll into the back of my head.

“Fuck, I’m gonna come again, and you’re gonna swallow it all,” he groans, thrusting in so hard I almost lose control.

Because for some reason, every thrust, every groan, makes my pussy throb.

And this glass bottle, despite being dangerous as hell, adds fuel to the fire burning in my body.

“Oh God,” I mutter between thrusts.

Suddenly, Dylan groans, busting all over my body, and Alistair immediately swivels across my clit, causing another orgasmic tsunami wave.

I moan out loud with Felix deep inside me as my pussy contracts around the bottle.

“Fuck yeah, she came again, all over the fucking bottle,” Dylan says, laughing like a devil. “Lick it all off her, Ali.”

He pulls out the bottle, making me gasp.

Felix howls and buries himself inside my throat, grasping my hair as he shoves me over the edge so far I see stars.

I can feel him combust inside me, dick throbbing, cum running down too far to let it all out again.

And all I can think about is … how?

How do they have so much energy to keep on going, again and again?

Felix pulls out his half-hard cock and puts his hand on my mouth. “Swallow it all.” He doesn’t remove it until I’ve done what he asked, then he leans in and whispers into my ear, “Good little Penelope.”

And fuck me, that literally made my clit thump.

Suddenly, the door in the back slams open, and to say I’m shocked is an understatement. I’m lying here on full display, completely naked, and here is this motherfucker just walking in like it’s nobody’s business.

Dylan, Felix, and Alistair all stop doing what they’re doing as if everyone’s frozen in time.

“Well, this is getting interesting,” Dylan says.

“You’d better have a good fucking reason to interrupt us, Foley,” Felix growls, tucking his length back into his pants.

This “Foley” guy’s eyes briefly connect with mine, and they twitch when he sees my tits.

His eyes immediately flick to Felix. “You told me to come to you the second the dean announced something,” the guy says. “Well, it’s much, much worse.”

“Well, c’mon then!” Dylan growls at him, shoving his package back into his pants as well and zipping up. “If it was so important to ruin our fuck session, fucking spill it.”

The guy swallows as he firmly clutches the door. “Someone found a fucking body. They’re locking down the university.”

The whiskey bottle clatters to the ground.