Chapter 4: Dressing Like a Fucktoy

I barely had time to catch my breath before they started rearranging me like the living sex doll I had become.

Lucas pulled his thick cock out of my dripping pussy with a wet pop, leaving me clenching around nothing and whimpering for more.

Noah stepped back, his long dick glistening with my throat slime.

I was on all fours on the carpet now, ass up, back arched, tits hanging heavily and swaying with every panting breath.

My makeup was completely ruined—mascara running in black rivers down my cheeks, glossy lips swollen and shiny with spit and precum.

My thong was yanked to the side, useless now, and my pussy lips were puffy and glistening, visibly throbbing with need.

“Goddamn, look at her,” Ethan said, voice thick.

“She really dressed up like the perfect fucktoy tonight.

Thigh-highs, garters, heels… she knew exactly what she was coming here for.”

I looked over my shoulder at all of them, eyes glassy with lust, and gave them my sluttiest smile.

“I did, Daddies. I spent hours picking this outfit so you’d all want to destroy me.

The dress was just for show.

This—” I wiggled my ass, letting them see how my juices were dripping down my inner thighs “—is what I really wanted you to see.”

Liam stood up now, still stroking his cock, and walked over to stand beside me.

He reached down and gently stroked my hair, almost tenderly, even as his voice stayed dark and commanding.

“You look so beautiful like this, princess. All dressed up and already falling apart for my friends.

Tell them what you want next.”

I pushed my ass higher, spreading my knees wider so my holes were completely on display.

“I want you to use every hole, Daddies.

I want one cock in my mouth, one in my pussy, and another in my ass if you’re ready to stretch me.

I want to be airtight. I want to feel completely owned.”

Mason groaned and moved in front of me again. He tapped his thick cock against my cheek.

“Open wide, princess. Let’s see how much you can really take.”

I obeyed instantly, opening my mouth like an eager cock socket.

Mason slid back in, feeding me every inch until my throat bulged again.

At the same time, Ethan positioned himself behind me.

He rubbed the fat head of his cock up and down my soaked slit, teasing my clit, then pushed inside my pussy in one long, smooth thrust.

“Fuuuuck,” Ethan growled. “She’s even wetter than before. This cunt is sucking me in.”

Lucas wasn’t left out.

He knelt beside us and grabbed one of my swinging tits, feeding the hard nipple into his mouth while his other hand guided my hand to his cock.

I started jerking him frantically, my body rocking between the two cocks already inside me.

The sensation was overwhelming. Mason’s thick cock stretching my throat.

Ethan’s fat dick pounding my pussy deep and hard.

The wet slapping sounds, the grunts, my own muffled moans—it all blended into the most addictive, filthy symphony.

Liam watched every second, eyes blazing with pride and lust.

“That’s my girl. Taking two cocks like you were made for it.

You’re going to be such a perfect gangbang princess.”

They started fucking me harder.

Ethan’s hips slammed against my ass, his balls smacking my clit with every thrust.

Mason held my head in place and fucked my face with deep, deliberate strokes, making me gag and choke beautifully for them.

I could feel my first real orgasm of the night building fast.

My pussy fluttered and clenched around Ethan’s cock, juices squirting out around his shaft every time he bottomed out.

“Don’t you dare cum yet, princess,” Liam warned, voice sharp. “You cum when all four of us say you can.”

I whimpered around Mason’s cock, nodding desperately even as my body trembled on the edge.

They were just getting started.

And I was already addicted.

To be continued…