6 Of Cups As Feelings Novels & Stories

The air in the room suddenly felt incredibly thick, charged with an unspoken tension that made my skin prickle. Gianna reached into her purse and pulled out a stack of red plastic cups, passing one directly to me. Owen stepped up, his large hand brushing against mine as he tipped the bottle and poured the dark red liquid into my cup. I looked up, meeting his gaze, and felt my heart completely racing with heavy, undeniable anticipation.

(Mira’s POV) The sixth day of camp felt like the air itself was thick with unspoken desires. The sun hung high and unrelenting, making every inch of exposed skin glisten with sweat. My body was in a constant state of low-level arousal — nipples sensitive against the fabric of my tank top, my pussy slick and throbbing with every step. The nights of quick, dirty fucks with random guys had only made the ache worse. They gave me release, but never satisfaction. Gray was the one I craved. His rejection only fueled the fire.

“Is it something you can feel when it happens? Does it go both ways?” He threw an annoyed glance at the other two. “You both feel it. It’s like when two magnets pull to each other. It’s pretty powerful.” “Kind of when you’re in love?” I tested. “Yes, times a million. I can’t explain it to give it enough justice, but you will know if you’ve been imprinted. Trust me.”

Everything feels good. “AAAAAH,” a loud moan escapes me as First Guy suddenly thrusts into me balls deep without even having to line up with me. His cock stretches me, filling every possible space inside, but there’s no discomfort because I’m dripping wet and ready to welcome the guest. My eyes roll back as he starts pushing in and out of me fast, hitting all the right spots every time. It feels so good. The sensations blur together into one intense feeling, almost overwhelming. My vision becomes hazy, and I feel like I’m floating in a soft, pillowy cloud. With such intensity, it doesn’t take long for us to come undone.

It doesn't take long before I find myself on all fours, ready to take one in my mouth while the other eats me out. What kind of world is it where I can not only get two mates, but four? These two mates though, they are promising me the world on a silver platter. I am so going to take it. The feelings they are sending through me are loaded with promise and energy. I know they can hear my thoughts, my doubts and my excitement in my head. They have proven that already.