The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C

The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize.

37 – Please

Aurora POV

Darkness. All I see is darkness. I tried opening my eyes, but I couldn’t. My other senses started to become more apparent. Something soft is covering my eyes, keeping the darkness. A blindfold. I tried to move my hands to remove the covering, but I was met with resistance.

Soft padded cuffs on my hands above my head. But what shocked me the most was the overwhelming sensation of hands. Hands everywhere on my body, four sets of hands to be exact. Soft caresses on my skin, light as a feather, constantly moving.

My body feels like it’s on fire and my core is throbbing. Hands caress my breasts, light squeezes and fingers circle my nipples, giving them slight twists and pinches, making them hard peaks. Hands trace every inch of my skin: up my arms, my neck, over my legs, around my hips and stomach, underneath to my ass with gentle squeezes that only

inflame my growing need for more.

These hands are always getting close to my wet aching core but never close enough to where I desperately want attention. My clit is pulsing, begging to be touched. I constantly let out a mewl, a squeak, a soft moan. I cannot put words in my mouth, only sounds. I arch my back at the sensations and cannot concentrate on a single hand.

I finally find my voice when a few hands continue to torture the upper part of inner thighs, so close to my lower lips that I am sure are glistening with wetness. I open my legs further, inviting the touches that are setting my insides ablaze.

I hear a few soft chuckles and feel the bed beneath me shift slightly, hands never leaving my body.

“Such a beautiful slut you are.” a sultry baritone voice whispers near my ear. Their hot breath against my neck sends shivers down my spine straight to my core. I can only bob my head in agreement and let a soft whimper.

“Tell us how wet our little whore is” said another raspy seductive voice. If I were Jell–O, I’d be in a puddle right now. A feel a sharp sting on the inside of my thigh, close to my center. I let out a gasp. “Answer me slave.” The voice commands.

“Yes… Yes sir. I’m your wet whore.” I mumble out. My mind is muddled, I need to come so badly. I need a r desperately.

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my other car. A bite to my earlobe and then a lick. I can’t help but bite my lower lip trying to contain my groans of

I beg. I can’t take it anymore. They are teasing me too much. The pressure inside is building and I need their hands, their cocks,

Say it” commands the last dominating voice, deeper than the rest. Even with the blindfold I can feel the supremacy of his command

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whimper of displeasure. No!

us what you want or we stop.”

fuck me! Fuck me with your fingers, your tongue, your big cocks. I don’t care. Just make me

hard, was it?” one of the voices comments. I can

us fighting for

his mouth. ravishing each cell. A hand teases and punches my other nipple hard and palms my breast,

sweet spot on my neck. hiting and sucking leaving a trail of stings and bliss. A mouth on

as fingers push in and out

I obey without hesitation. I see stars behind my closed eyes as my body continues to shake and my pussy throbs as I ride my euphoric climax. Once I come back to earth, hands see semoved and I feel the restraints being untied and my blindfold is taken

breathing hard and feel blissfully lightheaded. “We aren’t done yet sweetheart Ben cos and I look around to see four sets of lustful gazes at me, four beautiful sculpted and very

and pulls me slightly so I am kneeling and sitting on the balls of my feet. He tits my head him and I see admiration in his eyes. I feel something wet hitting my cheek. “Open,”

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out my tongue and gently lick the soft wet tip already dripping for me. I lather the edges using my one and tease the head, loving the sounds I hear. I move my tongue down the entire length to the base and do is several times. I shiver at the sensations and I love

grab mine and place them on two throbbing cocks. I begin to pump them slows, squeezin them occasionally making them twitch in

ciches every cell in my body. I rub my legs together for friction because I am already feeling wet again. I begin to slows take more into my mouth until I reach the base, the tip is now hitting the back of my throat before I pull almost all the out and take it back again. The delicious taste bursts my taste buds and I moan in delight.

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I was made to take such a delectable treat. I move my head faster as I can’t get enough. It feels so good down my throat….

a fistful of hair and begins to fuck my mouth generously and hard. I start to gag and tears roll down my checks. I keep eye contact with Kai.