@binkyisonline Here we go
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“Mmph- Fuck, Rog.”, Mel groaned, almost incoherent with pleasure as her boys overwhelmed her senses. She felt more than heard the blond’s growl as he pushed into her, and as he did, she arched into John and Jim’s arms. The two sat on either side of her, Brian at her head, his hand in her hair.
“You like that, pretty darling?”, the drummer cooed as he thrust harshly into her, trying to find her special spot. Mel felt so hot and full, almost split open by Roger.
“God, yes!”, she cried, squirming as John slipped his hand down to masterfully thumb at her clit. “John, please more.”, Mel hissed, rolling her hips to meet Roger’s thrusts. The blond looked at the bass player and reached up to give him a quick, filthy kiss.
Mel let her head fall back into Brian’s lap as she watched the two men kiss, where she was rewarded with a sharp tug of the hair that resulted in a loud whine and her fisting her hands in the sheets.
“Shh, relax, baby girl, we’re going to make you feel so good.”, John cooed, pulling away from the drummer, stroking her clit in slow circles to contrast from Roger’s quick pace, his cock brushing her side for a moment.
Mel nodded, letting her head lay back in Brian’s lap, whimpering softly as the blond pounded her spot repeatedly. She felt so tense, but it felt so good, all she could do was lay there and let her boys take care of her.
She groaned as Jim leaned his head down to suckle her nipples, his beard scraping her sensitive skin. He nibbled at her breasts gently and she brought a hand up, fisting her hand in his hair. She shivered, feeling the vibrations from his groan travel through her like lightning.
John watched them with a dark, predatory gaze, before he swooped down and bit at her lips. As soon as Mel’s mouth opened in a gasp, he pushed his tongue in, bringing his free hand up to hold her in place by the back of her neck. The young man groaned as his cock rubbed against her stomach, leaving a trail of precum on her skin.
Meanwhile, the guitarist slipped his hand down to pinch at Mel’s nipple and he saw Roger’s eyes get darker when he heard the resulting squeal. Jim brushed his lips up to her neck as he started to suck dark marks into her skin, massaging her breast in his hand. He grinned when he heard her breath hitch in the kiss, taking that as a sign to continue.
“Oh baby girl, you have no idea how delicious you look right now.”, Brian purred lowly, watching the scene in front of him. “Taking Roger so well, and letting Jim mark you all over. Look at how Deaky’s looking at you. He wants you so badly.”
“Fuck, Brimi.”, Roger groaned, digging his nails into Mel’s hips. John’s thumb on her clit occasionally brushed his cock and it sent sparks through him. “Mel, baby, you’re so good for us.”
“How are you feeling?”, Jim whispered, nuzzling just below her ear. Mel squirmed in pleasure, whining loudly as Brian pet her hair, tugging ever now and again.
“So good- oh, fuck, Roger harder.”, she panted as John leaned down to kiss her nipple. Roger complied, thrusting deeper into her, groaning when he felt himself bottom out. The drummer pulled her hips closer to him so he could fuck into her harder, reveling in her soft pussy around him.
Jim chuckled softly, letting his fingers stroke her jaw and down her neck. “Good.”, he cooed, guiding her hand to his cock. “Tell me how Roger feels.”
“I love his cock, he feels so good- He’s so deep inside me and Deaky-”, she whimpered, looking at the two as she stroked her Irish boyfriend’s cock. Roger grunted, leaning over Mel and kissing her as he chased his pleasure.
“You’re so good for us, baby. Letting us treat you like this, letting us take care of you like this. Your pussy is so good, you’re so good.”, he said, voice rough as he stroked her hair back, eyes flicking to Jim and Brian for a moment.
Mel whimpered softly, feeling like she was melting at her boys’ words. John’s hand changed rhythm and Brian tugged her hair lightly and she felt like she was on fire. “Boys I’m going to-”
“Just do it.”, Brian whispered. “Show us how pretty you look when you cum, darling.”
She had just enough energy to grab the bassist’s wrist with both hands and force him to move faster before cumming around Roger, arching into Brian’s lap. Jim pinching her nipples sent another round of shocks through her as Roger kept fucking her.
Mel relaxed into Jim’s arms, slipping one hand behind her to stroke Brian’s cock. The guitarist sat up to settle in a more comfortable position, holding onto John’s shoulder and biting his lip.
The bassist wrapped one arm around Brian and used his other hand to brush Roger’s now-sweaty hair from his eyes. “C’mon, Rog baby. Cum for us. Cum for her.”, he cooed softly, as Roger panted at the words. A few more thrusts and the blond groaned, almost collapsing in bliss.
Jim reached out to pull the drummer down into his arms, and John scooted down. Mel squeaked when John licked through her folds, catching the leaking cum on his tongue. She came again, shuddering when he poked his tongue inside of her, swirling his tongue to scoop all of Roger’s cum out of her sweet pussy.
“John- Fuck- Oh my god…”, Mel whined as he kept licking her through her second high. She was sure her boys were trying to make her pass out from pleasure.
Jim chuckled, watching as he rubbed Roger’s back. Brian leaned down to suckle at Mel’s breasts as she kept stroking him. The Irishman tucked the drummer next to her before slipping down and tangling his hand in the bassist’s hair, pulling him up into a kiss.
John exhaled sharply into Jim’s kiss, grabbing onto his shoulders and pressing back against the other man. He let himself be guided over and delivered to Roger with a whisper of “Wait your turn” that left him hard and leaking in anticipation.
Jim purred, taking John’s place between Mel’s legs, stroking her thighs as he looked into her eyes. He slid his cock between her folds, purring as he listened to her moans. Leaning down, he purred into her ear.
“Does that feel good? Can you cum again, baby girl?”, he murmured to her, rolling his hips. Mel whimpered, gripping on tightly to him as she felt his cock brush over her clit. She was too out of it to stop her boys from doing anything.
Mel held onto his arms as he held her hips, rocking his cock between her folds. It felt so good, she wasn’t even aware of her third orgasm creeping up on her until she twitched and felt a rush of pleasure.
Jim groaned softly as he felt her folds twitch around him and he rolled his hips a few more times before his cum landed on her stomach. “Fuck, good girl.”, he said, leaning down and kissing her filthily, one hand pressed to her stomach, smearing cum over her skin. When he pulled away, there was a string of saliva connecting them.
The guitarist, who had been watching them, whining softly as he squeezed the base of his cock to keep himself from cumming.
John slid off the bed again and replaced Jim. Mel whimpered when she saw him, but let her legs fall open.
“Deaky, you’re fucking insatiable.”, Roger said, muffled by his face in the pillow. The bassist said nothing, reaching over and pinching the drummer’s ass, smirking when he got a squeal.
Mel anticipated John’s touch, but she was not expecting her vision to go white with pleasure as she came again, when he smacked her clit with his cock. She came back to herself a few moments later, finding Brian sitting over her stomach, his cock laying on her chest. Mel instantly knew what Brian was going to do, but she was so exhausted…
Brian cooed softly, stroking her hair. “Rest baby, I’ll do the work. Shouldn’t be long.”, he said, bringing his hand back to push her breasts around his cock, slowly dragging his cock between them.
He set a slower pace, the friction dragging on the tip of his cock giving him an almost mind-numbing pleasure as he gently fucked Mel’s soft breasts, tweaking her nipples a bit. “You’re so soft, baby girl.”, he said, looking at the trail of precum dribbling down her collarbone.
Mel groaned softly, reaching up and dipping her fingers in the cum, using some of her last coherent strength to lap the guitarist’s cum off her hand. That set Brian off, and he came on her throat, shuddering and gently rocking his hips through his orgasm.
He moved to the side before collapsing on the bed, looking at the others. Roger was sprawled out with John on top of him, the blond already on the edge of sleep. Jim was laying next to them and rubbing the bassist’s back gently.
And Mel just looked fucked out. Four orgasms and a tit fuck, it was a wonder she hadn’t passed out already. Brian gently rubbed her side for a second before taking her hand and gently massaging it.
Jim and John noticed and John started to massage her other arm while Jim ran to the bathroom to get a wet cloth.
The bassist pressed soft kisses up Mel’s arm, smiling when she gave them a lazy, blissed out grin.
“How are you feeling?”, John asked, rubbing her bicep.
“I’m not leaving bed tomorrow.”, she mumbled, letting her eyes drift shut, feeling safe in the hands of her boyfriends.
“Mmm, we don’t expect you to.”, Roger said sleepily. “I feel like I could sleep for a year.”
Brian chuckled. “Just hang on, Jim’s getting a cloth.”
“Man’s a saint.”, Roger said. Mel murmured in agreement as Jim walked back in.
The Irishman slowly wiped their girlfriend’s stomach, before wiping down her folds and himself and Brian before passing the cloth over to John.
John wiped himself and Roger, and tossed the cloth away, pushing all his lovers together on the bed and tucking them in, before climbing in next to them for a day’s worth of cuddles and massages.
