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Three Cocks are better than Two

Sharon loves the admiration she receives as a singer. But it’s the admiration that comes after her performance that she loves best.

By Heather KinnanePublished 2 years ago 6 min read
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Sharon stepped out to the middle of the stage and stood behind the microphone. She kept her gaze downcast, mostly to avoid the blinding lights, but also because she knew the men in the audience found it sexy.

She waited a beat or two until the applause died down, then took a deep breath, opening her mouth to let out a high note, drawn out with the intention to draw surprise and awe.

As she sang she swayed seductively, removing the microphone from it’s stand to move across the stage, circling her hips and rolling her shoulders, sometimes leaning forward, her breasts pressed between her arms to give the audience a good view.

As she finished the room erupted into applause again, those in the front giving her a standing ovation.

She bowed several times, blew a series of kisses out to the crowd, and left the stage with a little wave of her hand.

“You were on fire tonight!” Her stage manager beamed. “You’ve got a few admirers waiting already.”

Sharon grinned. Meeting her admirers was her favourite part of the night.

  • She was ushered past them into her changing room, where she sat on a chair and spritzed herself with perfume, reapplying her makeup and adjusting her dress to ensure ultimate cleavage.

When she was satisfied she called to her assistant. “You can let them in now.”

The door opened, five men entering the room.

They presented her with flowers, and chocolates, and glowing praise about her amazing performance.

Sharon blushed and fluttered her eyelashes. “Flattery will get you every where,” she waved away their compliments, surreptitiously checking out the bulge in each man’s trousers. “So, which of you handsome fellows is going to please me tonight?”

There was a general glance of amazement though one man smirked as though he knew this was coming. Two frowned and left, though Sharon didn’t know if that was because they weren’t expecting her to be so easy, or if they weren’t happy to share.

Sharon liked sharing. Time was short, and men were in abundance. How could you possibly enjoy every single man in existence if you only had them one at a time?

She approached the nearest and with one hand cupped this cock through his pants, while her other hand hooked around his neck to pull him closer for a kiss.

She broke away, pulling another man close to kiss him. The next fellow didn’t need any encouragement, crowding behind her to kiss her on the back of the neck.

She didn’t bother with names. She wouldn’t remember who was who anyway.

She reached behind to stroke his cock while she kissed the second man.

The first fellow dropped to the floor, finding the slit in her long gown and running his fingers up the inside of her thigh. She spread her thighs, moaning a little as the second man pushed aside the strap of her gown to expose a breast, which he promptly covered with his mouth.

By the time the man at her feet was stroking her pussy, the man behind her was kissing her shoulder and moulding her breast in his hands, as the man in front still licked and sucked on her nipple.

Sharon was in heaven! She ran her fingers through the hair of the man in front and at her feet, moaning again as the man at her feet began to nuzzle between her legs, his tongue pressing against her clit, sending wave after wave of pleasure up her spine.

“Fuck, boys. That’s it. Mmm.” Her fingers gripped their hair as an orgasm tore through her body, and she sagged against the one behind.

They kept going, another orgasm circling through Sharon’s body.

“Oh, fellas, oh!”

The men switched a little, the kneeling one fingering her pussy, the one behind her rubbing her clit. With the attention of three men it didn’t take long for her to come again.

“Let’s move this to the chaise lounge.” She indicated over her shoulder, and the men reluctantly pulled themselves away from her body. “Now. I need to see what I’m going to be dealing with here.” She pulled the man who’d knelt at her feet closer, and fumbled with his belt. The other’s didn’t need further instruction, in no time all men had released their cocks, and Sharon was stroking and admiring each one.

She instructed the man with the longest, thickest cock to lay on the lounge, and told the man with the smallest he was going to give her anal.

His eyes lit up. The other fellow was instructed to stand by the head of the lounge, so she could suck him off.

She showed anal man where the lube was, and reminded them all to wait for her instructions.

She removed her dress, and straddled the man on the chaise lounge. His cock was thick and long, and standing to attention. She knelt over his legs, taking it in her mouth as she held his gaze, circling the head with her tongue before opening her throat to bob up and down a few times.

He groaned, his lips slightly parted.

She sat up, reaching underneath the cushion behind his head to pull out a strip of rubbers.

“Will they fit, big boy?”

“They will.” He groaned again as she rolled one over the length of him, positioning her pussy so she could slid down onto him.

“Mmm.” They both moaned as his cock filled her. She leaned over him, her breasts pressing against his chest. “Play with me, big boy.” She purred the words, before lapping at his lips and then pressing hers against his.

His hands cupped her breasts, rolling her nipples between thumb and forefinger, and she moaned again, closing her eyes to focus on the pleasure his touch was giving her.

After a moment she turned to the man behind.

“Ready when you are.” She wiggled her bottom at him, pleased to see he already had the lube bottle between his hands, warming it a little, perhaps.

He squirted it between her butt cheeks, then fingered her for a moment before pressing his cock against her arse.

She groaned as his hands clamped her hips and he gave tiny little thrusts to ease his way in.

“Wait there,” she said when he was all the way inside, closing her eyes to focus on the incredible fullness of having two cocks inside her.

“Mmm…” Now she turned to the third man, waiting by the head of the lounge. He was stroking his cock, his eyes on the scene before him.

She grinned, reaching out to grab him by the cock and pull him closer. “Your turn to join in.”

His pupils dilated, his lips parting as she wrapped her mouth around his cock.

There was a chorus of groans as she bobbed up and down, and then the other men began to move, their cocks sliding in and out of her, sending an orgasm shooting up along her spine.

“Nngh.” She groaned around the cock in her mouth, as the man in her arse reached around to stroke her clit and the one beneath her tweaked her nipples and the one in her mouth ran his fingers through her hair.

She opened her throat, let him take control, giving short sharp thrusts as his companions thrust hard and fast and deep.

Another orgasm tore through Sharon’s body, and another, before the men with her came, thick creamy spurts filling her throat, and pussy and arse.

“Fuck.” She groaned, sagging onto the man beneath her as the man behind withdrew. “Now that has made my night worthwhile.”

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About the Creator

Heather Kinnane

Author of bite-sized steamy romance and erotica. She/Her. For longer works check out my website: http:heatherkinnane.com/books. And if you like my work, buy me a coffee and help fuel the stories: https://ko-fi.com/heatherkinnane

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