Chapter Twenty-Two - Munching Mozzarella

WHAT IS HAPPENING?

Cheddy drops down to his knees. Even on them, he still towers over me. "Want to have some fun?" he asks drawing the white cheesecloth against my cheek.

"Um…?" The last time I saw him use that he squeezed water out of cheese curd with his bare hands. Do I want to be manhandled, squished, and left out to dry? "Yes?" I squeak.

Giggling, Cheddy places the cheesecloth to my eyes. "So you can't see what we're gonna do," he says and knots the cloth behind my head.

I can see absolutely everything. It's like wearing a wedding veil. But Cheddy dances three fingers in front of my eyes and asks, "How many?"

"Six?"

"This is gonna be so much fun," he declares, then bends over to kiss me. As his lips touch mine, he delves for my breasts. They've slipped to the side to escape the apron, which he happily chases after while dancing his tongue with mine. My eyes are closed tight to follow the spirit of the blindfold.

When a hand slides under my bare thigh and lifts it, I nearly bite Cheddy's tongue. He growls at that, then nips my lip in response. "I like a girl who'll tear out all your chest hair."

"Cheddy, take off her apron," Cam commands.

"No, wait." It's Brie calling out commands. After running his hands up my legs, he cups his palms under my buttocks. Off go my panties. "I like it on her."

His touch weaves up my calves like the kiss of water until his hands clamp to my thighs. Gentle Brie pulls until my ass slides off the table. I don't have a chance to fear falling as Cheddy grabs my arms from behind to pin them back. Two hands cup under my ass. I can only spot a hint of Brie's blond hair twisted up like an ice cream cone between my parted thighs.

Warm, naked skin rides up my legs. I shiver, realizing my calves then thighs slide to rest on Brie's tight hips. He lets go of one of my buttocks. Just as I tip to the side, Cheddy lunges forward and kisses me. He's having fun nipping up my jaw and biting my lip with little giggles after every playful bite. I try to give chase, almost catching the underside of his chin.

"Oh god!" I cry out. Brie circles his hot cock around my throbbing pussy lips.

"Do you like that?" Brie asks, gliding his cock up and down so his crown keeps thumping into my clit.

"Mmm-hmmm." I try to form words, but my brain is shorting out. All it wants is to leap onto that dick now! "Con…" I whimper, fighting with everything I can to not thrust down on that pulsing, hard heat sweeping through me. "Con…"

Cheddy reaches under the apron and pinches my nipples. I yelp at the intensity and shriek, "Condoms!"

It's Cam who brushes a finger against my cheek, drawing my barely blinded eyes to him. "Do not fret. We are all sheathed in lambskin. Chedward? Where is yours?"

"Here." He holds out one of the silver packets. "I want Violette to put it on me. Is that okay?"

"Yep," I squeak. I'll cover him in whipped cream and butter if it means I can grind someone's cheese.

Cheddy smiles and bends over to kiss me. I part my lips and Brie thrusts inside. My kiss turns into a gasping moan. For as hot as I burn, my body strains at the fast pressure tearing through me. Brie digs his fingers into my hips, pulling me to him as he thrusts. The long apron bunches and pools just above his cock that starts to pulse through the entire length of me. Whimpering, I realize I'm at his mercy.

"Shall I take you harder? Faster?" Brie asks.

Can I handle any of that? "Um…" slips free and I wince at failing to be the easy-going sex kitten men want.

"We have all night, my man," Cheddy says.

"An hour."

Brie freezes at the two words from Roq. Fuck. I nearly forgot he was even here. He hasn't said a single word to stop us. Is he angry? Stewing? Or enjoying the show? Glancing over his shoulder, Brie stares at the silent man staring at the milk, then he catches Cheddy's eye.

Does this mean it's over?

I try to sit up, but Cheddy rams my wrists into the table. I gasp, arching my back. Brie's cock catches me. His thrusting ramps like Roq isn't even there. Yes!

All it takes is a nod from Brie for Cheddy to yelp with glee and release my hands. I reach for Brie, but I'm only able to glance over his wrists and those fine, artistic fingers pulsing into my hips to match his thrusts. "What if I painted this?" Brie cries out. "You, on your back, breasts spilling to the side, hair pooling on the table. Red finger marks flush on your delicate wrists?"

I didn't even notice how hard Cheddy gripped me. My body's too ecstatic to care.

"Time?" Cheddy says out of nowhere.

"Just…one more…" Brie gives another thrust, his hips spreading my thighs as wide as possible. Panting, he bends down and bestows the sweetest kiss on my lips. Sweat beads on his brow and he smiles at me. "All right."

Brie pulls out and four hands grab me. In a flash, I'm flipped up onto my elbows. Brie's quick to cup his palms over my thighs, gliding my legs around his thighs. As I get my balance on my arms, I raise my head right into Cheddy's bare, pulsing cock waggling in the air. At this angle, it looks bigger than his head.

"Hi, beaut," he says and tumbles his fingers through my hair, scattering my ponytail. I gasp at his scorching touch trailing down my cheek. He pauses with the tip of his finger beside my lips. Some other woman possessed by the spirit of a succubus commands me to wrap my tongue around his finger and suck it into my mouth.

Cheddy's ecstatic moans are answered by Brie's whimper. Gripping my ass, he thrusts into me at a whole new angle. "Take me, this is tighter than before."

Warm arousal dribbles down my thighs. My thighs burn, the flames darting up my chest. Brie's rhythmic pounding slams me along the table. All the while, I keep teasing Cheddy's finger as he gazes down at me like it's his cock.

"How. About. This?" Brie asks.

"Mmm-ff-mm," I mumble around Cheddy's finger. He pulls it out with a loud pop. "Yes. That! Keep doing that!"

"Why don't I…?" Cheddy undoes the knot on the apron. The heavy canvas tumbles off my lower half. Brie's quick to cup a hand to my exposed belly. As Cheddy pulls the halter over my head, Brie slips his fingers down between my pleading vulva to trace over all of my throbbing lips.

Silver glints in my eyes. Cheddy places the condom into my hand. "Would you do the honors?" he asks, then cups his cock at the base and waggles it back and forth.

I try to tear the foil open while balanced on my elbows, only for my chest to collapse to the table. The angle of Brie's thrusts shifts, and his finger slips right to my clit.

"Holy shit!" I scream. Four men moan in response. It's getting harder to think. All my brain wants to focus on is that cock kicking up a wildfire in my veins.

Condom. Goes on penis.

You can do this, Vi.

Putting all of my meager body strength into my arms, I rise with the coveted latex in hand. Cheddy stops swinging his dick around in order for me to line it up. As I roll the condom down just past the head, he groans, then reaches under me to take my breasts in his hands. He lifts me by my tits to the point my chin brushes over his now bright orange cock.

A cheddar condom for the cheddar man.

Oh, I'm losing brain cells fast.

"Violette?" Brie pleads, his voice straining.

"Yes. It's perfect," I assure him. Peering above the worthless blindfold, I catch Cheddy's eye just as I pull him into my mouth.

In my brain, I know the condom's orange flavored. But with all the bubbling milk and the easygoing, everyone's best friend cock on my tongue, all I can taste is cheddar. The kind you put in your mouth and suck on for as long as possible until he melts. Sharp as a sword and richer than a sheriff of Nottingham, the taste drips down my throat as I hollow my cheeks to pull him in deeper.

"Whoa!" Cheddy cries out. He stumbles closer until he rams into the table, shaking everyone. I circle my tongue around his crown, then dive as low as I can. With each bob, I go a little bit further, chasing that elusive base. Cheddy's elbows slam onto the table with a low groan. He kneads my breasts while tipping back on his heels. It lifts me higher and higher until my arms leave the table.

Brie's got me by my legs and Cheddy's suspending me by my tits. Fuck. I'm being spit-roasted by cheese. What if I fall? Why is that so fucking hot? I'm not falling, I'm flying but also safe in two men's arms. I never want this to end!

"Vi!" Brie shouts. "You're so much. I can't…"

Just a little longer. Just one more thrust. Okay, two more. Yes. Right there. Don't let up.

"Mmph," is all Brie says before he thrusts balls deep and pulls me back onto him. My lips slip off of Cheddy, and I fly from him. Brie sweeps his fingers back and forth over my clit, his moans only broken up by grunts of frustration. I try to thrust myself back onto him, fearing this ramping orgasm will slip through my fingers.

A hand clamps to my hair and wrenches my head up. As I focus, Cheddy crashes his lips to mine and pinches my nipples. Not giving up, Brie thrums a mess of fingers up my vulva, before something wet taps my clit and sucks on.

Everything goes black. My mouth drops and I try to cry out, but my voice is gone. Are those sirens or bells? The whine grows closer as I fight to chase after the shafts of light cutting through the night.

My eyes open and I'm on my back staring up at a beaming Cheddy and flushed Brie. "Wha…?" I start to ask when another wave of pleasure ransacks my body. Four hands caress down my trembling chest and legs, holding me as I chase the retreating orgasm. It hit so hard, I skipped right past the pleasure to nothingness. But as Brie massages my thighs, and Cheddy cups my breasts the waves resurge, casting me deep into an ocean of bliss.

I want to lie there, motionless for days. Months. Decades.

"How was it?" Cheddy asks.

Cam glides in from where he watched and drops his arm over Brie's shoulder. "You never inquire that of a lady. Not while she is in the throes of passion."

"It…it was…" My smile stretches my cheeks to the point of pain. I collapse a hand to my stomach. "Per…per…achoo!"

Three men who are rightly satisfied with themselves, delight in my sneezing fit while helping me to sit. Brie cleans himself up but doesn't zip his pants. Instead, they all stand around while I'm perched on the table, rubbing my knees, caressing my shoulders, or brushing back my hair, until… "I think that's it," I say before one last sneeze hits me. "Okay. Now it's done."

"Delightful," Cam says with a smile instead of calling me a mood-killer.

Lips crash to the back of my neck and slide around my throat. "Please," Cheddy begs. "Please tell me you're up for more."

Taking a steadying breath, I nod and run my fingers through his hair. "I think so."

He clasps his hands around my waist and hugs me while pressing his cheek to my back. "Yay." Both Cam and Brie step away as Cheddy comes around to face me. I start to lean back on my elbows, assuming he intends to take me on the table too. But he wraps his palms under my ass and lifts me into the air. The blindfold slips, uncovering one eye.

"Oops." Cheddy balances my whole body in one hand to tighten the knot. "Don't want you to peek."

"Mmm-hm. Where do you want me?" I ask, my breath spurting and heart racing. They wore me out more than I expected.

Cheddy answers by plunging his lips to my neck and sucking. I tip my head to the side, giving him all the access he could need. His hands knead and pry on my buttocks as if he can't wait to pull my thighs apart. Panting in his ear, I grow more aware of the cheddar cock sliding up through my soaked lips. I reach for it, nearly taking it in my hand, when Cheddy suddenly swerves.

My feet hit the ground, and he spins me around until I face the vats. "That looked like so much fun," he cries out. "I want you from behind."

A little chuckle directs my attention to Cam. He uncrosses his arms and swings his hip while he stares me up and down. Teeth nip down my shoulders and hands wind under my breasts. Cheddy starts to roll his hips against me, hefting my ass while his cock slides right up my butt crack.

He whimpers against the nape of my neck, but all I can see is Cam pulling out an old snifter box and popping a mint into his mouth. With a cheeky grin, he catches it between his teeth and gives me a wink. What in the world is…?

"Yes. Yes, yes, yes!" Cheddy shouts. He presses a knee between my legs and, before I know it, splits them apart. I race for the floor, but he catches me, and thrusts inside.

Oh, this is an awkward angle. Already my legs start to burn. Even with Cheddy clinging to my belly and his bent thighs acting like a standing bench, I won't last long. My hand reaches for anything to keep me upright but all I can find is thin air. From the corner of my eye, I catch Cam sliding in, his palm out to take me.

A chair lands directly in front of me. I jerk back just as Roq slams his ass down. He stares without saying a word as Cheddy pounds me from behind. My breasts bound up and down as I try to jerk back onto Cheddy's fast fucking.

Instead of focusing on the man inside of me, I can't look away from the one watching. His lips are pursed like he's swallowing back a sneer, but his eyes flash with hungry curiosity. A pang drops in my stomach from how he watches me, one that's either horror or… I don't know. I can't look away just as much as he won't.

"Yes, baby, woo!" Cheddy shouts and places a hand on the small of my back. I bend over so fast, I nearly topple right into Roq's lap. Survival instinct causes me to reach out and catch myself.

Whew. I didn't fall into…

Uh-oh.

My palms clamped onto Roq's thighs. Gulping, I try to push myself away, easing my way back. Hands lock onto the back of mine, pinning me in place. I gulp, looking into Roq's eyes as he's holding me on him. The tip of his tongue darts out, barely tasting his lips.

"Fuck," I moan at Cheddy hitting the sweet spot. My fingers curl, digging into Roq's muscles. At my touch, his thighs harden to granite. His steady breathing starts to putter. Swallowing deep, Roq sits higher, pulling my hands up his legs.

It stretches me out, Cheddy still clamped to my stomach while Roq is guiding me to… Somewhere.

Does he really want me to…? But he hates me.

Like that's stopped a man before.

"That is so perfect. You're perfect. Everything's perfect," Cheddy cheers. He rolls his stomach like an exotic dancer, which curves his cock until I'm seeing stars.

I gasp, my eyes screwing up tight in surprise at that move. Fuck. Oh god, this one's building faster than I expected. "Yes," I whisper. "Yes, like that. Please!" My euphoric cry rips my eyes open.

Roq's face is all I can see. His lips are parted, his eyes wide, and his face sterner than a professor taking off his belt. I will feeling back into my fingers and dig into the crease of his thighs.

A single quick pant slips from Roq.

Did I just brush his…?

Cheddy thrusts into me like a semi-truck and my pointer finger slides right up the curve of Roq's cock. He gulps. Breathes. Takes my wrists between his fingers. Stares. The coldhearted man starts to rock in his chair while pulling my palm closer and closer to cup his—

"Woo…!" Cheddy releases his hold on me and I fall face-first into Roq's lap. His wild bucking stops and he pumps both fists in the air behind me. Embarrassed, I scramble to get away from Roq. The man's face is knotted in a sneer like there was never a trace of lust on it. He hefts my hands off of him and shoves me back into Cheddy's appreciative arms.

"You're amazing. That was amazing."

"Let me guess, everything's amazing?" I say. I can't stop glaring at Roq who crosses his legs with a painful grunt but doesn't say a word. What the hell is his game? Why is he here watching? Was he really going to take my hand to his cock?

Cheddy laughs, hugs me tighter, then spins me to the side. I'm relieved to not have to face the judgmental glare of Roq. "Exactly. Whew." Even with my mind in a whirl, Cheddy's smile is infectious. It's hard to feel anything but joy around him.

Giving a few more whoops, he peels back his sweaty hair, kisses me hard, then turns to the other men. "Cam?"

"I thought you'd never ask." Cam glides in like he's on ice. He cups my chin, holding my eyes level with his as he peers into my soul. "How are you feeling, Violette? Any cramps? Do you require a glass of water?"

"Um, no. I'm…" I try to not laugh at his dead-serious question. "I'm good."

"Wonderful." He plucks a red ribbon from his pocket and ties back his ebony hair. "Because this is going to strain you to your limits."

Gulp. I can do this. I can handle this. I can…

Cam, with a pleased grin on his face, drops to his knees before me. On the floor, or…?

He draws his thumbs up between my thighs' creases all while gazing up at me. My brain draws a blank trying to understand. Then his mischievous brown eyes slip shut and he dives his kiss into me.

I laugh. Then I groan. Cam's hot, slippery, silky tongue caresses up my drenched slit. He takes his time, lapping and kissing both sides of my throbbing labia. Teasing every part of me but the bit that's screaming for his kiss. His hands rise up the back of my thighs until he rests his palms on the small of my back. Then he gives the slightest bit of pressure to my spine.

His tongue hits my clit. After everything tonight it shouldn't be a world-shifting explosion that rends me in half, but Cam's a damn expert, a connoisseur at oral. The few times I got to enjoy it, both of my potential boyfriends had run through the alphabet then called it a day. This is a whole other stratosphere. He takes his time savoring every millimeter of me with his tongue. And once I cry out at the right button, he homes in on that, varying the speed to make me squeal.

The rapid, slippery taps ramp me up that hill so fast my head spins. Then, just as I'm almost there, he backs off to leisurely lick across the hood before delving inside. I whimper, needing him back. Cam kisses right over my clit, before beginning the torturous cycle all over again.

I flail my hand out, fighting to keep from—I don't know—dying. Cheddy catches it and he beams at me with a knowing smile. "That man's got a mouth like a vacuum," he says.

As if to prove him right, Cam purses his lips around my clit and starts to suck, hard.

"Holy…!" I shudder, my heart pounding until I can feel it in my toes. My knees shake and I keep digging into Cheddy's hand just for one more second on Cam's lips. He backs off, releasing me into the wild.

I take a breath of crisp cool air, certain I can handle this. I can go all night.

Lips. Tongue.

Earthquake. Fire.

Rapture.

Everything pulverizes my body at once as Cam gives me one final fast lick.

Screaming, "Cheeses!" at the top of my lungs I crumple. The top of Cam's head burrows into my belly. The fire's got friends, loud ones on motorcycles that race up and down my body setting off every capillary in my skin. I mash my underboobs into the back of Cam's head as if that will save me. He chuckles with his lips still against me, setting off more waves of flame vibrations.

Hands hold my wrists, straining my arms back so I don't smother Cam with my orgasmic bosom. That'd be the most popular tombstone in the graveyard though. He places his palm on my chest just as Cheddy and Brie help me to rise. My head falls back, and I laugh like a loon. The tremors race through me, refusing to let go while three men kiss and caress me.

"Violette?" Cam asks. His black goatee glitters from my arousal and his award-winning work. With my tongue and brain numb, I fight to tell him how fantastic he is.

"Achoo!" I sneeze harder than I ever have before.

Cam leans way back to avoid the blast, but he grins as he returns. "I adore that quirk of yours. Feels like a gold sticker for all my hard work."

I want to thank him, but the sneezing fit hits and won't let go. My head swims after each one bursting from me, but as it ends, I look up to find Cam advancing with a handkerchief. "Sorry," I mutter and try to clean myself up.

He brushes his nose up my throat and bites on my earlobe. "I told you, never apologize for that. It's delicious." Cam runs his fingers down my arm to take my hand. Guiding it toward his crotch, he whispers, "And see what it does to me."

I curl around the cock tenting his pants to the seams. My hand can't stop running up and down the length, as if it wants to jack him off through his trousers.

Cam snickers and takes both of my wrists. "Now." With slow precision, his eyes never leaving mine, he undoes each of the buttons and tugs on his zipper. I gasp as his veiny, red cock tumbles free. With a flare, Cam flourishes the condom between his fingers from out of nowhere. "Shall we?"

Nodding manically, I fight off a giddy laugh as Cam tears the foil and reaches for the condom inside. The sapphire latex condom falls into his hand and he grins at me.

A blur strikes from the left.

"What?"

Roq clamps his veiny hand around Cam's throat. With a low growl, Roq slams him against the vat, and the condom falls from his fingers.