Four Ever Mine

A girl sat in the backseat of a car comfortable between two boys. She is reading a book. Her legs were bare, tanned from the sun, and her denim shorts showed off the curves of her thighs. She wore a white crop top, tied in a knot between her breasts, revealing a hint of her toned midriff.

She felt the warmth of one set of hands brushing against her bare thighs, his fingers trying to spread her legs. On her right, another set of hands caressing her breasts. Both constantly remind her of their presence. Both boys were engrossed to distract a girl from reading a book. Apparently, the girl was not responding to their touch—but the electric charge between them was palpable.

The girl turned a page in her book, but her focus drifted. She could feel the rush in her veins, a thrilling sensation that quickened her pulse whenever she thought about the boys beside her. She couldn't help but steal a glance at the boy on the left, his dark hair falling over his forehead. A flutter of excitement washed over her. Then she turned her attention to the right one, his sharp jawline and intense eyes drawing her in, making her pulse racing.

Right from the start, the girl noticed that the third guy was in control, confidently gripping the steering wheel with his strong hands. Next to him, she watched as the fourth guy played with the radio, trying to find the perfect song to match the atmosphere.

As soon as her eyes met the third guy, she was overcome by that familiar surge of excitement, that undeniable connection that seemed to tie her to each of the boys. She couldn't help but notice his captivating persona, his unwavering gaze fixed on the road ahead, occasionally glancing at the rearview mirror to share a knowing smile with her. She saw the fourth guy, his playful grin and mischievous eyes captivating her as their eyes met. He then winked at her, causing a delightful shiver to run down her spine.

She felt an overwhelming sense of contentment, even though the emotions she was feeling were incredibly fierce. Each of the four boys was in love with her, and she was in love with each of them. Although each relationship was distinct from the others, they were all entwined with each other. Not only was there no envy, but there was also no discomfort; it was just a profound and enduring connection that made her feel whole.

The left-side guy pushed his fingers into her shorts and began to brush the edges of her pulsating pussy. The right-side guy slipped his hand inside her top and began to twist her pebble between his thumb and his finger. The girl kept pretending to read but her breathing started to get heavy. The third guy turned in his seat and peered at the rise and fall of her chest from her deep neckline.

As soon as the third guy's hand reached the knot in her top, he inserted his finger into it and pulled a girl in his direction. There was nothing else for the girl to do but put the book away. As soon as the girl leaned forward, the third guy slammed his lips over hers and began kissing her as if he had been waiting for this moment for ages. The third guy parted her lips and slipped his tongue down her throat. The third guy loosened the knot in the crop top that the girl was wearing, and the girl's breasts sprang out suddenly. The girl gasped and she stopped the kiss.

The third guy let out a smirk, and the girl began to look at the guys on both the left and right sides of her with a longing in her eyes. While her breasts were bouncing, the third guy pulled her knees forward in order to encourage her to lean backward even further. After resumed rubbing of her pussy, the left-side guy closed his mouth around her hard pebble. The right-side guy kept his hand under her jaw and claimed her lips while he continued to swivel her other hard pebble with the other hand throughout the entire time.

She was pleased by two guys but still, at the corner of her heart, she was missing the touch of the third and fourth guys. The third guy brushed his fingers on her bare legs from time to time and the fourth who was driving kept looking at her in a mirror and groaned. “Keep doing it baby your moans making me hard.”

The girl started to feel a strong orgasm building inside her. She whined while kissing. “I want more and harder.”

The left-side guy sped stroking her pussy and began to torment her pebble by making use of his teeth. The girl groaned once more while kissing. "Yeah, do it."

Not only did the right-side guy begin to nibble her lower lips, but he also began to pinch her other pebble.

When the girl was on the verge of reaching the pinnacle of her pleasure, she heard her mother calling her name. "Cassie.”

She instantly stopped kissing, and shortly after that, she started to hear her alarm. After she opened her eyes, the right-side guy disappeared, she rubbed her eyes to make sure what had just happened and then she looked at the left-side guy, and he disappeared as well. When the girl looked at the front seat, she was taken aback because there was no trace of any guy, and she discovered that she was the only person in the car. As her alarm continued to ring, she finally came to the realization that she was dreaming and that it was time for her to wake up from her fantasies.

Cassie shook her head because she didn't want to wake up but she had to open her eyes to see the reality. The world she is living in is the opposite of her fantasies.