Free The Possession by Jaid Black Page A

his fingers through her pussy hair, petting her like a kitty-cat. He knew it was all a rehearsed act but goddamn he wanted to kill the sonofabitch for touching her.
    The men gathered around the stage started whistling and shouting while the male announcer petted her intimately, catcalls and loud boasts filling the air.
    “As much as our slutty little Krissy likes to get fucked,” the announcer continued while his index finger rimmed the hole of her cunt, “tonight she’s in the mood to have her delicious cunt sucked on.”
    More whistling, louder catcalls and cheering. Krissy did as she’d been told to do, smiling down at the men in the audience while the announcer fondled her.
    Jack gulped. It was the first time he’d ever seen her smile. Sweet Jesus he’d had no idea her cute little cheeks were dimpled. But goddamn it if that bastard didn’t quit touching her…
    “Shall I suck on it first to find out how sweet her juice tastes?”
    Jack’s jaw clenched hotly. If that mother fucker put his face anywhere near her pussy he was a dead man.
    “On second thought, it’s the right of the lucky winner to get the first and only taste of this succulent cunt tonight, so gentlemen, let’s start the contest. The winner,” he finished as he tweaked one of her nipples, “gets to play with this gorgeous slut’s body while he drains her dry.”
    Jack pushed his way to the front of the line, willing to do whatever it took to be declared the winner. He didn’t know yet what kind of a contest it was and he didn’t care.
    If Krissy was getting her pussy sucked on tonight, it would be by him.
     
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    Kris’ heartbeat went into overdrive as she watched Jack’s teeth grit and the veins on his massively muscled arm bulge. Oh lord , she thought as she bit on her lower lip, don’t lose now, Jack. You’ve made it to the final two for goodness sake.
    She knew he had to be tired. He was arm-wrestling his sixth and final opponent while she laid back on her elbows on the stage above the competitors, her legs spread wide at the knees, and watched. Occasionally she fondled herself as she’d been instructed to do, or glanced down into the arena of men to wink at them while she rubbed her nipples, but for the most part her gaze remained trained on Jack.
    At first she hadn’t known what to think when he’d beaten his first opponent. She’d spent the greater part of the day talking herself out of thinking about Jack, only to have him show up at the first contest she’d been placed as a prize in and try to win the right to perform oral sex on her.
    Quite frankly she hadn’t expected for this many men to be interested in winning the right to eat her out, so as it turned out Jack had his work cut out for him.
    Not a bad showing for a woman with ten cats, she sniffed.
    Kris’ heart rate sped up impossibly further as more and more men began circling Jack and Lauren, waiting to see who would emerge the victor. Lauren was big and muscular like Jack so it was hard to tell which one of the two would win.
    She had to admit, she was getting pretty turned on watching Jack arm-wrestle for her. He looked sexy in the jeans that molded perfectly to his body and the sexy black shirt that showed off his muscular arms. And then there was the way his teeth were gritted and his muscles were corded and slick with perspiration…
    Very hot.
    Knowing he was doing it for the right to perform oral sex on her—extremely hot.
    And yet, perversely, she was as afraid of Jack winning as she was afraid of Jack losing. Because if he won he would get to touch her for a full thirty minutes and she didn’t know if she could handle it.
    When all was said and done, after all, Kris would go back to being the boring professor of anthropology and Jack would go back to dating his dumb airheads. She wasn’t certain she could stomach seeing him with a beautiful, built blonde on his arm after spending so much intimate time with him.
    Every moment that she spent with