“Are you ready to be fucked, téa?”
The butterflies started as Sir stood up and offered his hand.
Brie trembled as she took it. “Please, Master.”
They took her into the bedroom, where both men undressed before her. She swallowed hard, stunned by this rare chance to take in their handsome physiques. Sir, tall and striking, and Rytsar, all muscle and brawn—a girl’s fantasy.
It was obvious the men had already talked about how it would play out, because Rytsar lay on the bed, stroking his cock as he watched her.
“Kiss me,” Sir commanded.
Brie glided over to him, her body already aching with excitement. Standing on her tiptoes, she leaned up to kiss her Master. He took her face in his hands and kissed her hard, groaning as their tongues intermingled.
Oh, the taste and sound of Sir…
While they kissed, he took her hand and placed it on his rigid cock. Brie moaned, loving the feel of his physical excitement. She lost herself in him, floating on an emotional and sexual high as she stroked his manhood.
Her manipulation proved pleasing, as his cock became slippery with precome. Brie forgot herself in the joy of his tongue and cock, and started stroking him too vigorously. Sir abruptly grabbed her wrist. “Too much,” he growled, biting her on the shoulder as his cock pulsed in her hand.
Once he had successfully averted the orgasm, Sir gave her one more kiss and then pushed her towards the bed. “Please him, téa.”
Brie moved with sensual grace, knowing both men’s eyes were on her. She crawled onto the bed like a cat and straddled Rytsar.
“ Radost moya , kiss your Russian.”
Rytsar wrapped his muscular arms around her and kissed her fiercely, taking out his pent-up arousal on her lips. She met his kisses with equal passion, her pussy longing to be taken.
Lifting her waist while not giving up her lips, Rytsar pressed his cock against her wet opening, guiding her down onto his shaft. She opened her eyes and gazed into his pale blue eyes as she took his length. The connection was so powerful that her heart fluttered unexpectedly.
Sir came up from behind, lathering his cock generously with lubricant. He placed his hand on her ass and guided his cock to her tight hole, but once there he stopped.
“Look back at me.”
Brie broke the kiss with Rytsar and turned back towards her Master. He swept her hair to the side so he could see her face clearly.
“There’s my beautiful girl,” he said soothingly, pressing his cock against her anus. “You have such a fine ass, my little sub.” He ran his hands lightly over her flesh, still pink and tender from her punishment, before grasping her hips and pushing into her.
Both men groaned as the head of his shaft forced its way in. Sir grabbed her throat, forcefully kissing her as he rocked his shaft, driving it deeper inside.
Brie had forgotten the challenge of taking two men at one time and had to mentally relax in order to accommodate the fullness of them. It took several minutes, but once Sir was deep inside her, Rytsar wrapped his large hands around Brie’s waist and began thrusting.
“Oh yes,” she purred when Sir met those thrusts with alternating strokes.
Hearing the guttural grunts of both men as they took their pleasure in her was powerful, and Brie joined in the chorus of their noisy pleasure—the three of them caught up in the erotic union.
Submissive bliss…
Soon, however, the men changed their focus, concentrating their efforts on rubbing her G-spot with their shafts at opposite angles as they stroked her in unison. It was too much stimulation, and she cried out for them to stop.
“Relax,” Rytsar commanded, caressing her cheek.
Brie gazed into his eyes again. Did she trust them enough to give over control even when her body was violently fighting against it?
Yes.
She let out a long, drawn-out breath and consciously untensed her muscles, moaning loudly when they amped up their efforts. Soon her breaths came in sharp, panting
The butterflies started as Sir stood up and offered his hand.
Brie trembled as she took it. “Please, Master.”
They took her into the bedroom, where both men undressed before her. She swallowed hard, stunned by this rare chance to take in their handsome physiques. Sir, tall and striking, and Rytsar, all muscle and brawn—a girl’s fantasy.
It was obvious the men had already talked about how it would play out, because Rytsar lay on the bed, stroking his cock as he watched her.
“Kiss me,” Sir commanded.
Brie glided over to him, her body already aching with excitement. Standing on her tiptoes, she leaned up to kiss her Master. He took her face in his hands and kissed her hard, groaning as their tongues intermingled.
Oh, the taste and sound of Sir…
While they kissed, he took her hand and placed it on his rigid cock. Brie moaned, loving the feel of his physical excitement. She lost herself in him, floating on an emotional and sexual high as she stroked his manhood.
Her manipulation proved pleasing, as his cock became slippery with precome. Brie forgot herself in the joy of his tongue and cock, and started stroking him too vigorously. Sir abruptly grabbed her wrist. “Too much,” he growled, biting her on the shoulder as his cock pulsed in her hand.
Once he had successfully averted the orgasm, Sir gave her one more kiss and then pushed her towards the bed. “Please him, téa.”
Brie moved with sensual grace, knowing both men’s eyes were on her. She crawled onto the bed like a cat and straddled Rytsar.
“ Radost moya , kiss your Russian.”
Rytsar wrapped his muscular arms around her and kissed her fiercely, taking out his pent-up arousal on her lips. She met his kisses with equal passion, her pussy longing to be taken.
Lifting her waist while not giving up her lips, Rytsar pressed his cock against her wet opening, guiding her down onto his shaft. She opened her eyes and gazed into his pale blue eyes as she took his length. The connection was so powerful that her heart fluttered unexpectedly.
Sir came up from behind, lathering his cock generously with lubricant. He placed his hand on her ass and guided his cock to her tight hole, but once there he stopped.
“Look back at me.”
Brie broke the kiss with Rytsar and turned back towards her Master. He swept her hair to the side so he could see her face clearly.
“There’s my beautiful girl,” he said soothingly, pressing his cock against her anus. “You have such a fine ass, my little sub.” He ran his hands lightly over her flesh, still pink and tender from her punishment, before grasping her hips and pushing into her.
Both men groaned as the head of his shaft forced its way in. Sir grabbed her throat, forcefully kissing her as he rocked his shaft, driving it deeper inside.
Brie had forgotten the challenge of taking two men at one time and had to mentally relax in order to accommodate the fullness of them. It took several minutes, but once Sir was deep inside her, Rytsar wrapped his large hands around Brie’s waist and began thrusting.
“Oh yes,” she purred when Sir met those thrusts with alternating strokes.
Hearing the guttural grunts of both men as they took their pleasure in her was powerful, and Brie joined in the chorus of their noisy pleasure—the three of them caught up in the erotic union.
Submissive bliss…
Soon, however, the men changed their focus, concentrating their efforts on rubbing her G-spot with their shafts at opposite angles as they stroked her in unison. It was too much stimulation, and she cried out for them to stop.
“Relax,” Rytsar commanded, caressing her cheek.
Brie gazed into his eyes again. Did she trust them enough to give over control even when her body was violently fighting against it?
Yes.
She let out a long, drawn-out breath and consciously untensed her muscles, moaning loudly when they amped up their efforts. Soon her breaths came in sharp, panting
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