tightening as the women stuck out their tongues and glided up his shaft. From the wet start to the slightly dryer, raspier finish, he fought the urge to rise on toes. Marti gripped his shaft and brought his penis to her lips, rubbing his head with her moist mouth, rubbing the drop of ejaculate oozing from his slit and then pointing his cock toward Sunny for her to do the same.
Only his lover took it a step farther, opening her mouth to take him inside, and Mondo sucked in his stomach at the sensation of her sweet hot mouth engulfing him.
Suddenly, there were more hands touching him, Jenn’s from behind, gliding up his inner thighs and pressing until he widened his stance, and then she was there between his legs, licking his balls from behind.
Mondo’s mouth sagged, his eyes closed. With Sunny and Marti taking turns swallowing him down, he thought he’d lose his mind, or at least his load, in one hot, suctioning mouth.
“Enough,” he gasped.
The women giggled and halted their actions, tongues and fingers withdrawing.
Sunny knelt on her folded knees, her hands clenched behind her, but she peeked at him from beneath her thick, dark lashes.
“Craig,” Mondo said, his voice roughening. “I want her in the chains.”
He didn’t miss the swift intake of her breath or the glance she darted toward Marti.
Marti winked but otherwise didn’t give her any reassurances.
Maybe Marti hoped she’d be playing a role in the sweet torture he planned. Mondo grunted, waiting as Craig stepped beside Sunny and gave her a hand up. Then his friend led her to the center of the room where he wrapped padded shackles around her ankles, scooting her feet apart with gentle taps of his foot until her stance was open. He reached upward, pulled down the chains fed through the hook and fastened her wrists above her head.
Aiden was already standing beside the wheel and he gave it several turns, watching as Sunny’s arms stretched upward until she was nearly on her toes. Her slender back was slightly arched, her breasts barely mounded, but the tips were a vibrant dark pink. Every rib could be counted, and her bare pussy was lusciously exposed, the flower-like fringe of her delicate inner lips protruding.
Mondo walked around her, touching her hip, hefting a buttock, making a show of inspecting her before coming to a halt directly in front of her. Glancing downward, he smiled at the hint of worry in her eyes. “Trust me, querida ?” He forgave her moment’s hesitation. He wanted her to squirm. “Any time this gets too intense, use your word.”
She shook her head, her hair shivering around her. “Still don’t need it, Sir.”
“Hold that thought.” He pressed a kiss against her mouth. “Craig?” he said, with a beckoning curl of one finger. To Sunny he said, “Do what you have to, but don’t you dare come, sweetheart.”
Craig came up beside him, a brow arching.
“Eat her out.”
He turned his back on her gasp, instead eyeing the remaining members of his degenerate band. “Aiden, may I borrow the services of your sub?”
Aiden pursed his lips, pretending to hesitate, but then turned to Jenn. “Serve my friend, Jenn.”
The tall brunette walked with a sway in her steps, the swagger meant for Aiden as she came closer.
At last, Mondo faced Sunny, whose blushing face was strained. Already Craig was licking her folds, his fingers playfully pinching her nipples. But her gaze was on Jenn as she knelt in front of Mondo, pulled down his rigid cock and swallowed him in one smooth, succulent glide.
Mondo threaded his fingers through Jenn’s long hair, tugging it to force her to take more of him, and then he began to pump, forward and back, while Sunny’s eyes widened and her hips followed his motions, as though the two of them were fucking each other.
“Marti,” he said, waiting as she came to him. He leaned toward her ear. “Find a vibrator. I want it up her ass, but take your time getting it there. Let me come
Only his lover took it a step farther, opening her mouth to take him inside, and Mondo sucked in his stomach at the sensation of her sweet hot mouth engulfing him.
Suddenly, there were more hands touching him, Jenn’s from behind, gliding up his inner thighs and pressing until he widened his stance, and then she was there between his legs, licking his balls from behind.
Mondo’s mouth sagged, his eyes closed. With Sunny and Marti taking turns swallowing him down, he thought he’d lose his mind, or at least his load, in one hot, suctioning mouth.
“Enough,” he gasped.
The women giggled and halted their actions, tongues and fingers withdrawing.
Sunny knelt on her folded knees, her hands clenched behind her, but she peeked at him from beneath her thick, dark lashes.
“Craig,” Mondo said, his voice roughening. “I want her in the chains.”
He didn’t miss the swift intake of her breath or the glance she darted toward Marti.
Marti winked but otherwise didn’t give her any reassurances.
Maybe Marti hoped she’d be playing a role in the sweet torture he planned. Mondo grunted, waiting as Craig stepped beside Sunny and gave her a hand up. Then his friend led her to the center of the room where he wrapped padded shackles around her ankles, scooting her feet apart with gentle taps of his foot until her stance was open. He reached upward, pulled down the chains fed through the hook and fastened her wrists above her head.
Aiden was already standing beside the wheel and he gave it several turns, watching as Sunny’s arms stretched upward until she was nearly on her toes. Her slender back was slightly arched, her breasts barely mounded, but the tips were a vibrant dark pink. Every rib could be counted, and her bare pussy was lusciously exposed, the flower-like fringe of her delicate inner lips protruding.
Mondo walked around her, touching her hip, hefting a buttock, making a show of inspecting her before coming to a halt directly in front of her. Glancing downward, he smiled at the hint of worry in her eyes. “Trust me, querida ?” He forgave her moment’s hesitation. He wanted her to squirm. “Any time this gets too intense, use your word.”
She shook her head, her hair shivering around her. “Still don’t need it, Sir.”
“Hold that thought.” He pressed a kiss against her mouth. “Craig?” he said, with a beckoning curl of one finger. To Sunny he said, “Do what you have to, but don’t you dare come, sweetheart.”
Craig came up beside him, a brow arching.
“Eat her out.”
He turned his back on her gasp, instead eyeing the remaining members of his degenerate band. “Aiden, may I borrow the services of your sub?”
Aiden pursed his lips, pretending to hesitate, but then turned to Jenn. “Serve my friend, Jenn.”
The tall brunette walked with a sway in her steps, the swagger meant for Aiden as she came closer.
At last, Mondo faced Sunny, whose blushing face was strained. Already Craig was licking her folds, his fingers playfully pinching her nipples. But her gaze was on Jenn as she knelt in front of Mondo, pulled down his rigid cock and swallowed him in one smooth, succulent glide.
Mondo threaded his fingers through Jenn’s long hair, tugging it to force her to take more of him, and then he began to pump, forward and back, while Sunny’s eyes widened and her hips followed his motions, as though the two of them were fucking each other.
“Marti,” he said, waiting as she came to him. He leaned toward her ear. “Find a vibrator. I want it up her ass, but take your time getting it there. Let me come
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