had begun. “Do you have the rest of your gifts?”
“Of course,” Lyle pulled the blindfold and cording from his shorts pocket. She was wearing her cord knotted at her waist as a belt and drew the blindfold from the large pocket in her discarded shirt.
“Farrin, please use the cord to tie Lyle’s hands behind his back.” She put her drink on the table and waited while he took a last sip of his.
“Lyle, you okay with this?” she asked, stepping behind him, running the cording between her hands. His body shivered, and he smiled broadly.
“Absolutely, tie me up, Farrin.” He placed his hands behind his back and stared at Van. She took a step behind him and wrapped the cording around his wrists, tying it solidly so it wouldn’t slip.
Van stood and walked toward them. “Kiss for me,” he said, wrapping an arm around each of their waists, bringing them closer. Lyle kissed Farrin lightly at first then relaxed and began to kiss her fully. Van’s hands roamed over each of their backs and shoulders as they kissed. She used her hands to angle Lyle’s lips to hers, thrusting her tongue into his mouth.
As they relaxed and began to enjoy the intimate act, she let her hands drop to each man’s crotch. Through the opening in their boxers, she took each of their cocks in hand, stroking them back and forth. Lyle hitched his hips forward while Van stood still, enjoying her manipulations. Van pushed the strap of her chemise off her shoulder, baring her breast. The night air made her nipple pucker. Van’s lips attaching to it made her pussy pulse. She groaned as he lavished her tit, still kissing Lyle’s mouth and manipulating both their erections.
They were hard, and she shivered with anticipation at the idea of bringing them both to orgasm. Without prompting, she dropped her hands. Lyle let out a groan of disappointment.
“Relax, gentlemen.” She took a cushion from one of the seats and dropped it in front of the men, lowering herself to her knees before them. Their hardened cocks bobbed in the night air, sticking through the opening in their boxers. Farrin took each man in hand and began to stroke them. First she licked Van then Lyle. Back and forth between the two, she settled on her heels, and started to make love to their erections. Each drop of pre-cum was lapped up greedily.
Farrin never knew she could become so relaxed. Both men stood tall, accepting her mouth and hands. She glanced up and knew she never wanted this to end. As she looked back to their crotches, she glanced down and saw her breast exposed. It was just another level of excitement, she decided, baring herself before them. Then she remembered she still had the best surprise to come.
“Farrin, finish off Lyle, please.” Van sounded so formal, she almost laughed, but concentrated on bringing Lyle to orgasm. With little effort, he sighed and shot his load down her throat.
“Thank you,” he whispered, a broad smile on his lips.
Chapter Fourteen
“Lyle, finish me,” Van said and broadened his stance, his feet planted shoulder-width apart. Lyle eagerly dropped down and captured Van’s cock between his lips. “That’s right, Lyle. Use your mouth. Don’t rely on your hands.”
Farrin moved closer to Van’s side and began kissing his chin and throat. From small nips to light licks, she flicked her tongue against his flat nipple. Over and over she continued until she sucked it between her lips. She felt Van tense, but he didn’t move. Lyle sat back and released Van’s cock from his lips.
“Do that again, Farrin. He just surged in my mouth.” Lyle swallowed the cock again, and she sucked harder. Van dropped one hand to Lyle’s head, softly guiding him. His other arm wrapped around her shoulders, his fingers just missing the touch to her breast she wanted.
“Make me come,” Van uttered. His hips jutted forward, and his arm went around her shoulders, holding her in place. When he came, his whole body shuddered.
“Thank you,
“Of course,” Lyle pulled the blindfold and cording from his shorts pocket. She was wearing her cord knotted at her waist as a belt and drew the blindfold from the large pocket in her discarded shirt.
“Farrin, please use the cord to tie Lyle’s hands behind his back.” She put her drink on the table and waited while he took a last sip of his.
“Lyle, you okay with this?” she asked, stepping behind him, running the cording between her hands. His body shivered, and he smiled broadly.
“Absolutely, tie me up, Farrin.” He placed his hands behind his back and stared at Van. She took a step behind him and wrapped the cording around his wrists, tying it solidly so it wouldn’t slip.
Van stood and walked toward them. “Kiss for me,” he said, wrapping an arm around each of their waists, bringing them closer. Lyle kissed Farrin lightly at first then relaxed and began to kiss her fully. Van’s hands roamed over each of their backs and shoulders as they kissed. She used her hands to angle Lyle’s lips to hers, thrusting her tongue into his mouth.
As they relaxed and began to enjoy the intimate act, she let her hands drop to each man’s crotch. Through the opening in their boxers, she took each of their cocks in hand, stroking them back and forth. Lyle hitched his hips forward while Van stood still, enjoying her manipulations. Van pushed the strap of her chemise off her shoulder, baring her breast. The night air made her nipple pucker. Van’s lips attaching to it made her pussy pulse. She groaned as he lavished her tit, still kissing Lyle’s mouth and manipulating both their erections.
They were hard, and she shivered with anticipation at the idea of bringing them both to orgasm. Without prompting, she dropped her hands. Lyle let out a groan of disappointment.
“Relax, gentlemen.” She took a cushion from one of the seats and dropped it in front of the men, lowering herself to her knees before them. Their hardened cocks bobbed in the night air, sticking through the opening in their boxers. Farrin took each man in hand and began to stroke them. First she licked Van then Lyle. Back and forth between the two, she settled on her heels, and started to make love to their erections. Each drop of pre-cum was lapped up greedily.
Farrin never knew she could become so relaxed. Both men stood tall, accepting her mouth and hands. She glanced up and knew she never wanted this to end. As she looked back to their crotches, she glanced down and saw her breast exposed. It was just another level of excitement, she decided, baring herself before them. Then she remembered she still had the best surprise to come.
“Farrin, finish off Lyle, please.” Van sounded so formal, she almost laughed, but concentrated on bringing Lyle to orgasm. With little effort, he sighed and shot his load down her throat.
“Thank you,” he whispered, a broad smile on his lips.
Chapter Fourteen
“Lyle, finish me,” Van said and broadened his stance, his feet planted shoulder-width apart. Lyle eagerly dropped down and captured Van’s cock between his lips. “That’s right, Lyle. Use your mouth. Don’t rely on your hands.”
Farrin moved closer to Van’s side and began kissing his chin and throat. From small nips to light licks, she flicked her tongue against his flat nipple. Over and over she continued until she sucked it between her lips. She felt Van tense, but he didn’t move. Lyle sat back and released Van’s cock from his lips.
“Do that again, Farrin. He just surged in my mouth.” Lyle swallowed the cock again, and she sucked harder. Van dropped one hand to Lyle’s head, softly guiding him. His other arm wrapped around her shoulders, his fingers just missing the touch to her breast she wanted.
“Make me come,” Van uttered. His hips jutted forward, and his arm went around her shoulders, holding her in place. When he came, his whole body shuddered.
“Thank you,
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