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one but Sebby can see my cock. I pull him out and he’ s already ready for our display. And we are on display. I can feel the excitement in the air as the members and their guests watch a newcomer submissive , a fake- lesbian Domme who never scenes in public, and the asshole engage in a three-way.
I sheath my cock in latex and rub against Queen’s slick slit. I push in a little testing my resolve. When nausea doesn’t wash over me I plunge in to the hilt. She rears up and screams. I didn’t hurt her- I hope. I thi nk she liked it. Hell if I know. I know nothing of the female body. I’m fully erect this time, instead of just hard enoug h to enter a woman, maybe that’ s the difference .
“Did I hurt you,” I whisper in concern w hen she stills.
“No, you’re huge . It hurt, but it was a good kind of hurt. My lover is big, but dang, Dalton .” She pushes back on me and sucks Sebastian back into her mouth. I inwardly shrug. Hell if I know what she meant.
I close my eyes and find a rhythm that is pleasing to both of us. The background noise of cries, moans, and the pound of impact toys washes away with the wet sounds and moans of my companions. I gasp when a warm, wet, mouth sucks my ball. I nearly combust for the pleasure of the sensation.
“Sebastian, don’t tease me. I won’t be able to control myself,” I wea kly chastise the submissive. I’ d pulled out so that I could gaze at him from between our bodies .
“I’ve missed you. Let me please you. I know how hard this is for you to do.” Sebastian pleads. “I don’t want sex, but let me help you stay happy.” He smirks at me whe n he says happy- the tease . My poor attempt at seduction with Queen is apparent in comparison to what a true submissive can do. The cunning look that brightens his face almost has me coming from the sight of it. His need to please has me s hoving deeply into Queen.
My companions groan loudly as I feel the mouth beneath me go into a frenzy on her pussy and her mouth sucks him in until she meets his pelvis. I don’t move as they writhe under me.
I smoothly thrust. My breath saws in and out in time with my movements. I know Queen is close when her body starts to jerk and her muscles tighten. She starts to moan in a way that sounds like weeping. Sebby is beneath me groaning as his climax floods Queen’s mouth.
I watch as they both climax, neither of them pushing me off the precipice.
I look over my shoulder at the person who’ s burning a hole into my back with their gaze. Whitt’ s no longer engaged. He’ s standing a few feet off to the side of us watching with obvious inter est. I notice too late that he’ s in the per fect position to see my cock. I’ m uncomfortable with it. The feeling pushes the pleasure down to a level that removes all need to release.
Whitt raises his hand and rubs the back of his neck in a nervous gesture. My eyes eat the sight of his body. My breath becomes labored as I watch his biceps bulge from his movements. My eyes work their way back up his face and meet his hungry gaze, so filled with need that I moan from the si ght of it. I don’t know who he’ s craving, but I go into denial and pretend it is me. My release rushes from my balls, but doesn’t find th e force to exit my body. I’ m stuck at the precipice. The pressure builds to painful levels. My mi nd, body, and soul know that I’ m mating with the wrong person and it refuses to release.
I scream in frustration. My submissive knows my body so well that he gives me desperate relief. Teeth bite into the pathway of flesh behind my sac k and sink in. I scream for a new reason. The pressure releases in a torrent out my cock as I fill the latex with my seed.
I collapse from the force of my orgasm. My head rest s on the swell of Queen’ s ass and I could n’t care less. I watch Whitt as he watches Sebastian sooth e my tender skin with his tongue. A n indescribable look crosses his face just before he leaves the dungeon.
I sheath my cock in latex and rub against Queen’s slick slit. I push in a little testing my resolve. When nausea doesn’t wash over me I plunge in to the hilt. She rears up and screams. I didn’t hurt her- I hope. I thi nk she liked it. Hell if I know. I know nothing of the female body. I’m fully erect this time, instead of just hard enoug h to enter a woman, maybe that’ s the difference .
“Did I hurt you,” I whisper in concern w hen she stills.
“No, you’re huge . It hurt, but it was a good kind of hurt. My lover is big, but dang, Dalton .” She pushes back on me and sucks Sebastian back into her mouth. I inwardly shrug. Hell if I know what she meant.
I close my eyes and find a rhythm that is pleasing to both of us. The background noise of cries, moans, and the pound of impact toys washes away with the wet sounds and moans of my companions. I gasp when a warm, wet, mouth sucks my ball. I nearly combust for the pleasure of the sensation.
“Sebastian, don’t tease me. I won’t be able to control myself,” I wea kly chastise the submissive. I’ d pulled out so that I could gaze at him from between our bodies .
“I’ve missed you. Let me please you. I know how hard this is for you to do.” Sebastian pleads. “I don’t want sex, but let me help you stay happy.” He smirks at me whe n he says happy- the tease . My poor attempt at seduction with Queen is apparent in comparison to what a true submissive can do. The cunning look that brightens his face almost has me coming from the sight of it. His need to please has me s hoving deeply into Queen.
My companions groan loudly as I feel the mouth beneath me go into a frenzy on her pussy and her mouth sucks him in until she meets his pelvis. I don’t move as they writhe under me.
I smoothly thrust. My breath saws in and out in time with my movements. I know Queen is close when her body starts to jerk and her muscles tighten. She starts to moan in a way that sounds like weeping. Sebby is beneath me groaning as his climax floods Queen’s mouth.
I watch as they both climax, neither of them pushing me off the precipice.
I look over my shoulder at the person who’ s burning a hole into my back with their gaze. Whitt’ s no longer engaged. He’ s standing a few feet off to the side of us watching with obvious inter est. I notice too late that he’ s in the per fect position to see my cock. I’ m uncomfortable with it. The feeling pushes the pleasure down to a level that removes all need to release.
Whitt raises his hand and rubs the back of his neck in a nervous gesture. My eyes eat the sight of his body. My breath becomes labored as I watch his biceps bulge from his movements. My eyes work their way back up his face and meet his hungry gaze, so filled with need that I moan from the si ght of it. I don’t know who he’ s craving, but I go into denial and pretend it is me. My release rushes from my balls, but doesn’t find th e force to exit my body. I’ m stuck at the precipice. The pressure builds to painful levels. My mi nd, body, and soul know that I’ m mating with the wrong person and it refuses to release.
I scream in frustration. My submissive knows my body so well that he gives me desperate relief. Teeth bite into the pathway of flesh behind my sac k and sink in. I scream for a new reason. The pressure releases in a torrent out my cock as I fill the latex with my seed.
I collapse from the force of my orgasm. My head rest s on the swell of Queen’ s ass and I could n’t care less. I watch Whitt as he watches Sebastian sooth e my tender skin with his tongue. A n indescribable look crosses his face just before he leaves the dungeon.
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