Mastering the Virgin Box Set Five: A BDSM Ménage Erotic Romance novel Chapter 39

…. Ours….

…. and there…. I hold….

…. and I make her wait.

The juddering in her hips vibrates through my hands. Her eyes flick to Michael, now naked, his shaft twitching upright….

…. He’s waited for this….

He too stands over her, her eyes following him as he stands close, his erection hovering by her face. It’s equally clear what he intends.

Leaning in, I exhale over her, parting her pussy lips wide with my fingers, breathing my heat over already-heated flesh. One finger slipped inside her, I circle against the ring of muscle, stretching her, keeping the movement languid, enjoying the grasp and snatch of her response, the feel of it, the sight of it and then….

…. As I hear her whispered ‘Please….’

….as I replace finger with mouth….

…. the taste of it….

She’s hot and succulent, tasting of citrus and the ocean, and as I delve her folds with my tongue, she wails and strains. Long strokes, the length of her, from clutching pussy to the small spike of her clit, I lave her.

With the tip of my tongue, I nudge at her bud, circling and winding it in tiny circles. She bows up, her weight suddenly on my back as she rises on the soles of her feet, and as her pelvis lifts, her entrance is there for me, easy and open. Pressing in, my mouth planted around her gushing cunt, I drive in, tongue-fucking her and loving her cries.

Above me, there’s movement; Michael straddling her, his voice, “That’s more like it. Now, let’s hear you make that noise again.”

Happy to oblige….

…. and I fasten over her stiff red bud, suckling gently….

She convulses and yells in one long satisfying scream, and a chuckle passes overhead. “That’s just what I had in mind.”

Sucking and lapping, I grip tight against her convulsing movement until, abruptly, her sound is cut off.

That’s his cock in her mouth….

Muffled cries still break through as I prod with my tongue tip at the sweet spot she has at the base of her clit. Michael’s voice comes again. “Now, look at me. I want to see that expression James was talking about.”

It’s difficult to smile with a mouthful of vibrating pussy, but nonetheless, I break out into a grin, my chin and nose awash with tangy, pungent juices. Her cries have subsided, but the tension in her is rising….

…. and in me….

The pulse is throbbing behind my ears and in my groin. I want to be inside her, but even more, I want my mouth planted around her streaming pussy when she climaxes….

And it’s a-coming….

Above me, Michael is moving slightly but rhythmically, obviously face-fucking her. Either side of my head, her strained thigh muscles are trembling, and that tremble resonates down through my shoulders and spine. It’s part of the reason this is one of my favourite positions. I can feel the rise of the Rush in her.

And now it’s there, coiling within, winding up inside her. Planting my mouth more firmly over her, reaching in as deeply as I can, her muscles twitch, and the twitching grows….

She’s on the edge….

….

….

What’s the best way to push her over?

And I’m about to slide a finger into her ass when Michael, still thrusting, speaks again.

“Not today,” he says, “but one day, I’m going to try deep-throating you, just to see how it works out. I’d really like to push my cock in all the way, hilt myself to your lips....”

And she falls….

The vibration over my lips grows to a pulsation, her pussy spasming into orgasm. Thighs stretched taut, her hips bucking as I press tight with my face, she’s howling.

And as she jerks and pistons against me, I hear Michael again. “I love watching you come….”

He breaks for a moment, huffing, then, “I’d love to just spill myself inside you right now, but….” Then with a groan…. “…. Oh, what the hell…”

Her wails are suddenly cut short, but Michael groans.