He's relentless, and I'm riding his face within seconds.
Mark walks over to the sofa and pulls my hands off the armrest, laying me flat over the side so my ass is in the air, but keeping me at the right height for Hunter's task. Mark waves a slightly larger plug in front of my eyes before heading behind me.
Hunter is fucking my core with his tongue, ravaging my pussy like he's never going to stop, and the flickers of an orgasm lick at my spine.
Mark tugs, pushing and pulling at the butt plug, and I've never felt anything so amazing in my entire life.
"Oh, God, yes, thank you!" I moan as he plays with me. With one final tug, the plug is gone. "Oh, fuck." I mourn the loss for one brief moment, while trying not to panic that I’ve shit myself. Then something hard pushes against my back entrance.
"Relax, baby. Let me get this in. We need to stretch you out a little more for later."
Later?This isn't it?My heart soars, and I breathe deeply, trying to relax as he pushes the larger toy into me.
"Turn it on first," Paul says.
I glance over my shoulder. We lock eyes as a vibration teases my back hole. I close my eyes, overwhelmed with pleasure.
"Oh, yes! Oh, God, yes, yes, yes!" I moan.
Hunter picks up his pace on my clit as Mark pushes the head of the plug past my tight muscles. "Oh, God, oh God." My eyes fly open as the plug settles into place. I'm panting hard, moaning out my pleasure.
The sound of a zipper greets me as Mark runs his hand along the length of my naked body, and goosebumps break out on my skin. Then Mark is in front of me, pumping his hard length with his fist.
Oh, my god.
I've never seen a cock so long in my life, and my whole body squeezes with the thought of riding him later.
I reach for him greedily. He walks in front of me, letting me wrap my fist around him and pull him into my mouth. The head of his cock is already at the back of my throat, and I haven't even taken him in fully yet.
"Oh, yes! Fuck," Mark grits out, like he's trying to hold back until I'm ready. Truthfully, I don't know if I'll ever be ready for thrusting during a blow job with this anaconda.
Holy shit.
But I want to please him, so I soften my throat and take him as deep as I can.
"Oh, fuck, baby, yes!" Mark moans loudly as I swallow over and over, trying to milk his cock with my throat.
He pulls out, letting me catch my breath, my drool a sloppy mess on his beautiful dick, the sight of which only seems to spur him on as he pushes into my mouth again. I bob back and forth on his hard length, pumping him with my fist as I ride Hunter'sface harder. Hunter grips my ass cheeks, holding me in place, and I moan loudly around Mark's cock as the guys force me to take my pleasure at their pace.
"Fuck, yes!" Mark feeds me his cock. "Take it, baby. You're so good at this. Such a good girl," he praises.
I can't take any more. My whole body clenches, my orgasm squeezing the butt plug tightly as I sob out my release. My mouth is full of Mark's cock, so I emit a guttural sound that makes both men moan.
"I'm coming!" Mark shouts.
He tries to remove his cock from my mouth, but I mumble, "Mine!" and grip him tightly as I gaze up at him through my lashes. Mark's entire face crumples with pleasure as his hot, salty cum fills my mouth.
"Oh, God, yes. Fuck. Fuck," Mark chants as I continue to suck every last drop into my mouth until I've milked him dry.
I release his cock with a loud pop and slump against the armrest. I try to lift my leg to let Hunter breathe again, but he pulls me down, planting small kisses all over my soft belly.
Mark tucks his cock away and strides to the desk, pulling a bunch of tissues from the fancy box. He holds them to me, but I lock eyes with him, showing him my empty tongue and licking my lips.
"Oh, fuck, that's hot," Mark breathes, leaning over to kiss me. It's not as feral as Hunter's kisses. It's sweet and strong, his tongue playing with mine in a sensual movement that has me dizzy when he pulls away. His dark brown eyes skate across my face, and he plants one more soft kiss against my lips before standing upright again.
Paul's deep voice fills the quiet that follows.
"Upstairs. Now."
