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I stopped breathing. I’m sure my eyes widened and I definitely quivered. Heat rushed down there.
“Ooo. Look at that blush. Wow, sweetie, this is early days too. The shit we are going to do to you.” Kat stroked a finger, up and down my cleft. “She is sweet. God, I’m getting so hot looking at you, feeling your pussy.”
“Put your finger inside her and lick her.” Damien urged Kat forward then leaned his elbows on his knees.
“In my own time. I’m in no hurry. Who wants to hurry a gourmet meal? Well?” She addressed me. “Do you want my tongue on you, in you? Hmm? I can do amazing things to girls.”
I was starting to believe that.
Up and down, then around my clit her finger was going, round and round, brushing me, tantalizing. And speaking of tongues, the tip of hers emerged and cruised wetly along her lip as she concentrated on my face. I don’t think she realized, but I did. I watched her moist flicking tongue, and she fiddled with me down there more.
I choked out a small noise when she ran that finger straight over that little sexual button. Press me, turn me on. My eyelids fluttered lower. My thighs squeezed on her hand. If she kept up that dirty talk while playing with me I was going to come.
“Let’s show them some more of you.” Klaus let go of my elbows and smoothed his hands around me until he reached my breasts. There was Kat, playing, keeping me on the boil so bad I was thrusting onto her hand just a tiny amount, and now Klaus undid all my buttons to my waist, and pulled the neckline of the dress down, exposing my breasts.
Gently, he circled my nipples, and tugged on them. I groaned. One of them circling my clit, Klaus leaning over me, watching his own hands, and Kat staring up, also watching.
“She’s going to come soon.” The couch creaked. Damien stood.
“Is she?” Kat asked, smiling. “That’s my girl. Show me what you do when you come.”
My breathing had turned to pants, my thighs strained forward. Touch me. I wanted her fingers to do more, just a little, more.
I hadn’t seen him come closer, but Damien was there beside me, crouching.
“Suck on her.” Klaus took his hand away and Damien instead took hold, gripping my breast rather than cupping it. His hand was calloused. While I was processing how all of them were playing with a different part of me, he lowered his head and drew my nipple into the hot cavern of his mouth.
“Oh.” I gasped and held my breath, looking down. I felt my panties drawn down my legs. Kat slipped her fingers straight up inside me, spearing in, slowly fucking me with them. I parted my legs as much as I could, feeling her hands dragging against my inner thighs as she thrust into me.
The liquid craving of an orgasm pumped higher with each drive of her fingers and each suck of Damien’s mouth. Klaus tugged on my other nipple. Muscles tensed. The awesome constriction at my wrists, fed into the maelstrom. Sensations circled, whirling.
“Now,” Kat murmured from below. “You’re there. You’re there, sweetheart. Show me how you come.”
Enthralled, I saw her move, and she put her mouth onto me, covered my clit in that warm wetness and dragged her tongue up and over. Soft, firm, fucking hot.
I arched, and cried out, open-mouthed, ripping molten and seething into the little explosion of an orgasm. My thighs tightened and I leaned back into Klaus as pleasure rippled outward from where she’d buried her mouth. Her continued sucking trapped me there, rapt in the sensations of the climax.
While I was barely aware, before I could register another thought, Klaus pulled my panties off, and made me stumble to the end of the couch where he bent me ass-up over the arm.
I was still quivering from coming when he began to slam his hand onto my ass. No preamble, no preparation, I cried a little at the first then mewed some more with each following blow. Damien grabbed my hair and laughed at my wriggling and noises. The couch shifted and creaked and I thought I saw Kat go by. There was a pause in the blows. A small hand caressed my burning skin then parted the cheeks of my ass. Coldness drizzled on me. I knew what that meant and pulled on my wrist cuffs then twisted, trying to get up. It was instinctive, I knew it wouldn’t work, but I tried.
“Oh no.” Kat had that smile in her tone. “You’re not getting away, pretty thing. You got her Damien?”
“Sure have.” His hand screwed tighter in my hair. “Do what you want back there.”
Uh. I sagged, surrendering, onto the couch. Nothing I could do.
The hard tip of a butt plug pressed on my other hole and started to slide in by tiny increments. More pushing in, more pulsing, and I groaned at the intolerable burn.
“Push out. Relax, Jodie.” Klaus. My man. “Talk. Swear if you want to.”
Uh. He liked hearing me protest sometimes. I wouldn’t. Not this time. I hissed and whined at the hurt, but I tried to relax, and I guess it helped. The thing slid farther until I thought it could go no deeper. No. Hell. No fricking more. With me squealing fuck fuck fuck out loud after all, it slipped past the rim and into me. Done. The strange feel of crazy bursting pain changed into the heat of pleasure and I moaned into the fabric of the couch.
So vulnerable, so trapped. The three of them were all over me and I was bound as well.
“Damn, I liked that when she squeaked.” Kat slipped her fingers along in the moisture on my pussy, and toyed with my poor clit. I grunted and pushed up onto my toes. I hated hated that when I’d just come. But they held me down and though I panted and writhed at her touch, my clit hummed back to life.
After an experimental single swish that I recognized as a crop slicing the air, she began to crop my rear. Only the flat leather end never got used except on my engorged clit. It was the whippy shaft slamming in on my butt, and tapping on me softly, sometimes on the butt plug, before smacking in again on my flesh.
