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“Do you not like watching Tornado suck Knuckles off? What about him playing with my pussy, hmm?” I jeer, rocking my hips a bit more for effect. He tries to look by bending over but the binds stop him from seeing anything with my shirt in the way. “Oh, dear me! I must have forgotten to take this darn thing off. Good thing only good boys get to have a taste,” I hum, shrugging with nonchalance.
“Please suck me, Mistress,” Prez begs through gritted teeth. I shake my head in mock disappointment.
“No.” I give a simple answer, but the effect is there. He struggles with the belts again, and I watch his fingers try to grasp the loops. Fisting his large cock in my hand, I squeeze tightly. Not enough to hurt but enough for him to understand that I’m in charge.
“Faster, Tornado,” I command, and he simultaneously starts pumping his head faster while pushing two fingers into my pussy. “Use your mouth on him. Start prepping his ass.” Dropping my hips just a bit, I ride his fingers as Prez glares down at me. I can only keep a satisfied smirk on my features. Knuckles groans are enough to see that Tornado’s hand disappeared behind Knuckles, and his dropping elbow shows us that he’s putting those thick fingers to use.
“I’m going to cum,” Knuckles announces. I grab Tornado’s hair and yank him off. With a few quick jerks of Prez’s cock, he starts getting bigger and bigger. I know what’s coming.
“You will not cum, hold it,” I snap loudly. All three men jump, and Knuckles has to squeeze the base of himself to keep from releasing. Prez doesn’t have the same luxury as he fights himself. “Keep fucking his ass, Tornado. If he cums, he will be punished.” Both men whimper on my account.
Taking a deep breath, my body is already more relaxed than it has been in months. Doing a scene with Charles was great, but being able to have three men that mean the world to me ready to fall at my feet? Actually, it’s only two. One is being a brat and needing tamed. That’s okay, I’m willing to put him back in his box. Either way, it's a feeling that I didn’t realize I needed. I never needed someone to make me feel better or give me a boost. Now, I don’t think I can do that without them.
“Please let me have a taste of you, Mistress,” Tornado begs from next to me, his fingers pumping faster inside of me as I bounce on them.
“Edge him two more times, and I might give you a taste.” Tornado gets to work back on Knuckles once he realizes his companion isn’t going to explode. Dragging Tornado’s fingers away from my cunt, I bring them to Prez’s mouth. They are just a few inches too far from his mouth. He stretches to try and get a taste, but it’s useless. The binds keep him from reaching.
Knuckles snaps that he’s on the brink before long, and Tornado quickly moves back before he does. Taking a sneak peak of Tornado’s cock, he’s rock hard from getting Knuckles and I off, yet he hasn’t touched it. I think he deserves a reward.
“Are you ready to be a good listener?” I ask petulantly. He nods but doesn’t say anything. Clicking my tongue, I scoot away from him to show him that I’m serious.
“Yes, Mistress,” he groans. It’s apparent that he’s not really willing to listen and just wants to get his way. Unfortunately for him, I don’t play that game.
“Awe man, I guess you’re really not wanting to be a good boy like these two.” I wave a hand at Knuckles and Tornado. Knuckles brows are pinched in bliss while Tornado looks about ready to snap and fuck someone. My stupid joke causes Tornado to laugh, which in turn causes Knuckles to pull away from Tornado’s mouth to keep from coming.
“That’s three, Mistress!” Knuckles announces proudly, but like he’s also ready to snap.
“Such a good boy for me,” I cheer brightly. My praise seems to do wonders for him as his face lights up brightly. Tornado doesn’t stop fingering me, instead staying right where he is and adding another finger to the mix.
“Get on the bed, both of you,” I order. Tornado removes his hand with a pout. “Tornado, I want you to fuck Knuckles while I fuck him.”
“What about Prez?” Knuckles asks nervously, his eyes darting between us. Tornado shoves a finger back into Knuckles’ ass harshly and the question is long forgotten for him.
“What about him?” I retort, raising a single brow. He swallows heavily and shakes his head, dropping the question. Deciding that I don’t want to answer it anyway, I move away from Prez.
“When you’re ready to listen, let me know. I might let you fuck my ass.” Shrugging, I stand and make my way over to the night stand. A small bottle of lube is there, so I grab it and make my way over to the two men on the bed. I can’t let Knuckles get fucked without proper preparation. Saliva works fine for fingers but not for bigger inserts like a cock.
Crawling over to the men, I swivel around and plant my pussy in Knuckles face. He doesn’t wait for me to command him, instead circling my hips with his arms and devouring me. Pressure starts to build in my lower stomach, but I ignore it by popping the cap on the lube, squirting a generous amount onto Tornado, and fisting him in my hand. Tugging on his length, he seems to have a hard time focusing on prepping Knuckles.
“Are you ready?” I whisper, brushing my lips against his. He nods, lining his thick cock up to Knuckles tight hole.
“You will wait until I tell you,” I say, leveling him. He nods. Just as I’m about to cum, I rip myself away from Knuckles face and turn myself around. Putting my ass against Tornado’s abs, he grabs my ass and squeezes. “Guide him into me.” I feel him moving around then Knuckles body jerks as I’m slammed onto his thick length.
“Yes!” I shout, my eyes rolling into my head from the burning stretch. No one can convince me that the first few moments of being widened aren’t the best. The friction is the most important part, and even though I’m soaked, it’s still perfect. “Fuck him.” I can’t see Tornado, but I force my eyes open to watch Knuckles reaction. Prez is shouting from the bed post and very apparently aching to be touching us. Sucks that he couldn’t listen.
“Shit,” Tornado hisses behind me, stretching the word out as far as it would go. Knuckles jerks upward from below me, bumping the special spot inside of me. Reaching down, I carefully wrap my hand around his throat and press the sides. He doesn’t even stop me, instead embarrassing the lack of blood flow as he jerks around below me from Tornado ramming into him.
“Too bad you weren’t here to please me,” I gasp, looking over my shoulder at Prez. He quickly jerks, and the belt snaps in half. I would say I’m surprised but…I’m not. He marches over to me, his tall frame towering over the three of us as he angrily climbs onto the bed. Removing myself from Knuckles cock, I plant my pussy back in his face, except this time I lean down to swallow his cock inside my mouth.
Prez doesn’t hesitate to slam into me from behind, his hands gripping my ass harshly as he takes me relentlessly. I can’t even pretend to be upset with him. Each pump of his cock inside of me has him bumping against my G-spot.
All of us curse as we get closer to the edge together. Knuckles swirls his tongue over my clit at the same time Prez snaps against my G-spot, and I detonate.
Screaming, I chant. “Shit, fuck, fuck!” Over and over again in pure bliss around Knuckles cock.
“Please let me cum.”
“I have to cum.”
