When she wraps her lips around the tip, lightly sucking, I rock myself against Bel, forcing her to moan around him, and he nearly shouts from the sensation.
“Shit. That’s perfect,” I praise her, “Keep going. Don’t try to go too deep, just take what feels good. You look so fucking gorgeous like this.”
She blinks rapidly, adjusting to the new experience. “Move up and down on him and let your tongue slide against the bottom,” I instruct, and she listens, “Oh, that’s so good, baby. I bet your mouth feels divine.”
Caspian babbles, thrusting into my hand and her mouth, “Likeheaven,Fritz. Her mouth is Gods damned heaven—fuck.”
I chuckle against Bel’s ear, “Give me your hand, love. I wanna show you something to make Caspian scream, ’kay?” She moans, sucking with more enthusiasm and holding up her left hand for me. I close my hand around hers, leaving just our index fingers open, hers cradled in mine. She releases him from her mouth to focus on our hands exploration.
“This,” I run our fingers gently between his balls and ass, “isincrediblysensitive.” My point is made when Caspian jolts his hips forward, gritting his teeth against the noise threatening to escape. “You can put just a little pressure,” he looses a high-pitched moan, “and he’ll go crazy.”
She peers up at him, rubbing against that spot again while I work my other hand up and down his cock. His moans become endless, growing louder and more desperate.
“I’m gonna come if you keep doing that,” he warns us, and Bel laughs at his plea.My sweet little sadist.
“Wanna take it just a little further?” I ask her. She nods, utterly drunk on the power and lust flowing through her. “Cas?”
“Yeah, uh huh, just— fuck I need to come,” he begs, “please can I be back in your mouth, Bel?”
She sighs and shivers at his needy plea and wraps her mouth around him again, working him into her mouth as far as she can, groaning and slurping him like a fucking popsicle.Fuck, she’s so sexy.I want so badly to rub her little clit, make her scream and choke on his dick. But right now, she wants to make Caspian come violently in her mouth, so that’s what we’re going to do.
I drift our fingers back a little further, Caspian whimpering in anticipation. I’m trying not to rock against Bel’s ass and ruin the perfect rhythm we’ve found together, but this is so fucking hot I can’t help myself. As we reach Caspian’s hole, I speak against her ear again, “You ever fuck yourself with your fingers back here, my sweet?” shemhmm’sas best she can wrapped around him, though I’m barely able to hear her over his mumbling and pleading for release.
“Then you know what to do. Make him scream, baby,” I release her fingers, letting her experiment how she wishes. I focus back on Caspian’s cock, so close to release it must be painful, but he doesn’t get to until Bel says so. I squeeze the base of his shaft to prevent him from coming before being given permission.
When Caspian whimpers from Bel’s finger intruding his body, I nearly come in my pants, rubbing myself against her again and again. He’s fucking into her mouth, squeezing his hands at his sides so as not to touch without permission.
What a good boy he can be when he’s properly motivated.
“Oh— oh, Bel. Please, my Dove. Fuck—” he cries out, “Please let me come. You’resogood. So fucking—” another shout, bordering on a scream, “Shit, please!”
“Should I let him come, love? It’s up to you,” I ask our gorgeous girl. Shemhmm’saround him again, so I loosen my grip and start pumping him in time with her movements.
Within seconds, he growls and shouts her name in sweet relief, pumping into Bel’s mouth, riding out the waves of his bliss. Her eyes go wide at him filling her with his spend, and she struggles to stop herself from choking. When Caspian finally stops his movements, she removes her hand from its devious position, letting it fall to her lap.
He slips out of her mouth and puts his hands on his hips, taking huge, heaving breaths, looking down at Bel with shock at how thoroughly she just pleasured him. The sound of her swallowing is the last thing I hear before she turns, tackling me to the ground for a filthy kiss flavored with the unmistakable musk of Caspian.
She straddles my waist, riding me through our clothes into the tile beneath me. As Caspian catches his breath, I let Bel have her way with me, meeting her rolling hips with my own. I groan into the kiss, bliss filling my body at her taking control of me just as she did Cas moments ago.
“Off,” she commands, pulling at my shirt.
Gently pushing her upright, I hold my hands up in pause, “Darling girl, hold on. I have-” she rubs herself against me again, making my eyes roll into the back of my head, “I- I have something for you.”
“Do you?” she taunts, still undulating her luscious hips astride me. “What do you have for me, Fritzy?”
I have this aching cock that needs to be buried between your thighs.
Pulling the actual thing I have for her from theAether, I lean up and place the graduation cap atop her head, “Congratulations, Belissenda, you’ve graduated BJU with honors and— fuck,” I groan at her continued movements, “honors and all the fucking accolades. You did so good and now the three of us can celebrate.”
“Celebrate?” she pauses, “How?”
Without warning, Caspian rips her from her perch, throwing her over a shoulder and stomping towards the room she’s been sleeping in, “By counting how many orgasms we can wring from you before you cry.”
Five
Bel
Five.
