“You close?” He asked.
“Mhmm,” I answered.
“Sha, Breeze likes her hair pulled and to be choked while she’s cumming. Make her cum for me,” he said as he continued to bring us both closer to our release.
Shareese’s hands found their way to my hair and throat while I whimpered against her chest.
“I’m about to—”
“I know, baby,” he said as he went a bit harder.
Every time I thought I couldn’t cum harder, Quentin proved me wrong. And the fact that I was cumming this hard from being anally penetrated was mind-blowing. As I was cumming it was a domino effect. I could hear the aftermath of Shareese and Quentin both moaning through their own releases.
I was winded, and I almost collapsed, but I held myself up, careful not to crush Shareese with my body weight. Then I rolled to the side of her while I tried to catch my breath. Quentin got off the bed and walked toward the bathroom. I could hear water running while he stayed in there for a second.
When he came out, he wiped the mess that he had left on her stomach and then went back into the bathroom.
Then she got up and started digging in her suitcase for something. By the time he came out, he was watching her with the same curiosity as I was.
But then she turned around and held up three items. Hand ties, an eye mask, and earplugs.
“Come here, I want to play this game with you.” She said with a smirk on her face.
“Hell nah. I’m not about to let you tie me up,” he shook his head as I laughed.
“Q, you always want to be in control. Come here. I’ll tie you up loose enough for you to get out if you need to. Deal?” She bargained.
He didn’t say anything; he just walked over to the bed before looking at me. “If she starts acting crazy, untie me, B.” He laughed, but something told me he meant it.
She grabbed one of his arms and explained what she was doing to him. “I’m going to remove three of your five senses. You won’t be able to touch us, see us, or hear us. The goal here is for you to just be able to feel.” She explained.
His eyes shot over to me. I shrugged; I was just a student. I wanted to see where this was going too. She tied one hand.
“Loose enough?” he shook it gently and nodded.
“Good,” she said before she tied the other. Then she put the earbuds in his ear and put the eye mask around his head but didn’t pull it down.
She leaned down and kissed him, cupping his cheeks between her hands, and then she pulled down the blindfold. I watched as she got off the bed and motioned for us to switch positions, so I walked to her side as we both got into bed.
She started to suck Q’s dick, then curled her finger and motioned for me to come join her. It may have taken me a minute, but I could see why she had tied him up. Normally, he could control what we did. If he wanted us to go faster or slower,but right now, he possessed none of that power. He just had to lie there and take it.
For the most part, Q would be vocal during sex but only to talk. But with both Shareese and me sucking his dick, coupled with the fact that he couldn’t hear himself, he was losing his mind. The fact that he even had enough dick for two people to suck at once was confirmation of how heavy it was.
I was focused on the task. I didn’t even realize that Quentin had freed himself and was enjoying the show until I felt his hand in my hair. He leaned up and stopped us. I chuckled because I knew that he wasn’t going to let us reverse the roles for too long. Though he lasted longer than I had expected.
“Come here,” he said, finally breaking his silence.
I crawled toward the head of the bed. He turned me on my side and entered me from behind. He had one of my legs in the crook of his arm, the other applying slight pressure around my neck. Shareese came up to us, sat on her knees, leaned forward, and kissed him.
“B?” he said in a breathy moan.
“Hmm?” I answered.
“Open your eyes, tell Sha how good I’m fucking you,” he demanded.
“It’s so fucking good,” I admitted with my head still back, disregarding what he had asked me to do.
“Is it?” He taunted as he pinched my clit.
