Calil nipped at my bottom lip when I didn’t respond. “Answer me,” he demanded.
“Y—Yes, Daddy,” I moaned.
Satisfied with my answer—he sank to his knees to join Lena. My body went stiff and I couldn’t form a coherent thought.
“Relax, Baby. I’m here to serve and pleasure you with the same tenacity you’ll please me. I told you I was prepared to handle every part of you. Even the parts you’ve had to hide in your past,” Calil spoke with a level of reassurance I’d never gotten from any other man.
I was used to my lower anatomy being kept a secret until it was needed to please my former lovers. It was never treated as atool that brought me pleasure when handled with care. Yet here I was watching the most beautiful woman I knew and the most handsome man I’d ever seen on their knees tongue kissing the head of my dick together.
“Show Daddy how I like to be pleased Princess,” I whimpered in euphoria.
“Open wide, Papa. Relax your throat and take your Z Baby all the way down,” she instructed as she gently pushed his head until he was taking me inch by inch.
I was doing my best not to cum. The heat from his mouth engulfed me as I fought to hold my release back.
“Look at you taking every inch of me like a good boy,” I praised while I played with my taut nipples.
“And he’s precumming all over my hand. He’s so aroused pleasing you, Baby,” Lena spilled as she eased behind me and slid her tongue from my scrotum to my asshole. She pushed her tongue inside my back door. My body jerking as she twisted in and out.
“I’m about to release this load down your throat, Daddy.”
I wasn’t lying. I was overloaded with pleasure and refused to hold my release back.
“Give it here,” he grumbled. The vibrations from his voice around my shaft set my orgasm in motion.
I cried out my release. All the nervous energy I’d been holding expelled with every thick rope of my seed. I watched as he swallowed nearly everything I had to give before sharing the rest with Lena in a smoldering kiss.
“Mmmm,” eased melodically from Lena’s swollen lips.
I looked down at Calil expecting to see some form of remorse on his face. It never came. Instead, I saw a man on his knees with his hand wrapped around his rod—stroking slowly because he was ready for the next round.
Leisurely rising to stand—he kissed me before kissing her and taking our hands and pulling us to the bedroom.
There’s an energy surging through the bedroom that feels different than any other night I’ve been here.
Tonight it’s not a place for sleep.
It’s where anticipation turns to surrender.
Calil closes the door behind us soft and deliberate. The click of the latch sounds final. Lena moves first. She slips onto the bed, her eyes heavy with want but clear with consent.
Calil stands at the foot of the bed and looks at us like a man whose heart has decided to love fully and openly.
“Are we all good?” he asks quietly.
“Yes,” Lena answers.
“Yes,” I echo.
Something shifts in his shoulders. He steps forward.
“Good. It’s my show now,” he asserts with ease.
Lena is laying back as she rests on her elbows. Her legs are spread showing her pretty pussy that’s glistening with her arousal. I climb onto the bed and push her onto her neck. My fingers trail up her supple breasts while I kiss the nape of her neck.
Calil positions himself between Lena’s legs with his hands firm on her thighs.
“Stay with us. I promise to satisfy every need,” he murmurs.
