It’s not dramatic. Not performative. Not forced. It’s a man who’s finding himself being vulnerable.
“I’m in love with both of you.”
The words feel like 9.81 m/s2. The gravity of them grounding me in happiness.
“I want forever,” he says. “Not temporary. Not experimental. Forever.”
Zaria’s eyes shine instantly. My throat tightens as my body whispers its own quiet truth beneath it all. What if forever is impossible with me? My thoughts are twisting and folding in every possible direction.
Once the chef clears everything quietly and leaves, the villa falls into candlelit silence. The intimacy that follows is slow. The mood is prime for eroticism surrounded by love. Their hands are on my body dancing to a sensual rhythm meant to please me. They undress me like I am something sacred.
I lower to the couch and watch as they lower to their knees. My thighs pushed open as my chest rises and falls with anticipation. Zaria is kissing up one thigh and Calil the other. Just the thought of what’s to come causes my essence to pool between my puffy lower lips.
“Taste me,” I beg as my body squirms beneath their tasting and teasing.
Where I expected a response, I’m met with only action. One tongue lavishing my pearl. One lapping at the entrance to my wettest desires.
“Ooo please don’t stop,” I whined as my hips rotated to the rhythm of their oral strokes.
My body responds with eager anticipation for a release. Even measuring my breath carefully, I’m aware of the subtle ache in my bones. I refuse to let that stop me from an out-of-body orgasm. I’m already floating as my surrender to pleasure draws near.
“You can give us your release or we can take it from you Princess. You choose.”
I look down with defiance in my eyes. “Take it.”
And they do. They’re relentless in the pursuit of my undoing. I feel them everywhere. From my clit to my asshole. When I can’t hold out any longer—I gush—all over them until their mouths are covered in my cream.
When my breathing finds a sense of normalcy, I remember that I brought something for Zaria. She knows what it is the moment I reveal it.
Her eyes flash with mischief as she leans forward and gives me the perfect arch. The dangerous low dip in her lower back is accompanied by her perfectly round ass hiked in the air.
“I can’t wait to feel you stroke into me,” she hisses as she slides her own finger in her ass.
I fill Zaria completely and still. I turn on the vibrating dildo as I been to stroke her nice and nasty. I roll my hips into her and roll them back. she’s taking me like a good girl but that’s nothing new.
“Nasty little slut. Take this dick baby,” I praise as I smack her ass and watching it wobble.
“Don’t stop fucking me Baby,” she cries out.
Calil watches with rapt attention before positioning himself in front of Zaria. She wraps her lips around his manhood. She sucks him with a fervor so sloppy and eager that Calil's head falls back.
"Slow and deep, Z Baby,” he groans, his voice thick with desire.
She slurps and gags while fucking me back. I know saliva is running out the sides of her mouth. I’m trying to stave off my second orgasm, but my body and mind are stimulated beyond what I thought imaginable.
Calil looks down at Zaria lovingly. “I want you to take me. and I want to surrender all of me to you."
"Are you sure, my love?" Zaria asks, her voice a sultry purr. "Once I start, I won't stop until you're completely mine."
"Yes, I'm sure, Zaria," Calil replies, his eyes never leaving hers. "I want you to take me, completely. I want to feel every inch of you inside me."
I ease slowly out of Zaria as she instructs him to lie on his back— spreading his muscular thighs wide. Leaning down to let her tongue circling his entrance. I watched her rim him with an intensity so wet and filthy it made my clit thump.
"You like that, Daddy?” I asked. My voice took on a tone so low and dirty that it surprised me. "You like your Z baby playing with that tight little hole."
I watch as she works him. My own body aching with need. I take Calil's manhood into my mouth, my tongue swirling around his length seeking to draw out his moans.
“Princess your mouth feels so good," he gasps with his fingers tangling in my hair.
