They tip me back slightly. It lessens the depth of Tynan’s drives, but not their force or their speed. If anything, that increases.
A pinnacle of pleasure builds inside me, and I contain my sounds, not wanting any outburst to either make Tynan stop or bring more punishment, even though the pinching and spanking also heightens my pleasure.
Tynan pulls out. “Feed her cunt the monster-sized cock. Split her in two.”
Zogar growls, and I can tell it’s part desire and part annoyance at Tynan’s choice of words.
I sense the men moving around me. Whatever has been pinching my nipples releases, and the sting’s absence sends a bolt straight to my button. For the first time since this began, no one is touching me, but they’re all close. The air shifts, swirling their scents together into the most deliciously arousing fragrance ever concocted.
The next thing to touch me is the head of Zogar’s cock. It strokes through my opened wet folds, and I suck in ragged breaths as my body opens for him. But instead of penetrating, he continues to rub and slide his cock through my slickness, still burning from the friction of Saxon and Tynan’s rapid thrusts.
Tynan and Saxon gently caress me as Zogar’s teasing continues, and my mind starts to float away. I have no way of knowing when Zogar plans to push his thickness inside me, so I yield to the pleasure, let myself be carried away on clouds of affection and comfort and joy.
Ripples of need alternate with absolute fulfillment, until I have no idea where I am, or how much time has passed. I’m floatingin liquid pleasure, drifting through air, sinking into the softest bedding designed to delight my senses.
I’ve completely forgotten what’s coming, when Zogar’s thickness breaches my entrance.
A deep moan I don’t recognize as my own fills the air, and the sound is swallowed by Saxon’s kiss. Multiple hands continue to stroke me as Zogar carefully works his way inside, taking me more gently than my other two husbands did.
I have three husbands.
My joy and wonder build along with my pleasure, as Zogar’s thickness continues to stretch me, to fill me. Every moment I reach a new limit, only to discover a new limit the next.
Saxon’s lips are replaced by Tynan’s, but I can barely keep anything straight, and don’t even try to differentiate between all the fingers stroking me, teasing me and heightening my elation.
Once he’s fully inside, Zogar begins to thrust in earnest, and I lose the ability to think about anything. I lose the ability to even kiss whoever’s lips are taking mine now. My peak is cresting, and I’m just about to explode when Zogar abruptly pulls out, leaving me heaving and shaking, yet desperate for more.
My blindfold comes off, and I’m treated to the sight of these handsome and vital men, all fully erect for me. Men whom I love, men who could not be more enticing, their imposing figures, their statuesque muscles and gorgeous faces all highlighted by the flashing lights of the recreated club.
The entire contraption transforms and shifts. Within seconds, I’m leaning sharply forward, almost parallel to the reflective floor. Padded, fur-covered supports have appeared against mybelly, shoulders and forehead to hold me, and my breasts dangle down.
The brush of air kissing my back tells me that the board behind me is gone. My knees are still bent up close to the sides of my chest, and both my bottom and sex remain utterly vulnerable to whatever my husbands plan next.
I don’t have to wonder for long.
Saxon’s cock spears into me from behind. My lips part on a hard exhale, and I watch my breast bounce in the reflection below me. Tynan, standing near my head, strokes my back.
“Stuff our wife’s mouth.” Zogar’s voice booms.
The height and angle of the structure adjust slightly, and Tynan’s cock rubs against my parted lips. I’m getting better at using my mouth for sex, but I’m still learning, and fear shivers through me at how little control I’ll have in this current position.
I won’t even be able to say turret if I need to. Tynan’s cock presses slowly into my mouth, and I use my lips and tongue to stroke him as he guides himself deeper.
“That’s a good girl,” Tynan says. “I’m so fucking proud of how well you swallow me. And how you’re taking the force of that thick cock.”
Still turned on by his praise, after all this time, I suck hard on the tip of his rod.
“Oh, Rose. If you do that again, I’ll explode in your mouth.”
That sounds good to me, so I suck harder, taking him deeper as Saxon continues to drive hard from behind.
Tynan groans. “Can all three of us fuck her together?” His voice is strained.
Saxon pauses inside me. “Would you like that ma chérie? Would you like to take all three of your husbands’ cocks at the same time? Would you like to try?”
Bobbing my head as much as I can, with a padded strap on my head and a rod in my mouth, I gurgle a response.
“We all took a vow to make you happy.” Zogar’s large hands stroke my back. “If this is what you want, we will try.”
