“Does he make you feel good?” Dax whispers again.
I nod, unable to form any words. Lyka's eyes never leave mine. His grip tightens as he pins down my thighs, sucking my clit. I try to throw my head back, but Dax holds me in place.
“Has any other man licked your pussy?” Dax asks.
I shake my head. My eyes gloss over with tears as if the sensation is too much.
Lyka's tongue quickly enters my hole, making me jump. “Fuck, she tastes so damn good,” he mutters.
He returns back to my clit, licking it from side to side faster.
“You're ours. Only ours,” Dax states as he kisses my lips.
Dax pulls away and holds the back of my neck, ensuring I keep eye contact with Lyka.
I am consumed by pleasure, on the brink of an orgasm. “I’m…gonna…uhh,” I cry out.
“Cum on my brother's tongue,” Dax commands.
Lyka's tongue moves faster, his lips occasionally sucking. I push my body toward him and my eyes flutter.
“Look at him or he’ll stop,” Dax warns.
Lyka's tongue flicks a final time and I loudly cry. My body convulses as an orgasm crashes over me. My vision blurs and I grip the cushions tightly, holding on as my orgasm rips through me.
Lyka doesn't stop as his tongue continues on my sensitive, swollen clit.
“That’s it, flower. Such a good girl for us,” Dax hums in my ear.
I manage to climax again. “Fucking hell!” I scream.
Lyka eases his grip on my thighs. He brings his head up and his lips glisten with my juices.
Before I know what I am doing, I reach up and bring Lyka down to my lips, tasting myself on him. I catch my breath and fall back on the couch. I feel like I am floating on a cloud as I lay there, my body feeling weak. Dax kisses me as I ride the after-effects of my orgasm. I sink into the couch, out of breath.
“Being high does make everything more intense,” I say, my body tingling all over.
They both sit on either side of me and I see excitement in their eyes.
“Oh…we’re not finished yet,” Lyka whispers as he leans in close.
“Have you ever sucked a dick before?” Dax asks with a mischievous tone. I can’t help but let out a gulp and shake my head. My eyes flitter between them.
Lyka stands up from the couch and pulls down his underwear. His erect cock bounces up, hard and ready. He looks down at me and motions with his finger. “We better teach you then.” He smirks.
Without hesitation, I let out a deep breath and kneel on the couch. I can feel my hands tremble as I reach out to touch him. I look up at him for reassurance and he nods.
His cock feels heavy in my hand as I hold the shaft.
“Get it wet…” he instructs.
I spit on the head and my saliva drips off it. Parting my lips, I take him into my mouth, feeling his cock fill me.
Lyka groans as he raises his arms and places his hands on the back of his head. “Fuck, that’s it. Take your time, Flora…”
I tighten my lips around his cock, moving up and down. I can see Dax watching as he starts to rub my back. Lyka's breathing becomes heavy and I feel his cock twitching in my mouth.
“You’re doing so good,” Lyka moans as he thrusts into my mouth.