Page 36 of Mama Si's Paradise

It took focus to remind myself tonot moveagainst the seat I was in. I was burning. My God, I was on fire.

And they kept going for a long time, the black guy kissing Hannah furiously, while the blond made out with her pussy with the same damn intensity.

Brandon never did that. He used to say the taste of me made his tongue dry, and I couldn’t get it out of my head since we first started having sex. That’s why I never let him go down on me lately—I was always thinking about how he didn’t like it, how he would hate having a dry tongue afterward, and it just took the fun right out of it.

But that guy seemed to love the taste of her.

A little while later, they straightened up again, running their hands up and down Hannah’s body as she lay there, breathing heavily, eyes half open, a smile on her now bare lips.

The look on the men’s faces, though. Fuck, they looked sofulfilled.They looked like they had the whole world in their hands as they pleased Hannah, like this was the mission of their lives. And then they said something, and Hannah saidsomething back, and I was so dying to hear it that I almost grabbed the remote and turned the volume up myself.

Luckily, I just kept my eyes on the guys, on the blond as he pushed his pants down, revealing his hard cock to me in its full glory.

I gasped out loud, covering my mouth with both hands.

He was big, thick, the tip of his cock slightly curved, and when he grabbed it in his fist and started to jerk himself off slowly, my ears fucking steamed. I had never in my whole entire life seen anything sexier than him.

Until the black guy took his pants off, too, and he started to fist his own cock—slightly longer, slightly thinner, just as fucking impressive as the rest of his perfect body.

Hannah was on the table for them, wide open, and the blond moved first. He brought the tip of his cock to her pussy slowly, then played with her until she was moving her hips up and down uncontrollably. The other leaned over, basically pressing his cock to her face, grabbed her hips tightly and held her in place so that his friend could continue to play with her.

By the time he thrust himself deep inside Hannah, and the black guy let go of her hips and leaned up again, she had her tongue pressed to the length of him, licking furiously.

I stood up, desperate to see more, desperate to seeeverything. My knees were shaking, and I was so fucking wet my panties were sticking to me uncomfortably, but I basically pressed my nose to the window and I continued to watch, trying not to come at the sight of it.

But then the black guy gripped her chin in his hand and forced Hannah’s mouth wide open. When he did, his friend buried inside her all the way and stayed there, keeping her motionless, his eyes squeezed shut and his teeth gritted as he fought the pleasure that must have been consuming him so much more than it was consuming me. The black guy pulledHannah closer and closer, until the back of her head slippedoff the edge of the table and grabbed his cock with his other hand. He brought it to Hannah’s lips and traced them with the tip, before he slowly thrust himself in her mouth.

I could swear I saw him filling her up, saw his cock moving inside her throat, and I was going to take that image to my fucking grave.

He stayed there until she gagged, her entire body convulsing.

Both men then moved back at the same time. They locked eyes for one second, smiled at each other sneakily, and then they began to fuck Hannah again from both sides.

They went slowly at first, each thrust precise, complete. But soon they began to lose themselves to the pleasure and their hands were all over Hannah’s body as she lay there spread wide open. Their thrusts became faster, more desperate, the looks on their faces almost painful.

They were going to come at the same time, I just knew it. One in her pussy, the other in her mouth—they were both going to come at the same time, and I?—

“Fall Doll.”

The world stopped existing around me for a second, and I turned to the side, remembering that I was not alone. RememberingwhereI was and what the hell I was doing—watching strangers have a threesome through a hidden window in their room.

Mama Si smiled as she held the door open and said, “I think we’ve seen enough.”

It took all of my willpower not to turn and look at Hannah and those men again. I’d wanted to see them come so badly, but now that I was aware of myself again, I knew exactly how fucking wrong that was. So I kept my head down and walked out the door, feeling more turned on and ashamed of myself than I’d ever been before.

Ten

A day passedand I didn’t leave.

Two days, and I was still here.

By day four I was able to look Hannah straight in the face again without getting butterflies in my stomach and without being turned on immediately as if someone had pressed a button on me.

The faces of those two men had become part of my dreams since that night I saw them. A billion thoughts ran through my head at any given moment now—it’s wrong, it’s right, it’s okay if it’s consensual, it’s no big deal, people can make their own choices, they’re all adults here, nobody’s getting hurt—on the contrary, people are having a great time—and many, many more things. My brain wouldn’t shut up about it as I tried to come to terms with what I’d seen that night Mama Si took me to her spy rooms. I couldn’t figure out what the hell to do, or what Iwantedto do—whether to run away screaming, just like Hannah said that night of the party, or sit tight and swallow this because I knew exactly what it meant to live in the Paradise now, to be treated like royalty, and to make the money I was making while a team of people served me?—

Actually,no. That’s a lie.

I knew very well what I wanted.

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