Page 17 of Yule Tied Up

“It’s so swollen, Kenzie.” Tino lies on the floor, camera in hand, and starts snapping. “Your pretty clit is sticking out so good.” He smiles. “The zoom on this thing is awesome. Your pussy is my favorite thing to film.”

Oh, God. I throw an arm over my eyes. These men will be the death of me.

“Sorry, my friend, but I need to be inside this pussy,” Dom says to Tino. “You’ll have to film her clit in closeup again later.”

Dom positions to hold himself over me and moves my arm from my face. “Eyes on me, Duchess,” he orders.

I stare at him as he fists his cock to position himself, and then pushes inside me. He takes me by surprise when he leans down and gives me a gentle, loving kiss. Our tongues tangle as we fuck slowly. I’m so wet, conscious of the noises it makes, but it only seems to turn Dom on more.

His hand knots in my hair as he thrusts inside me. “Fuck, baby, you’re so wet. Does it turn you on that I’m fucking you through Tino’s cum?”

I can’t speak; I can only nod against him. I’m conscious of every inch of him sliding in and out of me, and the pleasure is intense. It doesn’t take long for another orgasm to build, and, as it does, our movements increase to match it.

My eyes slip shut, but Dom’s hand around my throat sends them pinging open again.

“I said, eyes on me,” he growls.

I draw a sharp breath and nod. We fuck, staring into each other’s eyes. I’m not sure I can cope, it’s all so intense. Our bodies slam together, and I know I’m going to break. Little cries of ‘oh, oh, oh’ escape me, and my pussy clamps around him. I throw my head back, and Dom tenses, a shudder wracking through his body. I drift from this plane for a few seconds, pleasure taking me somewhere else entirely.

He fills me up, too, his hips jerking and his cock pulsing. His offering adds to Tino’s inside me. I float back down to Earth and smile as he peppers kisses over my face.

I still have Kirill to take a turn. He’s stripped off entirely, unlike the other two.

The minute Dom slips out of me, Kirill takes his place and lines himself up with my entrance.

I’m curious why he hasn’t taken the time to look at me all swollen and filled with their cum. It’s kind of his thing, but he’s practically shaking with need. He thrusts straight into me. He fucks me a few times like that, and then pulls out, flips me over, and hauls me up so I’m on my knees and elbows.

He spanks my ass twice and groans, sliding back in. Reaching under me with one hand, he grabs the vibe from where it is resting on top of the towel and puts it back on my clit, moving it around and driving me out of my mind with lust.

The room is filled with the sound and scent of us having sex. Knowing the other two men are watching fills me with a deep excitement. I love having them watch.

The thought has me pulsing as my third—no, fourth—orgasm of the day starts to build, and Kirill presses the vibe against me harder.

“It feels so good when you spasm around me like that,Kukla.”

“Oh, fuck, Kirill, I’m going to come again. I don’t think I can handle it.” I genuinely think I might have a brain aneurism or something.

“Do it, baby,” Dom says. “Come for us, let us see.”

I almost sob as it hits me. My thighs are shaking, and my core convulses around Kirill, milking him. He swears and finds his own release, slamming into me. He holds himself deep, filling me full of cum. I’m going to be dripping when I stand up.

Panting, we finally come to a halt, and Kirill kisses the spot at the top of my spine, my skin damp with sweat.

He turns me over, and I let out a little whimper at the thought of having to stand up and get myself to the bathroom to clean up.

I begin to push up to standing, but Kirill gently presses me down until I’m lying on the towel on my back again. He parts my legs and stares at me. “Jesus,Kukla, so much cum. It’s seeping out of you even with you on your back like this.”

“Look at that, hot damn,” Tino says. “Can I take a picture of you stuffed full of us, baby?”

I laugh at that because it’s not as if I’m going to say no when he’s taken a picture of me with a strawberry half out of my pussy.

“Jesus, okay, but then I need a shower.”

He grabs his camera, and Kirill settles down beside me, just holding me, kissing me. I look over his shoulder at Dom, smile …then scream.

CHAPTER 8

Dom

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