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Ripping the packet open, she tossed the trash to the side, her gaze intently focused on him. Holding the condom in one hand, she gripped the base of his cock with the other, leaning forward to press her lips against his. They kissed hungrily, his hands kneading the soft, hot flesh of her ass, digging his fingers in as their tongues twined, and he felt the wetness of the lubed condom against the tip of his dick.

She slid her hand up and down on the base of his cock, rocking against him so the tips of her clamped nipples brushed his chest, unrolling the condom over him with the other. It hugged his cock all the way down the shaft until it met her hand at the base, which she moved out of the way to complete the job.

Only then did she end the kiss, putting her hands on his shoulders so she could move forward. His cock was sticking straight up, achingly hard, as she positioned the tip at the opening of her body. Looking down at him, she held eye contact as she started to sink onto his dick, her mouth dropping open so she could take a deep breath as she impaled herself.

Drew moaned, squeezing her buttocks hard, trying to thrust up from his sitting position as her pussy slid over his dick, thewarm wet heat sending pulses of pleasure through him as she clenched and quivered. His fingers shifted, brushing against the base of the plug, making her rock forward on him as she settled on his lap, rubbing her clit against his body.

“Oh… fuck… Daddy…” Her head dropped back, thrusting her breasts forward to rub against his chest again, the clamps hard points against the softness of the rest of her.

“That’s right, sweet girl, fuck Daddy,” he encouraged.

At another time, she probably would have giggled, but right now, she was too wrapped up in the sensations coursing through her, and he was encouraging it. Leaning forward, he pressed his lips to her neck, one hand sliding up her back to keep her from being able to pull away as her breasts were squashed against his chest, her tormented nipples now caught between them. She cried out, squirming on his cock as he moved his lips over her throat up to the side of her jawline.

Shifting, she turned her head to catch his lips with hers, then started moving as they kissed, pushing herself up so she could sink back down on him. Drew groaned against her lips as she started riding him, her nipples brushing against his chest as she moved up and down, her pussy clenching around him as she shuddered with pleasure.

His fingers tapped against the base of the plug every time she sank down, teasing her senses with the toy that was inside her, giving her an extra little jolt of pleasure in her growing ecstasy. The breathy sighs and moans as she moved atop him were starting to get to him. He was going to need to do something to make her come for him a little faster.

Chapter Six

Naomi

Fuck he felt so damn good.

Thick and long, hot and hard. Naomi whimpered against his lips as she moved atop him, clinging to his shoulders as she went up and down, her insides clenching simultaneously around him and the plug. She was so incredibly, pleasurably full.

Releasing him from the kiss, she moaned, squeezing her muscles as she did so.

“Oh fuck… Daddy… your dick feels sooooo good…” Two could play at the filthy talk game. And she felt the way he surged, the way his cock flexed inside her when she called him Daddy while she was impaled on him.

“You feel so good on my dick, sweet thing, but you need to move a bit more.” His fingers found the base of the plug. Pushed. It moved her upward, allowing him to control her even though she was on top, as the toy pushed deeper inside her, making her insides ache.

She cried out, going up on her knees and putting her breasts right in his face. He grabbed onto the chain hanging betweenthem with his teeth, and Naomi squealed as he began to lean back, pulling her with him by her nipples. It hurt, making the tortured buds throb while simultaneously, her pussy went into spasms of erotic ecstasy.

Her poor senses were so confused.

Drew ended up flat on his back, the chain still between his teeth with her on top of him, hands still on his shoulders, though now she was braced against them for support. He began to tug on her plug, pulling her back down with it, which caused her nipples to stretch and pull against the chain he still had in his mouth.

Ride me,his gaze demanded mercilessly.

Ride him while he played with the plug.

Ride him while every movement reignited the burn in her nipples as the movement made her breasts bounce, making the chain pull tighter and then loosen. The poor buds were throbbing with pain, yet her body had it confused with pleasure as her pussy took control of her senses.

His hand lifted from her ass and came down hard on her sensitive skin, making her cry out, back arching, her nipples screaming with pain as they were tugged mercilessly. Then he released the chain from his mouth, and it bounced, swaying beneath her, the smaller tugs sending more pained pleasure shooting through her.

“I said ride me, sweet thing,” he rasped, his hands coming to her hips to hold on to her there, his arm muscles straining as he began to move her. It didn’t matter that he was beneath her. His hips flexed, pushing upward, his hands helping her rise and fall as if she weighed nothing at all.

He was moving her around like she was a rag doll, leaving her in a position of power, yet utterly helpless against his sensual assault.

It was the most erotic experience she’d ever had.

The first orgasm hit as he thrust up beneath her, her clit rubbing against his body, and she cried out as the pleasure rolled through her in waves. She clenched down around him, pussy trying to milk his cock, but it stayed hard and erect inside her, sending her into another paroxysm of pleasure.

In the middle of her pulsing ecstasy, he opened one of the clamps, removing it from her nipple and replacing it with his mouth so fast, she barely had time to draw breath before the switch was completed. Pain zipped through her from the throbbing bud as blood returned to its crushed form, his tongue and hot mouth both adding to the torment while simultaneously soothing the agony.

She ground down atop him, waves of ecstasy pouring through her, combating some of the harsh sensations as her nipple expanded back to its usual proportions. For some sadistically ironic reason, nipple clamps hurt even more coming off than they did going on.

The other clamp was removed, his mouth moving to that nipple, and the combination of pain and pleasure tipped her right over the edge again just as she was beginning to come down from the high of climax. Naomi cried out, clinging to Drew like he was her port in the storm of stimulation, even as he was the one causing the riot within her body. Agony and ecstasy clashed, spinning together, morphing into something far more powerful. She couldn’t describe what it felt like because she was too far gone to think clearly, lost in the chaos that was wreaking havoc on her senses.

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