Page 106 of Pervade London
I looked straight ahead and swallowed my fear. I raised my bum in the air to invite another round of punishment.
Several more strikes from the leather had me quivering on all fours, the pressure from where Xavier clutched my wrists becoming almost unbearable as he pressed my hands into the mattress.
I felt firm lips trace over the blemishes before trailing between the crack of my cheeks. The tip of a tongue circled the rosebud, then pushed through and probed the soft tissue.
My face burned with embarrassment, and yet I wailed, “Oh, please.”
“Go get the lube,” barked James.
Xavier climbed off the bed and hurried out.
“Soon,” James soothed, as his hand brushed over my cheeks.
Within a minute, Xavier was back, and he threw the bottle of lube on the side table. The fantasy of seeing them using it on each other burned up my imagination, arousing me even more and becoming an overpowering need.
When the two men climbed on the bed at the same time and presented their cocks, I knelt before them, my butt rising in the air, still feeling the heat from the sensational burn of the leather.
I dipped my head low to take one cock and then the other into my mouth, hungrily sucking and gripping each erection at the base. Lavishing attention on each one, my tongue rimmed Xavier’s purple head and then lapped at James’, giving them both equal pleasure and delighting in their moans.
Peering up I saw the erotic scene reflected above…
James reached around and grabbed a scruff of Xavier’s hair at the nape of his neck, clutching him violently. “Happy now, Xavier?”
“God, yes.” Xavier’s cock twitched in my mouth.
This was what he needed.
What he wanted.
What he longed for…James holding him in a leisurely passionate kiss, groin to groin, their hands cupping each other’s faces as they greedily ravished each other’s mouths.
And me spurring them on by drawing their purple tips into my mouth, squeezing them together as my lips stretched wide to accommodate them, erotically teasing them with my flicking tongue.
I shifted lower to suckle their tight balls, my fists wrapped tightly around each man’s base and stroking them briskly.
It felt like I’d always been destined to belong to them.
The thought sent ripples of happiness through me.
Xavier pulled me up and turned me around, clutching my back to his chest. He hugged me so tight I couldn’t escape. Not that I wanted to.
He lowered his hands and yanked my thighs open.
With one long thrust he buried himself deep inside my pussy, his fullness stretching me uncomfortably. The sensation quickly morphed into a delicious throbbing. I was imprisoned in his arms, impaled on him, my thighs spread open and my soaking wet sex exposed.
James leaned down between my thighs. “How does your pussy feel?”
I let out a long groan.
“Say it,” he demanded.
My muscles clamped around Xavier’s length and tightened around him. “It feels amazing.”
“Good girl,” said James, tapping my clit with a fingertip. “And?”
I begged him with my eyes.
“You’re asking me to go down on you while Xavier’s inside you?”
