Page 5 of Butterfly

He gripped my arms tighter and helped me to get my feet under myself on the floor, heels clicking as they landed. He positioned me so that I stood between him and the bed, my back and ass pressed tightly against his hot, hard body. His erection pressed into my lower back, a firm promise I really hoped was for me. Mason placed a hand between my shoulder blades and applied pressure, pushing me down while keeping a firm grip on my left hip. I tilted forward, being sure to keep my knees straight, and flattened the upper half of my body onto the bed. My breasts pressed into the embroidered quilt cover; the pattern rubbing against my beaded nipples caused pleasure to flow down through my core. Eva gathered my hair and turned my head toward my left shoulder, draping my hair across the bed and forcing me to gaze into the mirror on my dresser.

From this angle, I could see myself bent over with Mason standing behind me, his hands on my upturned ass rubbing and kneading, pussy on full display, and Eva kneeling by my head, running her fingers through my hair. The only noise in the room was our breathing and the gentle buzzing of my butterfly.

I was in heaven. I was so wet from my almost orgasm that I felt it running from my pussy down my thigh as I watched us all in the mirror. It reached the strap of the butterfly and pooled,causing a wet spot. I watched Mason’s eyes as he trailed a finger from the edge of my pussy, down the wet trail, and stopped at the strap. To be able to feel his hands touching me but not able to see what he was doing in the mirror had all of my senses firing. Every nerve ending in my body was concentrated on his fingers toying with the edges of the straps, my mind only half focused on the image in the mirror.

The movements of Mason’s fingers changed from kneading and stroking to firm and purposeful. He pulled on the straps, dragging them back up my thighs, but he put his hand between the butterfly and my clit and cupped my pussy. He placed the other hand back between my shoulder blades and looked at me in the mirror.

“You are going to receive your punishment for covering your ass as you walked away. Five smacks, and you will count each one, watching me the entire time. I am going to put the vibrator hard up against you the whole time, and when I am done, I am going to fuck you. You have permission to cum once I’m inside of you.”

And with that his hand was removed and the butterfly was in full contact with my clit. My eyes closed as I felt it connect. It teased the top of my slit as it vibrated relentlessly, bringing my orgasm right to the edge again. I bit my lip, my hands clenched into fists near my lower back. No, I could hold it, I could wait. I would wait. My thighs trembled with the effort, but I pushed my orgasm back; I would not cum without permission. When I had myself under control, I opened my eyes and looked back up at Mason in the mirror.

Eva leaned down and dropped a kiss on my shoulder blade. “Good girl. Ready?”

“Yes, Miss.”

My left cheek lit up with a sparkling fire, Mason’s large hand almost covering it entirely.

“One.”

Another smack landed a little bit lower, causing heat to spread further down on the same cheek.

“Two.”

I watched as Mason rubbed his hand into my tender cheek, looking down at his own hand massaging me, then glanced back up at my face. I could feel myself sinking down into my submission; all control removed from me, and I knew that my face was glazed over with passion. He must have been satisfied with what he saw because my right cheek suddenly received two spanks in a row.

“Three,” I breathed. “Four.”

My pussy was tingling, the burn from my ass ran down to my slit and up into me. My core clenched, looking for something to pulse around, to cum around. The vibrator was drilling into me, sending fingers of pleasure into my pelvis, my whole pussy warm and wet to its very core. The last smack was delivered to my left cheek, the burn so delicious I was almost lost to it.

“Five,” I whispered through numb lips.

Mason’s left hand gripped my hip and his right guided his cock to my pussy. In one smooth stroke he seated himself all the way, his pelvis cradling my stinging ass cheeks. The feel of Mason’s hard dick stretching me open, pushing against my cervix, was so much more than I thought it would be. The sudden entry had me catching my breath on a gasp; a tear ran down my cheek and my mouth opened in a silent scream as wave after wave of pleasure exploded through me. My mind’s eye was watching my pussy clench and spasm around Mason, watching him pump into me, stretch me. Mason continued to fuck me right through my orgasm, his cock coated in my juices as he thrust in and out of me with so much force my whole body was rocking. The pounding of his body into mine was the only sound in the roomas I came back to myself. A firm hand between my clit and the butterfly stopped the vibrations from driving me insane.

“Shhh, it’s okay. Let Mason make it better. Feel him sliding in and out of you, slick with your cum,” Eva whispered to me, rubbing her hand over my cheek.

She knelt over me, leaning down and kissing the side of my mouth. I opened to her and she slipped her tongue in, more gentle this time. When she backed away, Mason pulled his hand back and let the butterfly come into contact once more. I whimpered, thinking he was leaving me alone with the vibrator, my eyes seeking his in the reflection, when he reached for my wrists resting on my lower back in their cuff. He tugged on my cuffs, using them to hold my body in place as he slid back into me. A shiver racked my entire body at the feeling of being tenderly fucked with my arms tied and restrained.

“You were a good girl and took your punishment well. I’m releasing your cuffs. Don’t forget you have permission to cum, as many times as you like.”

I felt the catch between the cuffs release, separating them from each other. He lowered my arms to my back and continued to thrust into me, making my body rock into the mattress as I adjusted to being unrestrained. I managed to get my arms flat to the bed when Mason picked up his pace, sliding in and out of me harder, holding my hips in a firm grip. My hands gripped the quilt, scrunching it between my fingers. My whole body rocked with his motions, the side of my face still pressed into the quilt. The butterfly kept pace with each of his thrusts, brushing backwards and forwards over my clit. The tendrils of pleasure from my first orgasm all started to twine together; goosebumps broke out over my body from the new burn after such an intense orgasm.

I pushed myself up enough that I could lift my upper body and turned to face Eva, who was kneeling in front of me. Igrabbed her thighs and stretched up so that I could suck on her right nipple, letting Mason’s movements pull her breast from my mouth, only to recapture it with my teeth, stretching it with each rock of our bodies. Eva moaned and slid her fingers through my hair, grabbing my head and holding me to her as her knees separated, opening her pussy to me. My pussy was vibrating all around Mason’s cock as he pounded into it, almost pushing the breath out of me with each thrust.

I made a decision right then; I wanted to cum again while they were both fucking me. I squeezed her thighs and pulled myself back from her, causing her to look down at me. I tilted my head away from her asking to be released. Her eyes lit in understanding and she released me. Smiling at her, I reached up and placed my hand just below her breasts and pushed her back slightly causing her to lean back on one hand. I trailed open-mouthed kisses from her ribcage to her belly button, stopping to suck her piercing into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the metal balls and clenched my hands around her thighs again, causing her to moan. I let out a moan of my own when Mason clenched a still tender ass cheek. The pain flashed a line of pleasure right to my overstimulated clit.

I dipped my head down further, running the tip of my tongue in a swaying path down to her clit. At the contact of my mouth on her pussy, Eva’s free hand came up to cup the back of my head. I sucked and licked her clit, rolling it around on my tongue and drawing it into my mouth with gentle sucks. Mason’s hands clenched on my hips at the sight of my face buried in his wife’s pussy, her hand holding me in place so that she could grind herself into my mouth. He slid his palms up to my waist, his grip firm and strong. His fingers brushed my ribcage and then were tracing the crease on the underside of my breasts. I could feel him leaning over me, his driving thrusts pushing my thighs into the edge of the mattress, forcing the vibrator to grind into me asit sent electric currents through me. My breathing was coming in short sharp pants, my pussy starting to tighten on Mason’s cock; I was almost there, again, just a few more seconds.

I opened my mouth wide and flattened my tongue as far down onto Eva as I could, and then drew it up in one smooth stroke. As I reached her clit, I sucked the little nub into my mouth, wrapping my lips around it. I continued to suck on it, rubbing my lips together over her, treating it like a nipple, constantly sucking and pulling. Eva was thrusting into my mouth, trying to force more of herself into me, when I felt my orgasm rush to the top and over the edge.

I let go of her clit but kept my mouth there for her; a moan passed my lips as my pussy clenched around Mason’s dick, more wetness spreading between our pounding bodies. The tightness that had been building inside of me released as the prickles of pleasure turned to a wave, coating my entire body.

Eva pulled on my hair, forcing my head back and my shoulders to arch, watching my face as I orgasmed on her husband’s dick. Mason continued to thrust into me, his rhythm fast and smooth, like he could do this all day. Fuck. I’d let him do this all day.

Instead of my orgasm melting away, the relentless buzzing of the butterfly drew my clit up tight and hard, overstimulating my core. My pussy continued to squeeze and throb around Mason as my orgasm extended deeper within me. My mouth hung open on a silent moan, my breathing locking up.

Oh God, this, I can’t, please, yes...

Mason stopped moving inside of me and just watched me in the mirror. My brain registered that he was staring into my eyes as I continued to cum almost painfully, but my body didn’t care. I was blissing out on this moment, this perfect scene. Being used for someone else’s pleasure. Being the entertainment. Mason slowly thrust into me again before reaching down and switching off the butterfly. As soon as it turned off, it was like a switch hadbeen flipped in me and my head sagged towards the bed. Eva leaned down and turned my face to hers, kissing me; her tongue slid against mine, sweeping in and stealing herself from me. It made me smile, her kiss so similar to Mason’s after I had gone down on her. Mason’s pace slowed, his hands coming to rest on my hips once more. His fingers tickled down my overstimulated thighs and caused me to jerk, but then I felt him undoing the straps of the vibrator as he gently removed it from my body. Eva pulled back from our kiss.

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