Page 3 of Butterfly

Suddenly, she stood behind me, her breasts pressed into my back and grabbed my hair, pulling until I was looking at the ceiling. A prickling pain shot through my body and a wave of pleasure washed over me.

“N.....no,” I gasped out.

“No, I didn’t. Continue to your room. Do not cover yourself and remember the number five.”

She let me go and stepped away from me. Hanging my head I continued to the bedroom, hands by my side, heels clicking on the floor boards. I went straight to the box that held all of my things, taking out my black and purple velvet buckle restraints. Wrists and ankles connected by an o-link; I lay them on the bed and then crawled to the center, turning to face the door. I knelt with my knees spread wide and sat back on my heels; my hands interlocked behind my back and dangling between my feet, waiting.

A minute later, Eva and Mason entered the room. Eva was only in her panties, her smooth pale skin drawing my eyes as I watched her hand caress her own breast while she observed me in my waiting position.

Mason came to stand directly in front of me but didn’t touch me. I glanced up at Eva as she swept my hair to my right shoulder.

“I want to watch you reach into Mason’s pants. Then I want to watch you pull his dick out and suck it. I want to see you take it all. I don’t care if it makes you gag. The whole thing,” she demanded.

Nodding, I took a deep breath and reached up, pulling the button through the hole and sliding the zipper down. I pushed his pants down his hips, taking his briefs with them. His dick jutted out pointing directly at me, thick and hard. I leaned forward, letting my breath flow over him. My mouth opened wide, I took as much of him as I could, wrapping my tongue around him as I pulled back, before repeating the action until I knew that my lips wouldn’t catch on his skin. I forced my throat to relax, flattening my tongue and slid his dick until it was at the back of my throat until my lips were wrapped around his base. The tip of his dick sat in that sweet spot, just before gagging, yet making it a little difficult to breath.

His hand threaded through my hair, holding me in place as he pulled out of my mouth and slid back in, slowly fucking my throat.

Eva knelt on the bed behind me, wrapping her hands around my front and holding my breasts. She rolled my nipples back and forth, making me moan and rock my pelvis to find relief that wasn’t there.

“Are you enjoying sucking my husband’s dick? Enjoying him fucking your throat?”

I tried to answer but could only manage a slight nod.

“Good girl. I’m going to put your wrist restraints on you now. Nod if you’re okay with that.” I nodded my head, feeling my heart rate kick up a notch, the heady excitement giving me a rush like no other.

Eva reached next to me and grabbed one of my wrist cuffs, unlinking them from the o-ring, and slid it onto my arm before pulling the strap through the buckle tightly. The velvet was coolagainst my wrist. Before I had a moment to fully absorb the sensation, she grabbed my other wrist and slid that one on too. Using the clips that dangled from the outside of the cuffs, she locked them together, pinning my arms behind my back.

“Your safe word is Red. If you want to stop, all you need to do is say Red. Nod that you understand,” she requested as she tugged down on my restraints, pulling my hands to my ass.

The position had my chest arching forward and my knees spreading further apart for balance. A burn in my thighs ignited at being pushed to maximum stretch to hold myself steady. That, combined with the pleasure of Mason’s dick gliding in out of my mouth at his own rhythm, and the control that the restraints took away, was almost my undoing. Using her other hand, Eva roughly rubbed my nipples and then slid her palm down my stomach and plunged a single finger into my wet pussy.

“Fuck, you really are enjoying this aren’t you? Being used by us with permission from your husband,” Eva questioned, awe filling her voice.

I nodded yes, trying to suck Mason’s cock harder as he continued sliding in and out. I closed my eyes as I rocked my hips and attempted to fuck Eva’s hand so that I could cum. Instead of playing with me, she took it away, making me whimper in frustration.

Eva reclined on the pillows, watching us. “Come here.” Mason released me and I turned and crawled towards her on my knees, arms behind my back.

“Take my panties off.” I furrowed my brow in confusion. How could I do that with my arms restrained? I looked to her hoping for more direction, not willing to ask in case talking without permission got me into more trouble.

She saved me. “With your teeth.”

I felt instant relief and bent forward from the waist, raking my teeth lightly along the skin in the hollow of her hip as Icaptured the waistband of her white satin panties. She sucked in a breath and I smiled to myself. I dragged her panties down her hips towards her thighs and she lifted her body to help me. As my eyes drew level with her pussy, now covered only by a thin landing strip of hair, I just couldn’t resist teasing her. I loved Husband, more than anything, but another woman’s body was like candy to me. I let go of her panties and placed a hot, open-mouthed kiss on her clit, letting my tongue quickly swirl over her before dipping down and running my tongue along her outer lips and trying to push into her. Her quick intake of breath cut off as a loud clap filled the room. Hot fire suddenly spread across my left ass cheek. Mason’s hand rubbed at the burning hand print that was sure to form.

“She said to take her panties off, not lick her pussy. Take her panties off with your teeth. Now.”

I nodded with a slight tear in my eye as I slowly worked Eva’s panties off, Mason helping with slipping them past her ankles. The commanding tone of his words both shamed me and pushed me deeper into my submissive zone. Once Eva was lying naked, she spread her legs to me.

“Since you were so eager, you can lick my pussy now. Make me cum, and I might let you cum before we leave.”

I eagerly moved between Eva’s legs and placed my mouth on her. At first I was gentle, licking in long slow movements, letting her warm up. As I felt her start to move under me, I concentrated on her clit. Flicking it with my tongue, sucking it into my mouth, grinding my tongue into it, and occasionally, very gently biting it. I wished I could put my fingers inside of her to see how wet I was making her, but with my arms restrained behind my back that was impossible. I knew that if I could slip one finger inside, she would burst apart as she came, the penetration of my fingers pushing her over the edge.

In my concentration, I didn’t feel Mason move from behind me, but when I looked up from between Eva’s thighs, I could see Mason kneeling on the bed by her head, his pants and briefs pushed down below his nicely toned ass and Eva’s lips wrapped around his dick. She was moaning and really thrusting her hips underneath me, so I opened my mouth over her clit, and pushed my tongue down flat and hard, letting her grind into me, letting her take control. I could feel how close she was; feel her throbbing in my mouth, drawing tight and so deliciously wet. She tasted sweet like peaches. I wasn’t sure one playdate would ever be enough now.

With a hard sweep of my tongue over her clit, Eva arched up, cumming in my mouth. She grabbed my hair and released Mason, holding me in place as she drew out every bit of pleasure that she could from my tongue and rode her orgasm with a moan. I could feel her pussy contracting against my lips as her voice echoed around the room.

Once she let go of my hair, I sat up, my lips covered with her wetness. Mason watched me as I sat back on my heels. Stepping towards me, he grabbed a handful of my hair at the base of my neck and used it to pull and tilt my head up, and then he kissed me. Tasting his wife on my tongue. The kiss was bruising and strong. His tongue swept into my mouth, collecting every piece of Eva from me. My thighs trembled from the force in his kiss, wanting to feel that power pushing into me.

I heard the box with my toys in it open and close. Then Eva was strapping something to my thighs. I felt smooth plastic on my clit and realized that she had found my purple butterfly vibrator. She adjusted the straps on my thighs to hold it in place so that the vibrator was barely touching me, and then she switched it on. Mason let go of my hair and stepped out of the room. Oh god, it was so good. But not enough. It wasn’t touching me properly, vibrating just out of reach. I tried to wiggle myhips forward to make contact, but stopped instantly when I got a spank on the same ass cheek as before.

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