Page 110 of Tell Me What You Want

“Tell me what you want.”

I’m confused and overstimulated. He kisses me, and I shudder when his hands fly over my nipples. Björn watches, and that increases my stimulation. Then I remember something Eric likes.

“I want Björn to fuck me while you offer me, kiss me, and watch. I know you’ll enjoy doing it. And once he comes, I want you to fuck me like you know I like.”

As I speak, I see Eric’s face is illuminated. His eyes sparkle. I am now totally incorporated in his game, and he knows it. Eric gives me a final lustful kiss before getting up off the bed.

“Fuck her,” he tells Björn.

“It will be my pleasure, my friend,” whispers Björn, smiling.

I can see the desire in his face, and his full penis reflects how much he wants to do this. He climbs onto the bed and gets on top of me. I feel his heavy penis rest on my belly. When he leans down, he stretches my arms and takes one of my breasts in his mouth. I keep my eyes on Eric. For several minutes, I feel Björn suction my nipples as he gropes my ass, all of it under the attentive gaze of my master. Björn squeezes my ass cheeks with his hands, and I like that. Then he goes down my legs and, without ceremony, grabs them and positions them on his shoulder until my sex is right in front of him.

With my eyes wide open, I stare at the mirrors on the ceiling. I’m naked in a room with two men, and my legs are spread apart for a stranger who is going to fuck me. And the best part is, Eric is by my side, watching. This galvanizes the experience for me, an experience I so want to enjoy. For several seconds, Björn doesn’t do anything, and then he sinks two fingers inside me.

“You’re soaked, and your cunt is driving me crazy.”

Suddenly his mouth is on me again, and Eric is beside me.

“That’s what you wanted, isn’t it?” Eric whispers.

“Yes.”

“Come on, love, open so he can really eat you up, and come so he can taste you right. Afterward, I’m going to fuck you like I’ve been wanting to do for hours.”

On other occasions, that kind of crude language would have turned me off. But now, all of a sudden, in this situation, I like it. It only feeds the fire. It flusters me.

Björn grabs me by the ass so he can take me completely in his mouth. He loves it, he relishes me, he’s so into it, and I’m so winded. I moan and swivel. His tongue waltzes all over my sex again and again and again, and then Eric grabs my hands and pulls them above my head. I can’t help but be confronted by his hard and ardent sex. Not giving me a chance to catch my breath, Björn reaches my swollen clit. It’s enormous, on high alert. I feel when he sinks his teeth into it and pulls. I scream to high heaven. I try to wrench myself off him. I want more.

I look at Eric, and I look at Eric’s penis again. He guesses my intentions, and when I gasp, he leans and puts his penis on my mouth. I want to bring him in. I suck on it, but Eric quickly yanks it away. “No, sweetness,” he says, leaning in again. “If I let you do what you want, I’m not going to be able to stop.”

My sex clenches, and then Björn lowers my legs. I see him roll on a condom.

“I’m going to fuck you, beautiful. I’m going to fuck you in front of your man, and he is going to hold you open for me so you don’t move.”

I scream. I’m suffocating.

Eric’s eyes are a constellation. He loves to see this kind of thing. He likes having me like this. Eric leans down and opens the folds of my sex with his hands. Björn pulls me up by the thighs, positions his penis at the gateway, and little by little, he begins to lift my thighs to bring me toward him. My wet vagina contracts as I feel Eric deliver me to Björn. His hands cover my mound as Björn’s penis disappears completely inside me.

Oh my God ... that is a delicious sensation!

Eric takes his hands from my sex. He reaches for my hands and holds them above my head. In that precise moment, Björn propels his hips, rooting for greater depths, and finds it. Then Eric traps my moans with his mouth. He swallows them. He savors them, and I know they drive him mad.

Björn continues his solo dance in and out of me. He fucks me like Eric asked him to, and I love it. I open my legs to him and let him penetrate me until my breathing becomes more rapid. I shatter and jerk in their hands.

Björn releases me. When Björn pulls his penis from me, I see that he and Eric change positions on the bed. Now it’s Eric between my legs and Björn above my head. As my breathing slows down, I see Eric putting on a condom. Then I see him grab some kind of water container that he empties on my sex. The fresh water makes me cry out again.

“God ... I’d fuck you again!” says Björn as he peels off his condom.

Eric smiles, and as he dries me with a little towel, he looks over at his friend. “You will,” he says.

I close my eyes. I still can’t believe what I’m doing. When I open them again, I see Eric’s face in front of mine.

“Kiss me.”

I open my mouth and kiss him as I feel his silky shaft sliding back and forth between my clitoris and my anus. He’s playing with me. He’s getting me worked up, and I’m frustrated. I’m wet and slippery, and that excites us both. He places a finger inside me; since I’m so pliant, he can put in three at once.

“Baby ... you’re so open. You like it, right?”

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