Page 55 of Capture
He then flipped me over onto my stomach, and I squealed at the ferociousness of his strength and quickness. His hands gripped the band on my jeans, then gave them a massive tug, pulling them aggressively down, snapping the dome of them off the fabric.
Teeth sank into my flesh, sucking and biting, tightrope walking the line between pleasure and pain, and it felt wonderful. A finger wormed into my tight hole and wiggled about, before peeling my jeans off completely, and I heard the distinctive sound of them being dropped to the floor.
Then he paused for a few seconds as I sensed we weren’t alone. I looked behind me to find Ronan had slipped into the room, eyes with desire, and I reached out to him. He glanced at Mikael as if seeking his approval, and as soon as Mikael nodded, Ronan was standing over me. I tugged at his pants, and he unfastened the button. I grasped his erect cock, rubbing it a few times, before sliding it into my mouth.
The mattress sank under the weight of Mikael coming behind me, claiming my rear end, fingers pressed into my butt, and mouth biting. The sound of brushing fabric followed before he filled me up from behind into my hungry, wet pussy. Then began pummeling me, short, sharp strokes.
It took us several moments to find our pace. Short, quick movements over Ronan’s cock, in synch with Mikeal moving inside me. Ronan’s hand placed gently on my head, then movedto the back of my neck, where he took a bunch of my hair in his hand to use as a rein to guide my movements.
This was the first time I’d been desired by two men at once, and it was both scary and tantalizing. The emotions traveling up and down my body, all with the eroticism that had claimed me, were overwhelming, and I was close to breaking the cord between us. But my stubbornness kept going to see how it felt when I hit heights and climaxed. I trusted Ronan more than Mikael, whom I couldn’t see and could only feel.
Mikael then pulled out and seemed to signal to Ronan to do the same, as a gush of air flooded down my throat from being free from his cock filling me up.
“Are you hungry?” Mikael asked Ronan.
There was another silent exchange between them before Mikael ordered me to roll over onto my back and take my bra off.
“What are you going to do?” I asked, frightened that they were conducting something that might hurt me.
“You’ll see,” was all he said as I precariously took my bra off and lay on my back, naked and vulnerable.
He then took a handful of French fries and sprinkled them across my body, then seized what was left of the cheeseburger and tore each piece, also dropping each piece along my body. He then tipped the last of the fries off the plate onto me, so I was covered in food.
They stood back to admire their masterpiece lying there like a kitchen table, before Mikael turned to Ronan and said, “Dig in. No hands.”
I gulped air as immense desire and anticipation trembled across my body. Together they climbed into the bed, on their hands and knees, and began eating off me like grazing bulls with erect cocks on display, glistening wet from my juice.
My skin prickled and riveted in luscious desire as tongues licked along my skin before claiming a mouthful of food. Mynipples were protruding and throbbing as I was writhing from a rising orgasm just before they pulled out of me.
Ronan’s mouth engulfed a piece of burger patty and sucked on my breast as he devoured the meat, while Mikael was licking up fries like a vacuum cleaner. Mikael took some fries in his mouth, then changed his position, so his head was between my legs, and spread my legs as he inserted fries inside me with his tongue.
My back arched, toes curled, thighs rippling in desire as I began to climax again. Warm tongue smashing fries inside my wet pussy while a warm tongue ate burger off my breasts.
“Oh my god,” I cried out, wrangling with the enormity of the impending orgasm encompassing my entire body. “I’m gonna cum.”
Mikael kept eating me downstairs as Ronan started rubbing his cock. When I reached out to help him, he brushed my hand away. “Let us pleasure you,” he demanded.
Mikael’s tongue pushed fries further into my pussy, then slipped his tongue further in to eat them, before running his tongue over my throbbing, sensitive clit.
I lurched as the climax rippled through my body and screamed as Ronan’s cream spat from his cock all over the remaining food on my body. Mikael kept eating me until I was done, panting and depleted.
But he wasn’t done with me. He hadn’t come yet, so he pushed himself inside me and proceeded to serve me short, quick strokes, smacking his balls against my skin, while munching on fries.
Then he suddenly pulled out and, like Ronan, he emptied his cum all over the food on my body.
Under their penetrable gazes, I took a piece of burger bun covered in their cream and slowly bit into it, chewed, then swallowed. I took a leaf of lettuce between my fingers and as Igazed up at these two beautiful men, I shoved the leaf, sodden with their cum, into my mouth. Chewed, then swallowed.
A gorgeous smirk stretched across Mikael’s face. “Good girl,” he said proudly. “Maybe you will be a good fit for our business.”
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After Ronan left to get back down on the floor, since Betty had vanished, I was about to leave Annika, but decided to stay. An internal battle to be the man I used to be, who hired high-class whores, then bolted out the door, satisfied, harboring no obligation to be nice or book them in again.
The pre-prison Mikael walked to the door to leave her there on the bed covered in food, because that’s her problem. But the post-prison Mikael stopped and turned back.
“I have work to do,” I impatiently said as she sat up, picking bits of food off her, as she put a fry in her mouth, most of it sticking out like a cigarette, and her plump lips pursed. Shelooked fucking hot. Even after fucking her, messing her up, she still looked fucking hot.
She shrugged indifferently. “Okay. I’m not keeping you here.”
