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I arch my back when one of them licks my pussy, thrusting his tongue deep inside as the other presses his enormous erect cock to my lips. I turn my head and open up, taking his entire length into my mouth. I don’t even hear a pant or a groan. They truly mean to make me guess who is who.
I can’t.
Their cocks are similar from the short time I’ve had the pleasure of them. I can’t tell them apart.
Trembling with anticipation, my heart thumps wildly in my chest. My skin feels as if it is on fire, as if every nerve ending is on high alert.
He withdraws his cock, and a sudden puff of air causes goosebumps to ripple across my breasts, peaking my nipples. I gasp, my breathing becoming shallow and erratic. Two strong hands gently caress my breasts, followed by a hot and passionate kiss that travels down my body.
The sensations are almost too much to bear. I shiver as my body is slowly but expertly explored. I feel alive and electrified, and I moan under the onslaught of pleasure as his tongue flicks my clit before sucking it into his mouth.
A finger traces the outline of my throat, and my breath hitches as his lips touch mine in a delicate kiss that leaves me still wondering who it is.
The hands travel further down my body, kneading my breasts and teasing the hard buds of my nipples. He releases my pussy from his fervent tongue and licks his way up my body to the valley between my breasts. I arch my back inviting them to nip me, suck me, and kiss me.
They shift around, still without uttering a word. Again, I feel warm breath against my inner thighs. I tense as the wet tip of a tongue traces its way around my clit, fingers entering me and thrusting deeply, twisting, making me writhe with lust. The sensations are intense, and I move against them, wanting more, wanting everything.
The hands trailing over my skin are gentle yet demanding, caressing my body in all the right places. I lose myself in the sensations, my breathing becoming more ragged as the pleasure builds up within me.
I cry out as the tongue is replaced by the tip of a cock at my entrance. I’m ready to climax all over whomever it belongs to.
They are like a symphony of pleasure. One sliding his cock inside me, while the other thrusts his into my mouth. The not knowing who is fucking me where creates a crescendo of awareness that threatens to overwhelm me. I’m spiraling out of control, lost in a blissful paradise of pleasure. I moan and writhe against them, yearning for more.
Thrusting deep in my pussy, I feel the pleasure building, and it topples over quickly and with an intensity that has me screaming around the cock in my mouth. Shockwaves of pleasure rip through my body. Their rhythm is matched as one fucks my pussy and the other my mouth. I need to know who is where. It’s driving me crazy.
I cry out, my body shaking with the force of my orgasm. They move faster and deeper. Heavy panting, followed by a soft grunt, announces the climax of the pussy-fucker. He floods my body with his desire, and I mewl like a kitten needing more. He withdraws, and the mouth-fucker moves into position, eager to rail me as hard as he can while the other kisses me deeply.
“Archer,” I breathe, knowing his kiss anywhere.
“That’s right, baby girl. Now hush and let Owen fuck you hard until you come all over his cock, pulsating and clenching around him, forcing him to unload into you.”
“Ah!”
Thrusting harder, deeper, Owen brings me to a climax quickly and thoroughly.
“That’s it, Bailey. Take his load deep inside your pussy like a good girl. Fuck, you are so hot when you're being fucked by him. Your pussy looks so good with his dick inside you. Let him come inside you, baby girl.”
“Yes,” I moan.
Owen thrusts one last time and then grunts, shooting his cum inside me as Archer whispers, “Perfect, baby girl. Mm, perfect. Your pussy is so full of cum now. You’re so beautiful, all filled with spunk.”
Owen withdraws as I pant fiercely, needing more. I need more.
Fingers delve between my folds, scooping out cum to smear over my pussy and then over my nipples.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous, Bailey, covered in our cum. Taste it.”
Owen pushes his fingers between my lips, and I lap up the mingled cum, quenching my thirst with the heavenly wetness.
ChapterForty-Two
Bailey
“I’m goingto untie you, and Owen will help you up,” Archer says quietly, calmly, soothing the raging going on inside. I’m still trembling from the experience, and I know that as soon as Archer removes the blindfold, I’m going to be disorientated and a bit dizzy.
He releases my wrists first and then my ankles, removing the blindfold last. I blink, staying where I am until Owen’s strong hands slide under my back into the middle, and he pulls me to a sitting position.
“Steady,” he whispers. “Take a minute. Have a sip.” He hands me a bottle of water, which I gulp down a few swallows and then wish I’d paid heed to his advice.
