Page 10 of A Night of Indulgence and Sloth
Then I feel it. One man stands on either side of me, grazing their teeth along my neck while gently flicking the clamps on my nipples, and I shatter.
My pussy clenches, empty and needing to be filled as I realize this isn’t enough. I want them, need them to finally claim the part of me I’ve not allowed anyone else to have since the farm.
“Fuck me,” I pant, my tone desperate. “Please, I—”
“As you wish, Petal.”
Liliana
They’ve freed my arms and legs but haven’t removed the clamps from my aching nipples. My legs wobble in the aftermath of my orgasm, and my clit throbs, little jolts of electricity flying through me as I’m led to the bed.
“On your knees. Yes, just like that.” Wes’s praise slips over me like a balm, and I eagerly follow his instructions as the bed dips around me.
Hands roam my body, and I can’t tell where Fitz or Wes are until someone’s bare flesh presses against my back and there’s an unmistakable hardness between my thighs.
“Oh God,” I pant, unsure if he’ll fit inside of me but so desperate to try. Then, before I can worry too much, someone kisses me, and I forget about my fears.
“This is going to be cold,” Fitz says from behind me, and my brows draw together in confusion. What the hell is he talking about?
Then I feel it. Something cold and wet slides down the crack of my ass. No one has been there before, and if I had anyreservations about how he’d fit inside my pussy, he definitely won’t fitthere.
As if sensing my worry, Wes soothes me while Fitz spreads the liquid around my puckered hole.
“It’s only a small plug, Petal. For beginners. You’re not ready for our cocks there yet.” He places small kisses across my cheeks, my forehead, and my nose before settling on my mouth again. But I can’t focus on his kiss while Fitz’s fingers toy with my ass.
Wes flicks one clamp, then the other, until I cry out. At the same time, Fitz pushes the plug past the ring of muscles until it’s fully seated inside me. I don’t move as my body struggles to accommodate the foreign object. It’s not an uncomfortable sensation, only a new one. And with everything else I’m feeling right now, I know it won’t be long before I’m thrown headfirst into another orgasm.
“Good girl. You’re perfect. Are you ready for my cock, Blossom?” Fitz asks as Wes pushes two fingers inside my already-soaked pussy.
I open my mouth but no sound comes out, so I nod vigorously while Wes says, “Oh, she’s more than ready.” He removes his fingers, rubbing them against my clit while Fitz lines up with my entrance from behind. I grip Wes’s shoulders to steady myself as Fitz teases me with his cock, circling my entrance until he finally pushes in barely an inch and stops.
“Fucking hell. The way this tight little cunt strangles my cock,” Fitz groans.
I push my hips back, trying to take more of him, but he only laughs and thwarts my attempt. With Wes still stroking my clit, I’m close, so fucking close, but something’s missing. I know exactly what it is, but they seem reluctant to give it to me.
“Come for us, pretty girl,” Fitz commands as he plunges to the hilt inside of me, and the added plug inside my ass has me feeling fuller than I’ve ever experienced. My inner walls contract,pulsing around his hardness while I teeter on the precipice of release.
Wes suddenly removes the nipple clamps and I enter sensation overload as blood rushes to the tender peaks and Fitz thrusts long and deep. I tumble, somersaulting through a seemingly endless orgasm as Wes licks and sucks on my nipples while Fitz fucks me from behind.
When I think I’m finally coming down from my high, Fitz shifts the plug in my ass, pressing against it to make shallow pumps, and I’m once again thrown into euphoria.
He groans behind me, shuddering as he comes, joining me in internal serenity. But I’m not offered any peace yet. Fitz pulls out, trading places with Wes, then kisses me deeply. I sink into him, unable to hold myself up any longer.
Wes gently removes the plug and then pushes his cock through my slickness, coating it with our combined releases.
“You look so good with my cum dripping from that perfect pussy,” Fitz says after ending the kiss. Wes holds me up while Fitz shifts on the bed until his face nestles between my legs.
“Move forward, Petal. You’re going to ride his face while I take you.” My insides contract at his dirty words, but I follow the orders willingly. I should be exhausted and in pain, but all I want is more. I want to claim every piece of them, just as surely as they’ve claimed every piece of me.
Wes pulls away, pressing a finger inside me before pulling it out and bringing it to my mouth.
“Taste what you do to us.” I open my lips without question, swirling my tongue around the salty taste of our mixed pleasure. He tries to remove his finger but I stop him by sucking gently, and he growls behind me.
“Brace yourself on the bed. That’s perfect, just like that,” Fitz commands, his mouth inches from my core. Every order theymake of me, I follow without question. Dick-whipped. I think that’s the word for it.
Is it even possible for me to come again? Surely there’s a limit, there has to be. Yet I’m not ready to stop. I’m more than willing to test my limits with these two.
“Feel just how much we want you.” Wes presses his tip to my opening, and holy shit. His cock feels thicker than Fitz’, like he might actually split me in two. Part of my brain screams that it would be a good way to die, speared by these two men into oblivion. But the other part knows I’m not ready. Not when I’ve only now realized just how good this can be.
