Page 89 of Mayhem
“I was right. You’re dripping wet,” Cruz stated. “Someone liked being spanked.”
“I did,” Erin replied. “I was excited to try it but didn’t know how much I’d enjoy it.”
“Then we should find out what else you enjoy,” Paetyn stated as he watched Cruz grab a few clamps.
“Turn over for me, baby,” Cruz requested. Erin kissed Paetyn’s palm before he removed his hand from her face, and she did as Cruz requested. “This is a nipple clamp,” Cruz informed.
“What’s the pressure like?” Erin asked.
“These are mild, and they are made of the same soft silicone as the paddle. We can test one, and you can tell us if you like it.”
She nodded, and Paetyn ghosted his hand along her shoulder. “Words, Angel.”
“Yes, okay,” she responded. “We can try one.”
Paetyn watched Cruz place one of the clamps on her nipple, and she felt it, pulled on it slightly, and gasped a little.
“Okay, we can use them,” she stated.
Cruz put on the other one. “If they get uncomfortable, tell us.”
She started to nod but reconsidered. “I will.”
“Good. Now, let’s see how long you can keep from cumming,” Paetyn stated.
Cruz listened to Erin’s muffled pleasure as he worked her open. They were over an hour into their play, and they’d worked her slowly to a few orgasms but hadn’t pushed her over, let her enjoy that sweet feeling of release.
They’d moved from the clamps to teasing her with feather and silk ticklers while pushing her towards orgasms to her asking to be spanked again. Currently, she was holding in Ben Wa balls as he worked her open, his tongue on her clit as she took Paetyn’s dick as far down her throat as she could.
She was dripping wet, had been since he spanked her, and it had progressively increased. Cruz knew when they finally let her cum; she was going to gush like a geyser. He was three fingers in, spreading her, getting her ready to accommodate him. The essence of her arousal leaked out of her, running down to coat his fingers, joining with the lube.
Typically, he wouldn’t have worked her open on her back, but he wanted to taste her delicious little pussy. With his free hand, he held her left leg up, Paetyn holding the other one, and Cruz had full access, free rein of her sweetness.
He circled his tongue around her clit, and he knew by the change in pitch of her moans that she was close to cumming, but he wouldn’t grant her release this time either. They’d only allow her to have it when they were both inside her. He placed a kiss on her pussy before pulling away, his goatee covered in her juices, and she released a noise of exasperation around Paetyn’s dick which had the other man moaning.
“Patience, Angel,” Paetyn said.
“You’ve been such a good girl so far. Don’t start acting like a brat now,” Cruz added.
Erin released Paetyn’s dick. “Because I’ve been such a good girl, you should let me cum.”
“We will,” Paetyn ran his thumb over her lower lip. “When we’re both deep inside you.”
“Then you should get inside me,” she countered.
Cruz could hear the impatience in her voice, and he couldn’t blame her. He was holding on by a thread himself, and to know that she wanted it as badly as he did, caused his dick to twitch.
“I think we could accommodate you on that, Maly.”
Cruz pulled his fingers from her, wiping them on the comforter since he’d have to wash it anyway, and used his other hand to remove the balls from her. Erin released a moan, and he could have sworn she’d gotten even wetter as they were pulled free. He tossed them to the side and took the condom Paetyn held out to him before rolling it on.
They rearranged her to straddle Paetyn, and he slowly slid into her pussy, both of them moaning at the pleasure. They gave her a minute to adjust, and then Paetyn pulled her down into a kiss while Cruz slicked lube onto the condom before slowly pushing in. Erin tensed briefly before relaxing. Once he was buried deep, her ass against his abdomen, he massaged one of her luscious cheeks as he ghosted the other hand down her back.
A minute passed, and Erin moved between them, lifting off Paetyn and pushing back against Cruz as if he could get any deeper before rocking her hips and taking Paetyn back in, coming off of him. A motion that she’d perfected that they all enjoyed.
They momentarily gave her control, allowing her to move between them. Become accustomed to the dual invasion as her sweet moans filtered into the air around them. She was tight around Cruz, squeezing him like a glove, and the condom he wore damn near felt nonexistent as she clenched around him, hugging his dick in a tight grip.
“Fuck,” he moaned, both of his hands now firmly grasping her ass cheeks.
