Page 19 of Bound by Love
Boa stands naked before me, his enormously large cock proudly announcing its need for my body.
“You will be taking him,” Sir informs me.
“Yes, Master.”
I know the challenge Boa’s cock presents, but I am eager to give in to its girth and length.
Master Anderson surprises me when he takes off his cowboy hat and tosses it to the side before unbuttoning his jeans. His shaft, which is equally impressive in its massive size, escapes the confines of his jeans and points straight at me as if seeking me out.
“You will be taking both of us, darlin’.”
Luckily, Sir is still supporting me when my knees buckle. Both men at once? This is DP on an impossible level.
I watch, speechless, as Master Anderson finishes undressing and holds out his hand to me.
No safeword.
Sir gently pushes me forward. I step toward Master Anderson, my heart beating out of my chest.
My stomach does a flip when he takes my hand and squeezes it.
There’s no turning back for me.
Boa lies down on an ivory tantra chair set in the middle of the room and begins stroking his cock as he stares lustfully at my body.
I glance over at Rytsar, who is now fully dressed again. The look on his face is like that of a hungry animal. He is eager to watch this impossible coupling.
I swallow hard as Master Anderson guides me over to Boa and helps position me.
“Take all of him, téa,” Sir commands.
This I can do. I press my pussy against the head of Boa’s huge cock and moan in pleasure as it breaches my opening, stretching me wide. Because of his length and girth, it requires a period of concentrated effort to take his entire shaft. I let out little cries of discomfort as I force my body to take all of him. By the time my pussy is pressing against his balls, I am sweaty and panting from the sheer strain his cock demands of my pussy.
He stares at his massive cock buried inside my wet mound and tells me in a husky voice, “There’s nothing sexier than a woman taking the full length of my shaft.”
Boa grabs my hips with both hands and lifts me up. I cry out as he slowly forces me back down on his cock. I am now focused on his substantial shaft, unable to think of anything or anyone else as I mentally force my body to relax and surrender to him.
Eventually, the two of us find a pleasurable rhythm, my body molding around him. My swollen G-spot is helpless against the constant friction his cock provides. I stiffen just before release, moaning loudly as I orgasm.
I hear the other men watching, make sounds of sexual excitement—a grunt, a quiet groan, a low, lustful growl. Their masculine utterances turn me on even more.
Boa gives me a sexy smack, when Sir commands that he make me come again. With strong arms, Boa begins pumping me up and down on his shaft again, faster and faster, stealing my breath away as my body struggles to conform to his energetic rhythm.
Once again, I find myself surrendering to the painful girth of his cock and relishing it as I come again. I make little whimpering sounds, the intense pulses caused by the constant stimulation driving me wild. I throw back my head, gasping as I come.
“Hold her,” Sir commands.
Boa wraps his arms around me and pulls me to his chest, holding me still while my pussy milks his giant cock. As I lay there with my cheek against his sweaty chest, I am surrounded by his masculine scent and find it intoxicating. His scent permeates my senses, adding to the erotic dynamic of this encounter.
We are both subs at the mercy of Sir’s whims and desires, taking pleasure in our mutual submission to my Master’s will. It is an entirely new experience, and I revel in it.
As I lay there, slowly coming down from the ecstasy of my last orgasm, I hear the distinct sound of lubricant being massaged on taut skin.
The fear returns. I tense in Boa’s arms, realizing that the time has come for their double penetration. My pussy is already stretched past capacity. I cannot imagine taking Master Anderson’s cock in my ass, much less doing so with Boa’s buried deep inside me.
This is the greatest challenge I have ever faced, and I am unsure if I will survive it.
Master Anderson moves beside me so I can watch as he liberally coats his impressive shaft with the lubricant. It seems to grow even bigger with his manual stimulation.
