Page 29 of Good Girl

Suddenly, as I rocked my hips to milk the end of my orgasm, Charlotte’s pussy gripped iron tight around my cock and my hips stuttered. A second later, her walls rippled around me repeatedly and I realized why.

“She came again,” I panted, and Derek’s moaning turned into a proud chuckle.

I continued to fuck her, milking her through her own pleasure as Derek retracted from her throat. She coughed hard and gasped for air, and he moved down to press his lips to her forehead.

“Good girl, Charlotte,” Derek praised, and Charlotte whined.

“Holy... fuck,” she gasped hoarsely. “I... I have no words.”

One more lazy thrust and I slowly pulled out of her.

“What an introduction.” I grinned, and Charlotte chuckled weakly. Sliding from the bed, I grabbed my boxers from the floor and slid them on. “I’ve never tasted such a sweet pussy.”

“You... lie,” Charlotte murmured, and I turned back to her instantly.

“I donot.” I chuckled. “You’re stunning. Pity Derek found you first, huh?”

Speaking of Derek, he had quickly reattached the spreader bar between Charlotte’s legs and was fixing a vibrating wand to the bar. Extending the bar, he pressed the wand up against Charlotte’s clit and immediately turned it on.

Charlotte curved up from the bed with a yell and rapidly pulled on her restraints.

“No, no more,” she gasped. Derek grabbed her jaw and looked her in the eyes.

“You know what to say if you need this to stop,” he said. Charlotte stubbornly pressed her lips together. Derek smirked and glanced up at me.

“Drink?”

“Sure.”

13

CHARLOTTE

“You’re leaving?”

It was difficult to focus on the fact that Derek and Samuel were halfway out of the room when my body was on fire. The teasing tingles over my nipples from the gel was driving me insane since neither of them had paid any attention to that area. Even the licks from the flogger that had lit up my breasts in heat and soft pain had landed away from my nipples. That coupled with the toy now buzzing against my over-sensitive pussy, I was going to vibrate into pieces if Derek wasn’t careful.

“We’re just grabbing a drink and will catch up. Now be a good girl and stay there,” Derek said casually.

“I have no choice,” I snapped back, but Derek merely smiled and they both vanished from view.

It wasn’t technically true, I did have a choice and I wasmakingthat choice every second I leaned into the pleasure sensations, their touches, and more. Once again, I tested my binds, but I was firmly secured. The fire from the gel across my tits was somehow increasing more, so I tried to roll onto my side in the hopes of grinding my chest against the bed to satisfy theitchbut I couldn’t roll far enough. The spreader bar between my legs was keeping me well and truly displayed, and no matter which direction I tilted my hips, I couldn’t escape the relentless low vibrations from the toy.

Derek had said he would make me his puppet, and boy, I was feeling it.

My pussy throbbed in time to my rapid heartbeat, and each swallow of my throat reminded me of howthickDerek’s cock was. He had consumed me, and I had loved every second of it. I didn’t even mind his friend, either. He was tall with a wide smile and dark hair, and hisvoice, it had sounded like warm honey, so I had no problem with him between my legs.

Focusing on any of that was fleeting, though, as the sensations running through my body kept catapulting themselves to the forefront of my mind no matter how I tried to distract myself. The vibrations from the wand were enough to tease but not enough to draw me all the way to orgasm, so the pleasure sat, simmering beneath the surface. The ache in my tits from the flogger and the gel was also impossible to ignore, and all I wanted was for them to come back and take me again and again.

I moaned loudly in the hopes of enticing them back, but to no avail. The door remained open but empty. Those two gorgeous, complimentary men were nowhere to be seen, but in my mind, they formed immediately. Desire fueling fantasy, I could picture them standing over me, all thick muscle and solid cock, ready to take me apart. I ached for Derek’s hands and mouth on my tits, his gravelly voice telling me how much he loved them. I throbbed for Samuel’s amazing mouth back on my pussy, soothing the ache left from the vibrations and teasing me right back to another intense orgasm.

The longer I was left to be stimulated with no end, the lewder my brief fantasies came. Derek fucking so deep into my throat that breathing was impossible, the flogger whipping over my tits and pussy just for a lick of contact. Samuel’s cock spearing me wide and fucking me open, his fingers and tongue doing the same, hisfist—fuck, I needed to come and I needed to comenow. My hips jerked down on the wand, but no matter how much pressure I applied, the toy was just out of reach and nothing more than a teasing vibration. I twisted this way and that and let my mind fill with the thought of Derek rolling that pinwheel over my body and telling me how sexy I was.

Suddenly, a pair of lips landed on mine and my eyes snapped open. Derek was there, and the brief kiss was followed by the plastic neck of a bottle. Cold water dribbled into my mouth, and I drank desperately, not caring when some of the cool liquid spilled past my lips and dribbled down my jaw. The vibrating wand was removed, and my coreachedat the loss of the stimulation, as weak as it was, but I barely had time to process it before there was pressure against my pussy and something hot and thick slid inside me.

Samuel’s hands grasped my hips as his cock nestled deep into my core. His honey-soft moan reached my ears just as Derek tipped the bottle away and pressed another brief kiss to my water-chilled lips.

“Ready?” he asked softly, and I nodded.

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