Page 140 of Enthrall Ecstasy
“Begin,” coaxed Shay.
Rising up, still on my knees, I unzipped his pants and eased out his cock, his length and girth still intimidating. My mouth stretched wide over his tip. I did my best to bring him to the back of my throat.
As I continued to blow Shay with a perfect rhythm, I reached left for Faulkner, my hand trailing up his thigh as my fingers found their way to his zipper. I pulled it down and eased him out, feeling his familiar erection grow in my grasp as I stroked him.
“A good start,” encouraged Shay.
I moved from one to the other, honoring each dick with licks and laps until they’d drawn their bodies closer, their tips almost touching, making it easier for me to bounce back and forth.
They tasted of control and power.
This was the ultimate rush. I was the one they’d chosen, and I had them shuddering at the end of my fingertips, my mouth claiming one and then the other.
“Up,” ordered Shay.
Responding quickly, I pushed to my feet.
He knelt before me and eased off my thong, his firm fingers trailing down my thighs, his touch like an electric pulse.
Faulkner appeared to be deferring to him. Letting him take the lead.
Stepping out of my thong, I reached out and leaned on Shay’s shoulders for balance as he removed that strip of silly material.
Then I assumed the pose with my hands behind my back.
His fingers explored my pussy, exposing my folds and running along my wetness, causing me to shudder in delight.
“Show your clit,” he demanded as he rose to his full height.
Bringing my hands down, I eased apart my labia. He gripped the back of my neck, forcing me forward to show me off to the hundreds of faces. Forcing me to watch those who watched us from the shadows.
He turned me around in a circle for all to see. See what I willingly shared in this erotic pose.
His fierce grip twisted me around and then he dragged me towards him, his mouth looming close to mine.
“Want more?” he said.
I leaned in to whisper in his ear. “I’m yours.”
“Soon.” Shay walked me toward the table.
Faulkner sat on the edge of it with his cock in his hand as he worked his length, as though teasing me with it.
Following Shay’s direction, I leaned toward Faulkner and rested my hands on his knees for balance, dipping low to deep throat him.
With my butt out and spine curved, I continued to present an excellent form in my posture. Shay’s hands trailed down my spine and he untied the straps of my bodice, pulling at the silk strands. Even as I continued to pleasure Faulkner, Shay stripped off the bodice, leaving me completely naked.
Except for my spiked heels.
Shay’s fingers were gently probing my sex. His cock tapped against the delicate tissue.
He shoved all the way in, stretching me and then stilling for a beat to let me acclimate to his size.
I lifted my head to breathe through the discomfort of him growing within me, the increasing pressure and tautness of an impossible size.
As though sensing what I needed, Shay reached around and pressed a fingertip to my clit, circling and eliciting pleasure. My body relaxed and I was able to accommodate him, able to move in time with his thrusts.
“You will not come yet,” he said, his voice deep and firm. “Not until I grant you this honor.”
