Page 46 of Brandishing Beginnings

“Prop your phone so we can see you,” Jason commanded.

It took me some maneuvering, but I finally propped my phone against a couple pillows at the foot of my bed, and laid back, propped up against a couple more. “Good girl,” Jason murmured.

My eyelids fluttered at the tone of his voice.I swear to God, this man can get me off from just the sound of his voice alone. “Please,” I whimpered.

“Take off your shorts,” Nico ordered.

I slid my fingers under the waistband of my booty shorts, grateful to not have panties on underneath, and pulled them down my thighs. I carefully guided them down my legs, mindful of my phone perched precariously on a pile of pillows. Tossing them aside, I bent my knees and let my thighs fall wide, leaving my wet cunt on display to the three men on my phone.

“Jesus,” Marcos breathed.

“Gorgeous,” Nico murmured.

“Slide your fingers through that wet cunt,” Jason ordered.

I did as I was told, throwing my head back against the pillows as I slowly slid my fingers through my folds.

“Pull your tank top down, shove your tits over the top.” Marcos’s voice was raspy as he commanded my moves.

Quickly shoving the top of my tank below my tits, I palmed them both, pulling them up and over the crop top, before I slid one hand back down to my dripping pussy, mindful of the new bellybutton piercing I had received the day before.

“Pinch a nipple,” Nico said.

Pinching my nipple with one hand and circling my clit with my other, I slowly swiveled my hips as my body amped back up, edging closer to orgasm. I’d been hanging on a precipice for so long, before I even reached out to them.

“Tell me something you learned today that you want to try?” Jason said.

Groaning, I struggled to think. “Clamps,” I muttered, pinching my nipple harder, gasping as pleasure shot from my nipple down to my clit.

“Fuck yeah, baby,” Marcos muttered.

“Please, I’m so close,” she begged.

“Such a good girl, Maya.” Jason spoke low. “Doing your research and following direction, taking the initiative to ask permission, even when we haven’t negotiated yet. So, so, good for us.”

I whimpered, my fingers circling and pinching faster, tighter. My eyes clenched tight. “Please.”

“Come for us, darlin’. Let’s see that needy cunt clench and beg to be filled with our cocks,” Jason murmured.

I moaned low, gasping, as my orgasm crashed into me, my pussy clenching on nothing, begging for more, just as he said. I took a shuddering breath, my hands dropping to the side, as I came down from my high.

“So beautiful,” Nico murmured.

I slowly sat up, fixing my tank top before I picked up my shorts and shimmied back into them. Grabbing my phone, I fixed up the pillows and then slid under the covers of my bed. “How you doing, darlin’?” Jason asked, his voice even softer than before.

“Good.” I sighed as I laid down, resting my head on a pillow and propping my phone on another.

“You going to sleep now?” Nico asked.

“Soon.” I yawned, covering my mouth.

“What are you doing tomorrow?” Marcos asked.

“I’ve got some running around to do in the morning. What time are we going out?”

“Why don’t you come here around five, then we can leave from here together. And you’ll have your car for the morning,” Marcos said.

I smirked sleepily. “For the morning? Am I spending the night?”

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