Page 14 of Any Which Way

And as I walk back to the driver side of my vehicle, I’m confident the only sound out of Brynn is a squeak that sneaksout at the same time as the first of many multi-colored fireworks erupts across the darkness, the end of another year’s Pride being written across the sky.

Ionce read on a bottle of soda that the human body has over seven trillion nerves. And right now, as I watch Eleri ride Kai’s face with wild abandon, a vibrating wand pressed against my pulsing clit with implicit instructionnotto come, my wife is on every single last one of mine.

Eleri’s head is thrown back, their long hair wildly tangled from the marathon fuck-session we’ve found ourselves in over the last however many hours.

I don’t know if it’s because Kai’s performance is in just a few days at Glittering Vices, our time in this new dynamic rapidly coming to an end, but there’s a frantic energy in the air that none of us can seem to get enough of. The days since Pride have shifted us, and I’m not sure I want it to go back to how it was before.

“Brynn…” My wife’s voice is husky.

I snap my eyes open, willing myself not to come apart at the seams.

Kai is barely recognizable. His head of dark hair peeks out from between Eleri’s thighs, which are holding onto him witha vice-like strength. One of his muscled arms reaches up with a large palm, holding Eleri loosely around the throat while the other hooks around their thigh.

He’s at my wife’s full mercy, Eleri controlling the pressure and stimulation Kai is forced to provide them with as they rise and lower their body to his eagerly waiting mouth.

Eleri’s hands are equally as busy. While one tangles roughly in Kai’s hair, the other trails over the hand Kai holds around their throat. Eleri takes what they want, grinding against Kai as I continue to try and hold off my own release.

Briefly, I run through a list of everything that has ever made me dry heave. Praying, pleading,beggingthe Gods to let me hold on, to not disappoint my wife, myMistress, by coming before I am given permission.

But they looksoooogood together, and I’m forced to do nothing but watch as I’m pushed to the brink by the cruel toy between my legs.

Eleri’s breasts bounce as they nearly hypnotically ride our partner’s face, the pair’s combined moans echoing into the room. Somehow, Eleri still looks graceful despite the depravity of riding a man’s face to the point he is forced to do nothing but submit while his cock sits hard and leaking against his flat stomach.

I married a bombshell, and I’m in a relationship with another.

Sometimes, the Gods do play favorites.

“Right there. Don’t stop.” Eleri chants the words, closer and closer to their release.

I want to hold my own so badly. Hold back my orgasm as they have demanded of me. But I make a crucial mistake and lock eyes with Eleri as they crest the wave of their pleasure. Eleri’s mouth drops open, brow furrowing as they ride the aftershocksagainst Kai’s tongue, his legs squirming beneath their heavy, orgasm-laden limbs.

And that’s the last thing I remember before I lose the battle.

The vibrations against my clit continue to be merciless.

If I thought I could deny it happening, I would. But warm liquid pools between my legs, soaking the misplaced, wooden kitchen chair that hasn’t left our bedroom since the night of Pride before dripping onto the floor below, giving me away. I silently chastise myself for being both blessed and cursed with the ability to squirt.

Around us, the room goes nearly silent except for the sound of the vibrator still tightly held against my cunt with two strategically placed hook-and-loop fastener straps. I’m over-sensitized. My entire body is reeling from the extreme orgasm followed by an immediate onslaught of sensation again and again and again. Goosebumps break out across my skin, more fluid trickles from between my legs, and tears start to flow as a second orgasm slams into me even more powerful than the first.

“Our darling girl made a mess.”

Somehow, I manage to focus on the voice through the heaviness that has settled over my body and mind.

Eleri.

I focus on her words as the tears continue to fall, as the wand continues to torment my drenched slit, as everything around me increases in intensity to nearly unbearable levels before suddenly going silent.

I hover on the edge, somewhere between desperate to come again and equally as anguished with the thought of being forced to stop.

“Though I understand why you couldn’t wait, I was quite looking forward to rewarding you tonight. But you couldn’t help yourself, could you, my needy little pet?”

The wand quiets, but Eleri doesn’t undo the straps holding it against my body or remove the toy. Instead, they push it against my clit. And when I whimper in response, my wife laughs.

Kai still lays nearly lifeless in a heap on the bed. His chest rises and falls as if he’s slowly replacing all the oxygen his body lost while Eleri was perched atop his face.

“Look at him,” they say, low enough that only I can hear their words. “It’s been incredible to mold Kai into an obedient submissive. To help him learn to quiet his mind much in the way you first asked me to help quiet yours. It’s always my honor to serve as your wife, partner, and Dominant. And after the years we’ve spent together, I know when I need to push you.

“Brynn, baby, you have always seen and accepted every side of me, embraced me,lovedme. Trust me to do the same with every side of yours, even if it’s something you don’t fully understand yet. I don’t love youonlywhen you’re my submissive oronlywhen you’re my wife. I love you because of who you are as a whole.”

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