Page 47 of Shattered Dreams
“Starfish.” She added, after she lifted her head enough to free her mouth, before sinking back down on Master’s cock. She moaned softly, loving the taste of him.
“Good. Remember them. If it gets too much, I want to hear them. Got it?” There was another shift as Daddy moved his position once again. This time he must’ve straddled Master’s head because she felt the blunt head of his erection against her rosebud. She stilled, wanting to make it easy. Master had thoroughly prepped her for this, using nearly half of a bottle of lube. She knew she was plenty slick, but she wasn’t about to rush Daddy, especially after catching a glimpse of the cock he was wielding.
“Yes, Daddy,” she mumbled, forcing herself to relax as he started to breach her bottom. It burned a bit, but she pushed out and exhaled loudly, trying to open herself as much as possible. It worked because less than a minute later, she felt the rough texture of his hairy legs against her ass. A sob worked its way free from her as she savored the feeling of him deep inside her for the first time.
“Fuck! She’s so goddamned tight.”
“It’s been awhile, Sir.” Master sounded awed. She could only imagine the view he had of her and Daddy’s joining from his position under them. “She wasn’t lying when she said she loves anal. But with my back, I can’t do it.”
“I got it.” Daddy’s fingers dug into the rounded flesh of her hips. “You get busy with that tongue, Maxwell. Make her come long and hard while I fuck her ass.”
Lizzie groaned at his words. She was nearly there already, just from feeling him fill her.
“How many times, Sir?”
“As many times as you can, ‘til I tell you to stop.”
She wasn’t sure who moaned louder, her or Master, as he ran his tongue up the seam of her pussy, before delving inside the folds in search of her clit.
* * *
Max wanted to crow in triumph as he delved deeper into his wife’s pussy. Above him, he could see Sir’s heavy balls. He was tempted to lick the full orbs but wasn’t about to push any harder than they already had. Sir had given him a job, to eat his wife out until she came long and hard…repeatedly. A task that he was more than willing to do. He loved the way she tasted, and how she got so hot and wet the more aroused she became. She was already dripping onto his face as he tortured her little clit. It took very little attention, before it hardened under his tongue, and he felt her scream of release around his dick.
Fuck.He crossed his eyes as he fought to hold his own release, and to do exactly as Sir had commanded. He wanted Lizzie coming hard as he fucked her.
“Oh, my god….dammit. I can’t….” Her words came out in a tumbled mess, as he pushed her hard by sucking her bud into his mouth.
“Yes, you can.” Elliot growled out. “You’re going to come while I fuck your ass, Elizabeth.”
A low sound of agreement escaped her, as Elliot began to fuck her in hard, deep motions. He was also fucking her slow so as not to knock her off balance.
Max filed that tidbit away for later, to examine when his balls weren’t aching like a bitch, and he didn’t have the sweetest honey known to man coating his lips.
“That’s it.” Elliot praised. “Push that ass back against me.” He groaned low in his throat. “Naughty little girl, offering me a little slice of heaven on a platter. I bet your soaking wet, aren’t you? Excited by being fucked in the ass while you suck your husband off.”
She moaned an affirmative as she sucked harder on the head of Max’s dick. He groaned into her wet folds and pushed up with his hips, trying to slip further into her mouth.
“Get that ass back on the mat, Maxwell. Your job is to lick her pussy and my balls.”
Aw fuck.
Max’s brain short-circuited at the words, and he became consumed with licking every inch of pussy and ball sack he could reach, as his own cock grew even harder in Lizzie’s mouth.
“Shit.” Elliot sounded tortured as Max ran his tongue over and behind his scrotum, seeking out that sensitive spot right behind the other man’s balls. “Gonna fucking come.”
“Yes!” Lizzie released Max’s close to exploding cock to beg Elliot to come. “Fill me full, Daddy. I need it.”
“Aw fuck…too much.” Elliot’s thrusts turned almost brutal as he chased his orgasm.
Abandoning his mission to clean every crevice of Sir’s balls, Max returned his attention to his wife’s soaked pussy. More than anything he wanted her to come with Sir. To please both of them – which is what this was all about. He needed them to cut loose – to realize he could handle a little lovemaking, hell even fucking, as long as they were careful.
Spreading her labia, he attacked her clit with a vengeance, loving the way he slipped free of her mouth as she screamed, her pussy clamping down on empty space while he was sure her ass strangled Sir’s cock.
“Son of a…coming.” Elliot’s legs stiffened on either side of his head and his balls drew up tight right in front of Max’s eyes. Tears filled them as his dominant released a bellow before slapping his hips hard against Lizzie’s ass, once, twice, and finally a third time as he filled her full.
Overwhelmed with both lust and emotion, Max gave a low groan as he came, untouched. His cock jerked and coated Lord knew what as his orgasm washed through him. He was barely aware of when Lizzie and Sir collapsed on either side of him, their hot, sweaty bodies pressed against him, but not on top of him.
“Complete.” He croaked, as he reached out to take one of each of their hands in one of his. “Feels like I’m finally complete.”
