His hand landed on the sensitive cheek of her rear, causing her to jerk at the fiery wash of sensations it produced. She would have been more comfortable if it had hurt. Rather it singed, causing her to twist and press back for more as Khalid hummed against her pussy.
She could feel her juices pouring from her vagina as her flesh began to heat, to melt for the two men so intent on making her insane. Losing her sight had only served to emphasize that of touch, as she knew Ian meant for it to do. The lightest caress was more intense now, more destructive.
“What a pretty, sweet little ass,” Ian crooned as he parted the curves. “Stay still, baby, let me get you ready. ” He patted her rear as she felt the tapered end of the tube of lubrication gel being inserted into her rear.
She arched, moaning deeply at the sensation of the wand penetrating that dark channel.
“I do nothing but live to hear you scream in pleasure anymore,” he growled, and by the tone of his voice, that thought didn’t seem to please him.
“I live to scream for you—” She arched wildly as she felt Khalid’s tongue curling around her clit as the cool sensation of the gel began to fill her ass.
She was breathing harshly now, her hips twisting as she fought to drive her clit further inside his teasing mouth.
Ian’s hand landed on her ass again, harder.
“Stay still, little cat,” he ordered harshly. “It’s going to be a very long time before you get to come again. Save your strength. ”
In that moment she began to suspect that perhaps Ian hadn’t yet shown her all the different facets of his sexuality. His voice was darker, deeper, the pleasure throbbing just beneath the surface was thicker than ever before.
The nozzle was removed from her anus then, sliding free of her as she moaned heavily at the rasp against the tender nerve endings. Khalid slid from beneath her body as Ian moved from behind her, lying along her side and beginning to play in earnest.
“Come here, baby. ” Ian’s lips found hers, an amazingly tender kiss as his tongue licked at her lips, his hands burying in her hair as she cried out at the overwhelming pleasure.
Because for all Ian’s tenderness, his gentle kiss, Khalid had now turned into her tormentor. Moving behind her, his hand began a rhythmic series of light slaps against her rear, alternating every few seconds with an underhanded burning smack to her sensitive pussy.
She tried to breathe, to scream against the sensations ripping through her, but Ian’s lips caught each cry, his encouraging moans fueling the haze of lust surrounding her.
As his tongue slid past her lips once again, Khalid speared two fingers deep inside her pussy. As Ian licked at her lips, Khalid curled his fingers and stroked against the ultra-sensitive flesh high within the very depths of her vagina.
She was shaking, torn between ecstasy and torment, certain there was no way to survive the sensations. With each slap to her tender flesh, the flames burning over her body became worse, sensitizing her, awakening nerve endings she had no idea she possessed as the tension in her body began to build higher.
Her womb ached, burned. Her clit was so sensitive that even the air caressing it was too much for the delicate mass of nerves, yet it wasn’t enough. They kept her hanging on a precipice so sharp, she could feel the bite of hunger growing with each second.
“Ian…” She screamed his name as she felt Khalid parting the cheeks of her ass, the broad crest of his cock smoothing along the crevice.
“Now we get kinky, baby,” he growled, his voice darker as she felt him come to his knees beside her. “Now I watch. Do you remember the times you saw me with your maids, sweetheart? What was I doing?”
She whimpered at the memory.
“I was watching, watching how easily they accepted any pleasure I chose for them after we had finished driving them as high as possible. But I didn’t have to drive you, did I, baby. ” His whisper was edged with mingled awe and lust. “You were right there waiting on me, weren’t you?”
“God, yes,” she cried as she felt Khalid’s cock tuck at the opening to her ass.
“There’s a good girl,” Ian crooned, his hand moving to her hair, pulling the braid to the side as he turned her head. “Open for him, Courtney. Let him in. Let me see just how brave and beautiful you really are. ”
It wasn’t his words that caused her to push against the heavy erection seeking entrance, it was his broad hand landing heavily against her rear as his cock smoothed over her lips.
Her mouth opened as her anus relaxed. At once, both cocks entered their desired destinations she felt the last of any sanity she possessed begin to unravel. The wide crest of Ian’s erection pierced her mouth as fire began to bloom in her ass, streaking through the delicate nerve endings as it encompassed her cunt, her throbbing clit. She was a mass of needy, burning flesh now, accepting whatever they were willing to give.
It seemed to last forever, that first penetration of her body by Khalid’s cock. Stroking, working slow and easy into the entrance as she fought for a harder, deeper stroke.
She would have begged for it, but Ian’s cock was filling her mouth, stealing any chance to speak, to beg, to scream.
“I’ll not last long, Ian,” Khalid groaned heavily as her muscles flexed around him, struggling to accept the width it was taking. “Save the dramatic stuff for later, dammit. ”
Ian grunted at the request, but drew back slowly, dragging his cock from her mouth as he released the restraints from her body, then lay down beside her.
“Oh God…” The scream ripped from her throat as she was lifted, pushed further onto the cock impaling her ass as Khalid brought her back, flush against his chest and Ian slid beneath her.