“Deflate the tubing, remove it, and put it in the wash bin." Oh, God. Wash bin? Aren't you supposed to prep for anal? Every time I think it can't get worse, it does. I figure I have a fifty-fifty chance of things being kosher down there since the amount of lube that has been put in could double as an enema, and I'm not feeling any bathroom urges. I decide I don't want to know, after all they're in the same predicament.
"Three, pick up the pace but don’t orgasm. Two, when you’re done with that tubing, come over here.” As the tubing is removed, my body relaxes in relief. Rex is still going to town on my box and has the three requested fingers working magic. He’s always been good at this. God, I’m getting close. “Two, place these on her nipples.” I can’t see, but nothing good has ever come of putting objects on nipples, in my opinion. I feel Emmett hold one breast, gathering my nipple in his long fingers, then a pinch that rapidly intensifies. I yell, but with Braeden going in and out of my throat, it’s muffled and makes him moan and pause his movement. Down my throat.
I can’t breathe, and I involuntarily bite down a bit on reflex.
"Fuck, sorry little bird." I'd say sorry too, except for, ya know, the dick plugging my mouth.
At the same time, Emmett grabs my other nipple and repeats the torture. This time my yell can be heard as Braeden is quick enough to remove his appendage from the reach of my teeth.
My bestie ain't stupid.
Rex pauses, and I sense and feel that he’s looking up. He resumes his licking with more gusto than before. What he’s witnessing must be turning him on, or he's in competition with Braeden.
Probably a little of both.
Meanwhile, Marcus is still bossing Emmett around. “Two, hook this together and use it on her clit when I tell you.” Hook what, and put it where, now? Dammit, I can't see! The sadistic maestro just doesn't quit, and my nipples are already on fire. Braeden resumes getting his blow-job, Rex is still busy on my downstairs, so it's apparent when I feel him move a little to the side and withdraw his fingers. “Relax your ass, this is bigger,” is all the warning I get.
I hum in protest as I feel a slicked up, blunt tipped plug pushing in. It hurts as it pops through the opening of my ass. Marcus pauses a moment, then continues pushing in. What the fuck is he using? I’m groaning and trying, futilely, to escape as it gets deeper and wider. When I scream with a dick down my throat again, Marcus tells Rex to suck hard. Rex’s lips and tongue isolate my clit with fingers to either side, spreading the skin to make it taut and that much more sensitive. My anus flexes at the pleasure, and I moan around Braeden’s dick as the plug is literally sucked into my ass with rhythmic internal pulses. The sensation is so intense, and the plug is so wide, that I can’t decide if it hurts that bad or not.
When it settles, Rex moves back into position, then he pauses and holds very still with his fingers still in my pussy. I feel those fingers tense as he groans. I guess he just got an upgrade on his plug, too. He resumes with mouth and hand, and now Marcus is telling Braeden to pause for three counts at the full depth of each penetration. With him doing that, it gets even harder to breathe properly. Rex is working me over, bumping the plug repeatedly, and I’m in sensory overload with burning nipples. When I start to come, Marcus tells Braeden to hold, and I can’t breathe at all. My whole body draws up, fighting the restraints that refuse to give. Marcus threatens to do it himself if Braeden, who must have protested, moves.
“Two, pull back her hood and clamp now.” I’m so out of it from the lack of oxygen that it doesn’t register what is happening at first. Until I feel my engorged clit exposed and a clamp tightened over it.
Rex’s fingers are still going to town, and someone is twisting the plug in my backside. I’m clamping down on everything, my muscles seizing, as I feel lightheaded enough to see black spots, and the clamp on my clit begins to pulse with shocks. The nipple clamps are released, causing me to screech as the blood rushes back into them, and as I’m in the middle of the strongest orgasm of my life someone pulls the plug out of my tightened ass, compounding the intensity and length of the orgasm.
The last thing I hear is Rex cursing about strangled fingers, and Braeden’s shout as I pass out.