“Wesley,” she said, breathing hard. They had not given her time to rest and the orgasm was building once again.
“Hurry,” she said.
He laughed and the sound almost sounded wicked.
“Now, why would I do that when I’m enjoying the taste of your sweet pussy. The feel of you clenching around my tongue.”
Once again, he went back to licking her and she tightened her muscles trying to control the pleasure centered between her legs. Then he nipped her with his teeth and it was all she needed.
The convulsions came upon her once again and she did her best to hold them back, but they soon swamped her and she screamed her pleasure.
“Wesley, stop,” she cried as her body shook.
“Oh, darling, you came,” he said and she knew he had done that on purpose.
As she slowly came down, she tossed her head, needing to see them, to know what they were doing.
“I’ve got to punish you,” he said.
He raised her hips and slapped her on the ass. First one side and then the next, creating a warmth on her behind. Then he lowered her onto the quilt and slapped her pussy, sending a tingle of pain mixed with pleasure through her.
She gasped.
“One more and then we’re going to try again,” he said. “But this time, I’m going to stick my finger in your ass.”
She whimpered, but the thought was strangely exciting. Everything they had done had made her groan. Without a doubt, this would be no different.
Was she a wanton who loved to be pleasured?
This time when he popped her on the pussy, it stung, but she lifted her pussy needing something more. Desperate for anything that would create the feelings within her once again.
Maybe she should have been a whore because she was definitely loving what her men did to her.
She felt Anthony’s lips on her nipples and she groaned as he pulled the tip with his teeth.
Wesley was back to licking the folds that covered her pussy, delighting in biting her clit as his fingers trailed down her folds to her ass.
Nervous, she clenched when he touched her little rosebud, but then he swirled his finger around the edges and she gasped.
“Wesley,” she cried.
“I know, darling, it feels good, doesn’t it,” he said and then slowly worked in his finger while rubbing the puckered edges.
Once again, she was overwhelmed with sensations and she needed something, but she didn’t understand what. She wanted them to fuck her. She needed them to finish her the right way.
“Please fuck me,” she cried.
“No, darling, that’s not going to happen,” Anthony said.
Wesley now shoved his finger in and out and she wanted more, but they were refusing her.
“Oh no,” she said, feeling the orgasm rushing toward her.
“You have my permission to come,” Wesley told her as he bit her clit and pushed his finger in her ass all the way. The feeling sent her over the edge.
She screamed as bright lights overwhelmed her and she did everything she could to release her arms. But she was tied, could not see, and all she could do was feel.
Desire flooded her as she had her third orgasm. Her body shook and she cried out as the world slowly unraveled beneath her.