Nelson moved her legs so that they were on either side of Samuel’s. Then he lifted her rear, and when he released her, Samuel’s cock was between her legs.
She snickered as she looked down; it was like she had a dick.
Nelson fisted Samuel and pumped him slowly. Underneath her, Samuel was breathing heavily, and he squeezed her even tighter. She laid her arms and hands over his, enjoying his embrace.
Nelson adjusted her, and the head of Samuel’s cock nudged her entrance. Nelson lightly pinched her thigh, and she shamelessly rose up, anxious to please him. The ghost of that denied orgasm still lingered, and she would have done anything to get off.
Samuel jerked underneath her, and then he was sliding into her snug pussy. She closed her eyes. He felt so amazingly good, and being held so tight, she could almost convince herself that it was more than just sex.
She began to shudder. If he moved just a little… if Nelson gave her clit even a whisper of attention…
But they were both infuriatingly still. It was like some invisible sign passed between them: Don’t let her have too much fun.
“Want to come?” Nelson asked.
“You have no idea.”
Nelson smiled. Samuel inhaled sharply.
“Oh, I’ve got a pretty good idea,” Nelson said. “I think it’d be fun to keep doing this for another hour or so.”
Kimberly wrinkled her nose. That decidedly did not sound like fun. She’d never been into the whole “stretch it out forever” thing. She’d rather get off a few times instead.
Her pussy shivered, and Samuel groaned as his cock twitched inside her. She clenched her inner muscles, trying to convince him to take her.
He moaned in her ear, and she knew she had him exactly where she wanted. But Nelson was looming over them, his hand wrapped around his sex.
“This is fun but I really need to get off,” Kimberly whimpered. “I’m so horny.” She wanted to come like this, with Samuel deep inside of her.
A hint of a smile twitched at the corner of Nelson’s mouth. “You like begging for it, don’t you?”
“Please. I’m so horny.” She pleaded with her eyes, hoping he would take pity on her.
“So.” Nelson picked up the fuzzy handcuffs and swung them around his index finger. “Whoever wears these gets fucked first.”
Kimberly smiled and stretched out her wrists. Being restrained wouldn’t do anything for her, but Nelson seemed really into it, so why not? It was kinda hot the way Nelson was a bit of a control freak in the bedroom. It really wasn’t what she’d expected from Mr. Take a deep breath and find your inner peace.
Even if she’d planned this out ahead of time, she couldn’t have picked a better balance of personalities.
“Are you sure?” Nelson asked. “I could use them on Samuel instead.”
Ha, ha. Very funny. Nelson was just messing with her head. She knew what he wanted. For her to beg. “Please won’t you handcuff me and make me come over and over?”
“If you insist.” With an adroit motion, he slid the cuffs onto her wrists and tightened them.
Kimberly tried to shake them off. Nothing. At least they were lined and comfortable on her arms.
“Raise your hands over your head,” Nelson said. “Samuel, grab her wrists.”
Samuel grasped the chain between the cuffs. Kimberly laughed and tried to struggle away, but Samuel was strong, and he held her easily.
Nelson leaned forward and kissed her.
It was different, being kissed while she was restrained like this. Hotter. A little scary.
Samuel’s lips brushed her shoulder. “Safe word is yoga,” he said.
Kimberly made a noise of agreement. Nelson nibbled his way down her neck and began to suck her erect nipples. Samuel’s cock jerked inside of her, and Kimberly squeezed her inner muscles again.