Meanwhile, Cain’s fingers work their magic, plunging deep within me. His touch is both tender and demanding.
I can feel the tension building. An orgasm looms, threatening to consume me whole.
“Do you like this, princess?” Cain asks.
Unable to form a response, I can only moan.
Cain’s fingers delve deeper. The combination of their efforts is overwhelming. I press my head back into the mattress, my body arching with the sheer intensity of sensation as I surrender myself completely.
My eyes flutter closed, and then I let go, my body convulsing with the sheer power of the orgasm that washes over me. I moan with pleasure. Tears of pleasure mingle with the sweat upon my skin. I am trembling and breathless.
“Keep going,” Cain demands.
No. Fuck. This is so intense.
My body shakes uncontrollably. Despite my best efforts, words don’t leave my lips and I can only manage to shake my head. My clit throbs, the intensity of the pleasure almost unbearable. I can’t fathom the thought of another orgasm so soon, but Mike and Nate’s tongues and movements quicken.
The sensations become overwhelming. I can feel another orgasm building within me.
I scream out. My body convulses with the sheer intensity of it all.
As another orgasm crashes over me and my body quivers. My senses are consumed by the sheer magnitude of the pleasure coursing through me.
My limbs feel heavy and unresponsive. I’m floating on a cloud of euphoria, disconnected from the world around me. I manage to muster the strength to speak, “No more. Please,” I beg.
My body can’t take it.
Nate and Mike’s lips reluctantly part from my body. I feel a sense of relief washing over me.
Cain’s fingers withdraw from my pussy, glistening with my juices. With a deliberate motion, he uses his other hand to pry Mike’s mouth open, his thumb pressing against his lips with a commanding force. He guides his coated fingers into Mike’s waiting mouth. Mike’s lips close around Cain’s fingers, sucking eagerly as if savoring the taste of me.
The sight is mesmerizing. The submission unfolds before me as Cain asserts his dominance over Mike.
Cain withdraws his fingers from Mike’s mouth. Nate moves towards Mike, their gazes locked in a silent exchange of desire before their lips meet in a hungry and passionate kiss.
Nate sucks on Mike’s tongue, savoring the flavor.
Meanwhile, Cain watches, his lips curling into a smug smirk as he observes the scene before him. There’s a possessiveness in his gaze, a silent declaration of his dominance over Nate and Mike that sends a thrill of excitement coursing through me.
“Mmm. I can taste her on your tongue,” Nate moans.
Nate and Mike’s foreheads touch. A silent exchange of longing and desire passes between them and their eyes lock.
Cain loosens the restraints from my feet and hands. I sit up and watch Mike and Nate. As if sensing my gaze, Mike and Nate turn to meet my eyes, their lips curling into playful smirks. Their eyes have a mischievous look, a silent invitation to join them.
The mood shifts with the sudden arrival of Sex on Fire by Kings of Leon. A ripple of laughter dances through the room. With the crackling flames of the fire as our backdrop, the lyrics take on a new significance.
“Haha. That’s funny.” I chuckle.
Nate settles onto the mattress, his cock stiff. I wrap my hands around his neck, drawing him closer to me as I lower myself onto him.
With a breathless gasp, I begin to bounce up and down, the pace quickening with each movement as our bodies move.
The room fills with the sound of our labored breathing. Each thrust sends waves of pleasure through my body.
As I bounce up and down on Nate, Cain’s strong hands grip a fistful of my hair. His touch is commanding yet tender, a silent reminder of his dominance and my submission.
With a breathless gasp, I lean my head back, surrendering to the sensation of his lips meeting mine in a hungry, passionate kiss. His mouth claims mine. Leaving me breathless, his tongue dancing with mine.
Nate’s hands tighten around my hips, his grip firm and commanding,
“Mmm. Atta girl,” Nate murmurs through clenched teeth, his voice thick with desire and approval.
The room seems to spin around us, the pounding beat of the music echoing in my ears as we lose ourselves in the heat of the moment.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Mike’s hand moving in a slow, deliberate rhythm as he begins to play with himself.
Nate pounds into me, leaving me gasping for breath. I can’t help but moan his name.
“I love watching him fuck you, princess,” Cain whispers in my ear, his voice dripping with desire as he pulls my head back.
As Nate’s pace intensifies, his fingers dig into my skin. His movements become more frantic, his breathing ragged as he approaches the edge of ecstasy.
“Uhh, I’m coming,” Nate groans. His hips buck against my ass.
“That’s it. Fill her with your cum for me,” Mike commands.
With a final, desperate cry, Nate comes and I can feel him pulsing inside me.
