I licked my lips. I need a cock in my mouth, my pussy, my ass. I needed them to use my body.
“Ready for us, Mi Vida?” Marcos chuckled, standing shoulder to shoulder beside Nico.
“Yes, Sir.” My voice was low and throaty.
“Such a good little toy for us,” Jason said, walking over.
I tried to stifle my whimper, but I needed them. I was so fucking horny.
Marcos lowered my body and Jason gathered me into his arms. It would take Marcos sometime to untie everything; therewas no need to cut the ropes. Jason carried me over to a padded bench on the left side of the room and sat down. He pulled me on to his lap, while he shifted back on the bench and then laid down with me straddling his legs.
“So fucking hot,” Nico muttered.
Jason guided my body with his hands on my hips.
I smiled up at him, still feeling floaty.
Jason smirked and leaned forward to kiss me gently. “Such a good girl.”
Marcos moved around us, carefully untying me. He was efficient and gentle as worked the knots. Kissing each new piece of skin he uncovered, Marcos showered me in love and aftercare. Jason helped lift me and maneuver me as needed, but he mostly kept me kneeling over his rock-hard cock.
Jason pulled his shirt over his head, exposing his muscular physique. I moaned and clenched my hands, needing to touch him but I still was tied up.
Nico walked over, gloriously naked and his rock-hard cock bobbing with each step. Salivating, I swallowed thickly. They were teasing me so much and I couldn’t do a damn thing about it.
“Talk to me, Little Dreamer.”
“Please, Sir. I need to suck your cock.” I tried to lean toward him, but Jason and Marcos held me in place. I whimpered.
Nico laughed and slid his finger over my lips. “Soon, Little Dreamer. Soon.”
Marcos pulled the last of the rope from my body and soon my hands were free. I wasted little time in reaching out to touch and caress Jason’s abs and chest. His fucking muscles had only grown bigger in the last ten years.
Leaning forward I kissed my way up his abs while I made quick work of his button and zipper on his pants. I wasn’t wasting anymore time here. My rules were no talking unlessspoken to in a scene; there were never any rules about touching or taking initiative.
Jason moaned and lifted his hips, helping me take his pants off. God, I loved that he still went commando after all these years. His pierced cock was hard as nails as it sprung from his pants. Jason kicked off his pants and Nico gave him a helping hand as I leaned over him and sucked his leaking crown into my mouth.
I swirled my tongue around the head and then sucked hard.
“Fuck,” Jason swore, jerking his hips.
I hummed around him and pulled off. Licking my lips, I got them extra wet before I sucked his dick further into my mouth, trying to take as much of his pierced cock as I could.
Marcos moved around us to stand directly in my eyesight as I sucked Jason’s cock and began to slowly undress. I moaned, watching him intently. “Grab his balls,” Marcos ordered.
My hand immediately gripped Jason’s balls and squeezed.
“Fucking hell,” Jason groaned. Sliding his fingers through my hair, he grabbed a hold of it with his fist and pulled me upright. He lifted me back up his body as he laid back on the BDSM bench and lowered me over his cock.
I looked away from Marcos to Jason’s cock as he guides it into my pussy. I moaned, throwing my head back. My hands gripped his shoulders as I closed my eyes. Fuck, it felt so good. Each bar bell sliding into me set me on fire. Finally, I was seated on his cock, fully impaled.
“Such a good girl.” Nico pressed his naked body to my back. “You going to take all three of our cocks tonight, Little Dreamer?”
“Yes, Sir.” I moaned.
Lube was poured over my ass and Nico began working in his fingers. I was more than ready for them. I needed this.
“Please.” I added.
