You’re looking down, his head between your legs, while your partner holds your wrists down above your head. You had fantasised so much about being manhandled like this, about being at the centre of more than just your partner’s attention, yet you never expected it could feel so intense.
Your hips jolt as he sucks your clitoris directly once again. It almost feels like you’re hearing someone else’s voice cry out. You’ve never exhaled like that before.
You watch as his head lifts a little to speak, addressing your partner while looking right at you.
“You never said she was this sensitive.”
“She’s so fucking multi-orgasmic, and she comes so hard each time, it’s hard for her to take it. Isn’t that right, gorgeous?”
He asks the question softly against your ear. You reply shyly while continuing to maintain eye contact with the man between your thighs.
“Yes. My clit gets so sensitive.”
You see the ravenous gleam in his eyes as he nestles back against your softness.
He doesn’t just eat you out; he gorges himself on your pleasure.
You squirm uncontrollably, unable to shake the grasp on your wrists or dissuade the attention against your lower heaven; that dripping delicacy so perfectly embraced by that relentless mouth.
No matter how hard you come, you can’t stop him from trying to make you come again…. and succeeding. His tongue dances with your clitoris to the pinnacle until you are screaming in orgasm.
“It’s too much. Please stop. I can’t come anymore.”
You cry out as the aftershocks of climax leave you constantly shaking and twitching.
As if your wails of ecstasy and overstimulation were a signal for them, they switch places.
“Okay, so you can’t come anymore. I’m going to fuck you now, to give your clit the rest it needs. If, however, you’re lying to us, and you end up coming again while I’m fucking you, then my friend is going to come back here and suck your clitoris non-stop for lying to us. “
You try your hardest to hold back as that familiar, wonderful, warm sensation of being filled by your lover’s length takes your breath away. His friend continues to watch you, ensuring you feel so exposed during this moment of rawest intimacy, your deepest expression of arousal on full display.
When your lover leans against you, pressing his body fully against yours and kisses you, it’s too much. You feel it build… You want to focus on how overstimulated your clitoris is, how torturous it’ll be to feel that mouth clamped around it again and not stopping. Yet all you can think about is his mouth on yours… Those lips, the softness, that tongue, the wetness, the little suction…
It’s too much.
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