by Anya Summers
She whimpered as Deke broke away, his hand caressing her cheek and his dark brown eyes hooded with desire as he gazed at her. Then Shep tilted her face back toward his, lust filling his blue gaze.
“Come, kitten, Deke and I promise you will come harder than you ever have before and make it worth your while,” Shep said, hunger clouding his face. His obvious desire for her made her weak-kneed. Yvette felt like she had stepped into a fantasy—one she never wanted to end. Tonight, she would have what she had dreamed about, even if it was only for tonight.
She could only nod in the affirmative, her mouth dry at the thought of what was about to happen. Two Doms—not one, but two—and they wanted her. She had been on the island for three months and not one Dom had taken an interest. She had been passed over by others who had expressed interest, only to turn a blind eye her way. And now she had two! Maybe her imaginary fairy godmother had finally granted her wish with reparations for her long-standing drought.
Shep and Deke wasted little time as they led her over to the nearest vacant alcove which housed a padded dungeon horse. Yvette’s belly knotted in anticipation.
“As delectable as we find the outfit, kitten, off with it,” Deke commanded, running his fingers over her arms.
“Yes, Sir,” she replied, not wanting to disappoint them in any way and make them change their minds. With her fingers trembling, she unzipped her halter top and her boobs spilled out.
Shep and Deke groaned, nearly in unison. If she wasn’t so nervous, she would have smiled.
“Christ, kitten, your tits are incredible,” Shep said, and cupped them like he was hypnotized by them. He ran his thumbs over her nipples, the pink points puckering at his deft touch. He circled her peaks, abrading them with his thumbs. She mewled as pleasure pinged through her veins.
Deke undid her skirt and the silky material fluttered down her legs, leaving her in only her panties and stockings. Desire laced Deke’s deep bass voice as he said, “You look good enough to eat, kitten, and I plan on doing just that.”
She moaned at his words; they were turning her on just as much as his touch. She worried that she would rocket off the planet into orgasm before she had the opportunity to experience everything these two Doms had to offer. Yvette wanted it all, wanted to imbibe and overindulge in fleshy delights with them, to hell with the consequences.
Deke’s hand slid beneath her thong until his fingers grazed the sensitive flesh of her pussy. Delving between her folds, he hissed in her ear, “You’re dripping. I’m going to taste all your cream.”
She mewled helplessly. They were making her mindless, turning her body into their own personal playground, and the session had barely begun. Her knees trembled.
“As much as we love the garter and hose, we need you out of everything,” Shep ordered. And then Deke’s fingers withdrew from her damp folds. He licked his fingers, which were coated with her essence, and then he helped her strip out of her garters and hose. After that, he drew her thong down over her bottom—with his teeth—all while Shep massaged and kneaded her breasts.
Once she was nude, Shep released her boobs and scooped her up into his arms like she weighed next to nothing. He tenderly laid her on the horse, and the black leather was cool against her back. Then both Doms set about fastening her restraints. They positioned her body so that her head had little support and could be moved just the way they wanted it. Her belly clenched. In this position, her mouth was at just the right height to give either Dom a blow job. She licked her lips at the thought.
It had been so long since she had been touched that she wanted it all, everything they could give her. She wanted the full cornucopia of their dominance. They might not want another scene with her after tonight. Some Doms enjoyed the thrill of bending a new to them submissive for the night and once the submissive surrendered, they were done.
It had happened to her in too many instances to count, and the myriad disappointments, combined with her social ineptitude, had led her to develop a bit of a complex. Shep rolled one of her nipples, and the arc of lightning shooting through her body and exploding in a pleasure rain of showers in her core brought her back to the present. His blue eyes were hooded with desire but he apparently missed nothing of her response. Yvette shoved her past experiences into the furthest recesses of her mind. Now was not the time to dwell on the past, but on the pleasurable bounty to be had with two gorgeous Doms who were already making her toes curl.
Deke positioned her thighs so that they were bent at the knee and spread wide like a frog’s, putting a leather strap around each one. Her ankles were cuffed and attached on either side of the horse. And her arms were placed at her sides, the cuffs attached to the same loop as her ankles. It left her no room to maneuver.
“Now, kitten, what’s your safeword?” Deke asked as he tested the restraints.
“It’s pearl, Sirs.”
That brought a smile to his wickedly handsome face. “Appropriate. Tonight’s about pleasure and getting to know each other. We’ll try paddling your fantastic ass another time. But for tonight, just surrender to us, and we will take care of you.”
She nodded. “Yes, Sirs.” Skitters of anticipation raced along her nerve endings.
Then Shep added, “One more thing, kitten, you are not to come until we permit it.”
She groaned. She was already so near to climax from the simplest of touches. Would she even survive their loving?
“I’ll try, Sirs, I promise, but it’s been a while,” she admitted, feeling ashamed of herself, of the fact that no one had wanted her.
Shep gripped her chin, forcing her to look at him. He asked, “How long?”
“Two years,” she admitted, her voice hitching as Deke caressed her thighs.
“Get the fuck out, really?” Shep asked, surprise filling his gaze as he studied her intently.
She couldn’t shrug like she wanted to so instead admitted her shame and said, “Yes, Sir.”
The two Doms exchanged a quick glance and apparently had a nonverbal conversation in under a minute. Then Deke murmured, “Well, kitten, we’ll give you the first one as a pass, because with what we have planned, you need that initial one.”
Deke’s face didn’t descend but dove between her spread thighs. He latched his mouth onto her pussy like a general assaulting a beach. It was what she would have expected from Shep, not Deke, but she didn’t mind the role reversal one iota. Deke wasted no time, plundering her depths, ruthlessly stroking her. Desire flooded her veins. Shep stood beside her, his fingers plucking at her nipples as Deke bit down on her clit.
Her body shook as desire ratcheted up, increasing with every thrust of Deke’s tongue inside her quivering channel. Her body spiraled higher and she felt the first tremors of her climax invade her body as desire overrode her senses.
“Sirs?” she wailed. Her nipples stabbed toward the ceiling with Shep still plucking at them, massaging the mounds around the taut nipples. Moisture dripped from her pussy, and Deke lapped at her folds, slurping at her cream like a cat.
“Come for us, kitten, our gift to you,” Shep commanded, gripping her nipples, pinching them so hard it was almost painful. But her body transmuted the pain into ecstasy.
At his request, she let go as waves of rapture slashed her system.
Her eyes went wide as her climax rumbled through her body, striking like lightning, and she moaned, “Oh, Sirs.”
Her pussy spasmed and clenched around Deke’s tongue as he thrust it inside her. She trembled and her body strained as she rode the waves. She would have thrust her hips if she wasn’t restrained. She needed more, needed to be filled, yearned to feel their cocks in her pussy, in her mouth, and in her naughty, forbidden ass.
Shep chuckled at her response, with a sinful glint in his eyes. “That’s just the beginning, kitten. Now, back to our original request. No coming unless we allow it. If you do, you will be punished.”
She nodded her understanding, biting her lower lip to stop the moan.
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p; “Christ, I think someone likes being punished,” Deke said, removing his mouth from her pussy as he stood between her thighs, his chin damp with her cream. “From the way your sweet pussy clenched around my tongue, mmm, mmm, mmm. I will punish you at some point, kitten, or I will have Shep do it so I can taste more of you.”
The image he painted was carnal and drove her desire higher. She wanted it, wanted to be spanked while Deke ate her pussy.
Then Deke moved away from between her thighs so that she had one man on either side of her; Deke to her left, and Shep on her right. Deke leaned forward until his mouth hovered an inch above hers.
“Taste your sweet honey on my lips,” he ordered.
She lifted her head, then traced her tongue over his lips. They were silky smooth, and her essence mixed with his woodsy, coconut flavor was delicious. She caressed the edges of his lips, running her tongue over his chin and licking his face clean. It was his turn to groan and he claimed her lips in a sensual dance of tongues. A mouth—Shep’s firm, demanding mouth—closed around her right nipple and sucked the bud inside.
She moaned into Deke’s embrace.
Shep’s caress was similar to his kiss. He stormed her defenses, demanding a response from her nipple. He lashed it with his tongue, bit down until it swelled, and suckled her like he wanted to pull her inside himself.
Deke’s kiss made her head swim. He was seducing her, making her crave more. He sucked her lower lip into his mouth and she moaned. She didn’t want the kisses to end. Yvette had been untouched for so long, not getting satisfaction from anything that wasn’t battery operated, that the combination of the two men was nearly sensory overload. She was surprised her body hadn’t gone up in flames already.
Then Deke’s mouth left hers and she growled in frustration. He flashed her a sexy smile, like he knew the effect his kiss had had on her and was pleased as punch about it. And then her mouth dropped open on a throaty moan. Deke took her other nipple into his mouth. The twin sensations drove her passion higher. Her cream dripped as her pussy throbbed in anticipation. Were they both going to screw her? At the same time?
While they paid homage to her boobs, each man stroked a hand down over her abdomen to her sex. She couldn’t stop the moan as her head fell back. Their fingers caressed her labia; one man circled her clitoris, stroking beneath her hood and teasing the tiny nub, making it swell at his touch. Then the other—from the thicker callouses, she thought it was Deke—pressed two fingers into her channel and thrust.
They teased her, catapulting her body up a steep incline of passion. She held on, trying to do as they commanded and keep herself from coming. But she wasn’t a saint. And she knew it was just their hands, but holy hell, did they have talented fingers. Deke’s digits were thick, stretching her pussy as he thrust his fingers in lazy strokes meant to drive her insane.
Shep was the opposite, his hard flicks against her clitoris were fast and driven, with purpose behind them. And all the while, their mouths feasted on her breasts. Her nipples ached. Every tug of their teeth against the abused buds sent a lash of fire coursing through her body directly to her pussy.
Then Shep released her nipple and repositioned himself between her thighs. Her belly quivered. Deke withdrew his fingers from her sheath as Shep bent between her legs. At the first lash of his tongue against her clit, she moaned. Then Shep’s mouth nearly inhaled her pussy. He latched his lips around her as he thrust his tongue inside her, then sucked at her hole.
She felt his fingers probe her back channel, teasing her rosette as he plunged his tongue and thrust it inside her weeping pussy. He coated his fingers with her wetness, using it as a lubricant as he pressed a finger against her rear, working his way inside her ass.
Her body shook as she tried to hold herself together. But she could feel her climax bearing down upon her.
Then Deke released her breast with a popping sound and said, “You need something to keep that mouth of yours busy and I have just the thing.”
He stood and walked around to where her head was positioned. Then he drew her head back so that she was looking at the world upside-down. She watched as Deke undid the leather stays of his pants. His thick erection spilled forth, waving before her eyes. The ruddy head was smooth and stout, the crown seeping drops of pearly pre-cum, and she licked her lips.
“That’s it, kitten, open up.” Deke gripped his shaft in one hand, guiding it between her lips.
She moaned around his length as he penetrated her mouth. He tasted salty, with a hint of sweetness. She lapped at his head, caressing it, learning its shape with her tongue. He held the back of her head and rocked his hips, thrusting, and withdrawing from her.
Her body was on a delicious precipice, her pleasure so intense that her body trembled and quaked. She didn’t want the earth-shattering hedonism to end. Who knew that having two men, two Doms, who knew without a doubt how to bring a woman satisfaction, could be so life altering? Being the sole focus of their ravenous attentions was more than she could have ever dreamed.
Her ass clasped at Shep’s fingers, which were sawing in and out of her with ease. Her pussy quivered, trying to draw his plunging tongue deeper. She needed more, she craved to feel his cock in her pussy, in her ass. She was so turned on but as they had promised, they were not letting her climax; drawing out her passion and torturing her with carnal indulgences.
It was the most delicious experience of her life. And she never wanted it to end.
Deke’s thrusts increased, his cock hitting the back of her throat as his passion rose. His hands left her head as he changed the angle so he could lunge deeper. He gripped her boobs, pinching the swollen nipples with his fingers. He lengthened inside her mouth, his cock swelling.
“Drink me down, kitten,” Deke growled, and thrust, his cock thudding in her mouth. Hot streams of semen poured into her throat and she did as he commanded.
“Ah,” Deke roared, groaning as he wildly rammed his shaft between her lips as he rode the abundant thrill of his climax.
She moaned around him, enjoying his salty flavor as he softened. Only once his passion was spent did Deke withdraw from her mouth. Then he leaned down and kissed her ardently.
“I can’t wait to sink into your pretty pussy, but we’ll let Shep do that while I recover a bit,” Deke murmured, helping her prop her head up and rest her neck muscles.
Shep withdrew his fingers from her ass and his mouth from her pussy, and stood. His chin glistened with her juices. “Kitten, your cream tastes like heaven,” he murmured. “But my cock is weeping to feel your cunt.”
She moaned at his naughty words.
“And this tight little ass of yours, Christ, I can’t wait for it.” Shep sheathed his large cock with a condom, then fit the crown at the entrance to her pussy. “Look at me kitten,” he growled the command.
She lifted her heavy gaze to his and then he thrust his hips, plunging until he was seated to the hilt, his heavy sac pressed against her ass. Yvette moaned at the feel of him embedded in her clasping heat. Shep gritted his teeth as he began to move, sliding his cock deep until his crest touched the entrance to her womb. Deke supported her head, letting her watch as Shep moved, driving his hips and thrusting his member inside her greedy channel. He stretched her unused tissues, scraping against every nerve ending as he filled her with his cock.
He wasn’t gentle or slow in his approach. Shep overwhelmed her, battering her pussy with hard, fast strokes that made her keen. She was mindless as he pounded, moaning and whimpering in the back of her throat. Her body walked on a razor’s edge of exquisite pleasure and sharp agony.
Yvette begged, “Please, Sirs, please let me come, please.”
With a hungry glance, Shep said, “Come, kitten, let me feel your cunt grip my dick even tighter.”
And then he stroked a thumb over her clit and thrust so hard she saw stars as her body obeyed and she let go.
“Oh, Sirs,” she wailed. Her sheath quaked and grasped at his shaft as he plunged. He wit
hdrew with her body still trembling around him.
Then he fit the crown of his cock at the entrance to her back channel. He thrust, pushing past her tight ring of muscle with a hiss. She breathed deeply, trying to relax around his thick length. Then Deke left where he’d been standing at her head and shoulders and moved to her side. He bent forward so his tongue could flick against her engorged clitoris while Shep worked his shaft into her ass.
Her head fell back at the delicious waves of pleasure suffusing her. Deke’s sinful ministrations helped her body unwind and relax so that Shep’s cock was able to slide all the way into her ass. His penetration burned, walking the fine line between pleasure and pain. It had been so long since she had had a man in her back channel, and never one as big as Shep.
Her mouth fell open on a series of moans as Shep canted his hips and thrust into her rear while Deke lapped at her clit. Pleasure arced and built, and she couldn’t stop the mewls erupting in the back of her throat.
Deke released her swollen nub, and growled to Shep, “Switch.”
She whimpered as Shep withdrew from her ass. She felt empty, craving completion and yearning to feel the smooth glide of their cocks.
Deke moved between her legs, holding a black butt plug. It was coated with lube and he fit it against her rear, pushing it inside. It wasn’t as wide as Shep’s cock, but when Deke turned the vibrating motor on, that didn’t matter. Then Deke fit his cock at the entrance to her pussy, and he thrust. She was so tight with the plug in her ass, it made her sheath snugger and constrict around Deke’s shaft as he furrowed inside her until he hit the lip of her womb.
Then Deke stilled.
Shep moved her head. “Kitten, you’re going to have both of us inside you now, use your safeword if you need it.”
Her first experience with double penetration and she was on cloud nine. She groaned, “Yes, Sirs.”
Then Shep’s crown rubbed against her lips. “Take me inside, kitten, and then I can say I fucked each one of your holes.”
She complied, yearning to taste him. Deke waited until Shep had thrust his cock all the way inside her mouth, then they established a rhythm. Deke withdrew as Shep thrust, and they went back and forth like a tennis match. Yvette was on another planet. She was awash in pleasure so intense, she had no idea where each man ended and she began.