DanielsSurrender

by Sierra

  “Damn, they’re real.” Daniel felt his cock stir to life even more. “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen real tits.” His hand moved down his stomach, absently rubbing back and forth. The familiar ache between his thighs felt fucking wonderful.

  Matt palmed her nipples, rolling his hands over and around. He was putting on a great show for Daniel, and they all knew it. Shannon’s head lolled to the side in pleasure.

  “Shannon, take off your pants and panties and go sit on the desk.” Daniel kept his voice as neutral as possible. “Matt, unzip me and get my dick out, then go kneel between her legs.”

  The younger man came forward as Shannon shed her remaining clothes, his eyes gleaming with wicked delight as he dropped to his knees and pulled Daniel’s zipper down. He reached in and grasped Daniel’s cock in a firm, stroking grip. Before he could begin to work the pounding flesh, Daniel shook his head. “Just pull it out, Matt. Then go to her.” Matthew complied. Pulling Daniel’s dick out with a last, lingering look, he moved to Shannon and knelt between her legs.

  Daniel moved the chair closer, out of reach for Matt and Shannon but close enough for him to see everything.

  “Open her up, Matty. I want to see how wet she is.” Matthew’s long fingers gently pulled her lower lips apart, revealing glistening pink skin.

  “Taste her.” Daniel’s voice grew breathy as the blood pounded in his shaft. Grasping himself, he lazily moved his hand up and down, concentrating on the head of his cock. Catching a bead of pre-cum on one finger, he rubbed it into his skin.

  “Lie back on your elbows, angel, and put each foot on the desk.” The position opened her up fully to Matt and Daniel’s view.

  Daniel savored the sight for a moment, then said, “Okay, Matty, make her come.”

  Shannon’s moan caught in her throat as Matt’s tongue expertly claimed her wet pussy. Daniel stared straight at her, watching her face, her breasts. He watched as Matt sent her to a place she’d never been.

  This was incredible. The only thing she could think would top it was if Daniel was in her mouth right now.

  Matthew was a magician with his mouth, first nibbling at her outer lips and then, when she arched into him, running his tongue in sweeping strokes along her inner folds. Shannon reached back over her head with one arm, grasping the edge of the desk and turning her face into her upper arm as she shuddered under Matthew’s gentle assault. She tangled her other hand in Matthew’s hair, pulling it free of the band that kept it confined at the nape of his neck.

  Matthew pumped his tongue, long and muscular, into her vaginal opening, sending shards of pleasure crashing through her. Her fingers clenched, and she arched into the stroke. She had no sense of self-consciousness. She was all sensation. All instinct. She moaned, humping his face and pulling him deeper still.

  “She needs to come, Matty.” Daniel’s voice sliced through her like heat lightning. “Give her what she needs.”

  Matthew slid two thick fingers deep into her grasping sheath. Slowly he scissored them back and forth before setting a deep, twisting rhythm. Her head fell back and her back arched, and just when she thought she would implode, Matthew locked his mouth over her clit, and instead she exploded in a million tiny sparks with a flood of honey Matthew eagerly lapped up.

  She lay there panting as Matthew ran his tongue over her still-twitching sex in firm, gentling strokes. She’d almost regained her breath and her mind when Daniel spoke again.

  “Enough. Now it’s Matt’s turn.” Matthew helped Shannon to her feet, but when he went to take her place, Daniel laughed.

  “Not over there, my friend. Shannon, come here. I want you between my legs facing Matthew.”

  A smile slid across Daniel’s face as Shannon swayed over to him. She was sassy and Daniel loved it. She knelt with her back to him as Matt moved in front of her. She reached up and freed him from his blue trousers, pulling them and his underwear off in one fell swoop. Daniel sat forward, bumping his cock into Shannon’s back. He placed one hand in the back of her hair. Tugging gently, he whispered, “Make my boy come for me and I will give you more pleasure than you ever imagined possible, angel.”

  Chapter Nine

  Matthew reached out to stroke one finger over Shannon’s red, swollen lips. “It won’t take much, sweetheart,” he warned her.

  Daniel grasped Matt’s wandering hand and corrected him. “You do not come until I give you permission to. Understand?” He watched Matt’s eyes glaze as the younger man nodded his agreement.

  Leaning back, Daniel grasped his own cock and whispered instructions in Shannon’s ear. “Touch him, angel. Look how big he is. How hard. He needs you to pet him.” Shannon did as she was told, stroking along the thick shaft of Matthew’s cock.

  “Lick at the head.” Daniel’s voice was a wicked whisper. “Lick up that little drop on the end.” She could feel Daniel’s hand working on himself against her back, and the fire Matthew had so recently extinguished in her began a slow burn.

  Lowering her head, Shannon sipped the very tip of Matthew’s erection between her lips. Letting her tongue dance over the satiny surface, she lapped at the drop of pre-cum poised at the tip and murmured soft sounds against the shaft, knowing they’d vibrate straight through to his balls.

  “Rub his cock over your nipples, angel.” Daniel’s hand was working faster, and Matthew was looking frantic and wild-eyed. His hands were fisted at his sides, and his thighs vibrated with tension.

  Shannon took Matthew’s cock in both hands, giving him a series of slow, hand-over-hand strokes that left him moaning and jerking into her touch. Then she took his cock and swirled the head over her nipples, painting them with the drops of sticky pre-cum dribbling from him.

  “Look how hard he is,” Daniel spoke with the devil’s own voice behind her. Every word tightened the spring of her desire. And with every word she felt Matthew burn hotter. Shannon realized that for this moment she was the conduit. She was the way in which Daniel could touch Matthew. And for Matthew listening to Daniel’s words, it was almost as if Daniel performed each action himself. The idea she could bring such pleasure to both men sent her own arousal flaring.

  Capturing Matthew’s cock in the deep valley between her breasts, Shannon tucked her chin and sucked the purpled head into her mouth. Matt’s jerk of response started a fast rhythm that had him thrusting between her breasts, while she caught at his tip for a deep suck at the top of each stroke. Matthew moaned with the first stroke, and by the sixth he was chanting incoherently.

  “Shit, shit, shit, fuck, Shannon…”

  “Suck him now, angel. He needs you to suck him deep.” Matthew’s hips jerked at Daniel’s words, and Shannon dropped her head to take Matthew as deeply into her mouth as she could.

  The first thrust went deeper than she’d expected, and she gagged a little bit. Daniel reached around her and fisted the base of Matthew’s shaft.

  “Here, angel,” he rasped, “try again.”

  Protected now from the uncontrolled depth of Matthew’s thrusts, Shannon focused on the taste and feel of Matthew’s beautiful cock. With each up stroke, she sucked hard, playing her tongue on the sensitive spot right below his cock head. With each down stroke, she sucked him a tiny bit farther into her throat, tickling Daniel’s fingers with her tongue.

  Daniel was stroking his own cock as Shannon moaned around Matt’s dick, her generous mouth taking him in until it hit Daniel’s fisted fingers. Matt pumped between her full lips and the sight of Daniel jacking off, coupled with the wicked lash of her tongue on his shaft, was turning Matt into a raving mad man. His back tensed as he prepared to shoot his load.

  “Now, Matty!” The words sounded wrenched from Daniel’s throat, dragged through gravel. Matt threw his head back and surged into Shannon’s mouth, shuddering as the orgasm rushed through him. Shannon drank down every creamy drop, and it seemed that the sight sent Daniel over the edge as well. If Matt had had the breath for it, he’d have laughed at the sight of Daniel’s cum spa
ttering up onto his silk shirt.

  Fuck him if he didn’t agree an orgasm like that had been worth ruining it.

  Daniel stood, putting himself back together, buttoning his jacket to disguise his soiled shirt. Matt forced himself to do the same, helping a flushed and sated Shannon to her feet and gently wrapping her back in her clothing.

  Daniel looked on, a possessive, pensive expression on his face, and Matt realized they had won. Daniel was going to give them every little thing they’d been begging for.

  Daniel grabbed Matthew by the back of the neck, pulling him close. “My house. Tonight. Eight o’clock.”

  Turning to Shannon, he pressed a soft kiss to her swollen lips. “Are you ready for this, angel? Ready for us?” Shannon nodded, her face lit so bright it almost hurt to look at her. Turning, Daniel kissed Matt. It was harder than the one he’d shared with Shannon, and threatened to send a fresh surge of blood to Matt’s exhausted cock.

  “You will each receive gifts and instructions from me. Follow them.” Releasing them both, Daniel moved to the door, unlocking it. As he stepped into the hall, Meredith stepped into the office.

  She stopped at the door as her eyes turned from Shannon to Matt, then over her shoulder to the retreating form of Daniel. Then back to Matt.

  “You have got to be kidding me.” She raised her eyes to the sky. “It never ends.”

  Turning right back around, she walked out the door. Matt heard her mutter a few words about something in the drinking water before her voice faded in the distance.

  * * * * *

  Matthew was waiting at the door of his condo, damp and glistening. He deliberately posed himself. The towel wrapped around his hips hung low, exposing the happy-trail of silken hair below his navel. He wondered what instructions Shannon had received for preparing him for Daniel.

  He could hardly wait to begin preparing her.

  She arrived, flushed, hair damp, wearing a floaty dress of melon-colored gauze. He could tell her breasts were loose, and knew she’d followed Daniel’s instructions commanding them to wear no underwear.

  He couldn’t resist pulling her into his arms for a tender hug before beginning the ritual that would ready her, ready them both, for Daniel’s possession. God knew it might be the last tenderness either would experience tonight.

  Releasing her, he gestured into his apartment. “Ready to get started?” He heard the smoky arousal in his voice and wondered how the hell he would hold out through whatever Daniel had planned for them.

  She nodded, silent and wide-eyed, and he led her to the bathroom where he’d spread thick towels over the floor, creating a soft pallet. Next he pulled her dress over her head to reveal her smooth golden body and helped her recline on the floor.

  Smiling wickedly, he turned to the counter and glanced at the note containing his instructions.

  Ladies first. Daniel was no gentleman, but he knew how to turn the screws until the tension was unbearable. I want her pussy bare. Use the depilatory on her. Be sure not to miss an inch. Matthew loved the idea of Shannon’s pussy bare. Being able to see each sweet, plump fold would be a pleasure beyond imagination. Matthew dropped eagerly to his knees beside her. Reaching out, he gently spread her knees, stopping to press kisses up the length of her inner thighs before opening the jar he’d set on the counter. The thick cream inside smelled of mint with a faint sharp undertone. Scooping a generous dollop on two fingers, Matthew began to paint a thick coating over her mons, the grooves where her thighs met her groin, all the way down to the dark crevasse between her buttocks.

  Shannon shifted restlessly, and Matthew hushed her, whispering, “Shh. We have to wait now. The note says fifteen minutes.” That wasn’t all the note said.

  You’ll have to wait. Don’t leave her neglected. Suck those pretty pink nipples until they’re long and hard. That command was no hardship, and Matthew was happy to comply. Sucking, first gently and then with more pressure, he watched as she began to writhe on the floor. DO NOT let her come. If either of you orgasm, I will know. And I will punish you. Okay, that direction was a little more difficult.

  “God,” she whimpered breathlessly, “it tingles.” Her hips pumped against air, and she clutched at Matthew’s hair.

  Rising to his knees again, Matt retrieved the steaming cloth he’d left waiting in the sink. Tenderly he wiped the thick cream from between Shannon’s legs, leaving her pussy bare. Again and again he rinsed the cloth, returning to her mound until she was washed entirely clean. The sight of her plump folds, flushed bright red and glazed with her own cream, brought his dick to new levels of aching arousal.

  Just look at her, the note commanded. Matthew couldn’t look away. Her labia, pink and crimson, bloomed open like an exotic flower. She’s so beautiful, all bare and open for our mouths. Lick her. Taste how sweet her pussy is. More than willing, Matthew lowered his head to the slick treasure between Shannon’s legs. Drawing his tongue from her clenching anus to her swelling clit, he savored the taste of her honey. Shannon moaned and convulsed around his exploring tongue. Her fingers knotted in his damp hair, and she clutched him closer to her weeping pussy. Matthew let loose a moan of his own. Burying his tongue in her willing body was paradise beyond any he’d ever experienced.

  Now, Matthew could swear he almost heard Daniel’s voice directing him and he followed it to the letter, when she’s almost ready to come, turn her over. Look at her ass. She’s like a ripe, juicy peach. Open her up. Look how tiny she is. How untouched. Prepare her, Matthew. Make her ready to take us. Take the lube. Stroke it inside of her. Matt popped the top on the tube of lubricant and began slowly working it inside her resisting rear entrance. With each probing stroke, her hole relaxed, becoming soft and slippery.

  She’s almost ready. Hell, so was Matt! Take the plug. Work it into her sweet little asshole. Remember to go slow. Wait until she grasps it, let her pull it in. You don’t want to hurt her. Matthew savored Shannon’s low wail as he slowly eased the plug into her inviting ass. Clawing the floor, she rose to her knees, crawling away to escape the dark pleasure. Matthew wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her back into his body.

  As he pressed the lube-slicked tip of the plug to her flexing hole, Shannon lifted her ass into the stroke. “Just breathe,” he whispered, “just breathe through it, and push out.” Just as Daniel had said, the slower he went, the more Shannon took, until her anus relaxed completely, seeming to suck the plug inside so the flared base lodged in the nerve-rich ring of her opening.

  Okay, Matty. Daniel’s bold scrawl filled Matthew with an anticipation so deep it was almost fear. Now it’s your turn.

  Shannon lay panting. The need for orgasm was a living thing clawing at her womb. The depilatory cream had contained some sort of stimulant, the minty scent preceding a tingle from clit to anus. She could only imagine what it would do to Matt.

  That happy thought finally raised her to her knees.

  Gesturing Matthew to his feet, Shannon took her time preparing her tools, dragging out the tension and anticipation until his cock twitched. After dropping her dress back over her head, she ran the hot water until it steamed then put a fresh cloth to soak. Finally, she knelt at his feet.

  Gently Shannon began to paint Matthew with the depilatory. She wasn’t sure exactly where to begin, so she started with a soft circle around his navel, coating the whorl of dark hair swirling there. Matt squirmed restlessly, and she wondered if he was responding to her touch or the beginning tingle of the depilatory.

  Somewhat regretfully, she finger-painted a line down the trail of silky hair that seemed to direct the eye, rather like an arrow, to Matthew’s straining cock. His squirming was more pronounced now, and Shannon couldn’t suppress a sly smile when she considered how sensitive her lower abdomen was. Matthew must be about ready to jump out of his skin.

  When she reached down with her free hand to cup his balls, Matthew grabbed her wrist.

  “Can I come?” His voice was a gratifying croak, and Shannon met his eyes befor
e slowly shaking her head. “Then you need to give me a minute. I’m too close.”

  Taking pity on him, she rested her cheek on his thigh and stroked soothingly along his legs. She kneaded the knotted muscles along his calves and the backs of his thighs until some of the tension there seemed to drain out of him.

  “Break’s over,” she murmured and began to paint the sensitive skin behind his scrotum with the minty cream.

  All of the tension she’d so carefully soothed seemed to shoot back into his limbs instantly as she happily coated his balls and inner thighs with the depilatory. His legs were literally vibrating when she slipped around behind him to slide creamy fingers between his butt cheeks, drawing a long, low moan from deep in his chest. Task completed, Shannon took a moment to survey her work before giving a nod of satisfaction.

  “Okay, Matty.” He shuddered at the sensations. Or at her use of Daniel’s nickname for him. “We’ve got fifteen minutes.” She gave him an evil grin. “However shall I fill the time?”

  Carefully keeping her lower body away from his, she kissed him slow and deep. Licking into his mouth, she stroked her tongue over his before luring it into her own. Once he was her willing prisoner, she sucked delicately, and then with more power, until he was gasping into her mouth, his hands clenched on her shoulders.

  He gave a noise suspiciously like a whimper when she drew away from his lips and arrowed in on his nipples. The chocolaty disks were already beaded, the points sharp and yearning, all but begging to be nipped and sucked. Shannon was happy to give in to their demand.

  He was so sensitized now she knew he needed more than a light touch. With her tongue she raked over the rigid flesh, reveling in his growl, before taking one tiny tip between her teeth and gently worrying it. He jerked against her, burying his hands in her hair and pulling her closer.

  “Uh, uh, uh…” she chided.