Unto the breech

Shadows
and silhouettes shield your beauty from my eyes. Light leaks from an
uncovered window behind you, the glare preventing me from seeing
clearly. I know you’re nude and I know you’re bound and I know for as
long as I desire, you’re mine.

I
approach and you call my name softly, asking if I’m there. For your
vision too is impaired. and I lean to year ear and breathe your name
softly and tell you, I’m here. then a taste of your lobe and and then
your neck, deep open mouth kisses to feel the warmth of your neck and
taste the traces of your fragrances, mingling with the sultry saltiness
of your skin.

Laying
back, you spread your legs. I lift your arms and hook your bound wrists
above your head. My mouth finds your breast. One then the other. Deeply
kissing, sucking on you, prompting you to arch yourself to my mouth and
feed me your luscious breasts. I hear your moans, your cries, my sighs
dance on the air and your yearning as it drips from your open lips.

my
eyes closed as I taste and lick and flick, lost in my desire,
surrendered to my own need to worship your body and satisfy our
cravings. You undulate, and writhe beneath my lips, my hands running
down to your hips and then your thighs and swiftly, urgently between
them. you part them, eager for the touch, the motion of fingers as they
dance along your wet and waiting lips

your
hips swivel as my fingers trace along your slit, the moisture soaking
my digits, slickening them, as I caress and rub, one slips in and you
moan. and then another and deeply they together plunge, feeling you
contract and squeeze them as they dive inside you.

my
kisses spread lower now, to your abdomen, tracing your navel with my
tongue and deeply caressing your stomach with my mouth and tongue. then
flaring out to your hips and then your thighs, left and right, right and
left, fingers still slipping in and out and rubbing your clit with my
thumb. Your need infuses your every moan but I continue to torment you
and make you wait, unable to guide me with your hands, unable to see my
mouth and know just when you’re going to get tongued

my
mouth perches above your clit, tip swollen, aching to be licked, scent
beckoning me to taste and lick and suckle your nub of perfect flesh and
worship it. My eyes look up your body, seeing you bite your lower lips
and the erotic lewdness of your fully erect nipples. and then a lick

and you gasp

and
another and another and another. swift strokes with just the tip of my
tongue brushing your clit and tasting you. feeling you thrash your hips
and grind towards my face, wanting to feel more of my hungry mouth on
your body. and then it stops

a plaintive whimper

and still nothing

fingers on the edge of your slit

and
then the licks and thrusts resume and so do your moans and your cries
and the air swirls with the smell of your passion and the sound of your
want.

until i pause again and repeat the pattern, pulling you to the edge and then easing off, closer and then nothing

I
shift, struggling to not disturb the bed on which you recline, so that
surprise still favors me, and then you smell yourself, on my fingers as I
offer them to you to lick, exhorting you to taste you need. as you
tentatively draw my finger into your mouth, you feel my head split your
lips and dip past your slit. and when you fully accept my fingers into
your mouth so too you feel my cock deeply within you

my
hips flex with purpose, swiftly pulling back and plunging in. My body
tensing with each subsequent movement. feeling your breathing, shallow,
and ragged and on the edge as I continue. my mouth finds your neck,
kissing deeply, suckling you as I near my own edge and blowing past it,
feeling you spasm, hearing you cry as my own pleasure erupts.

moments later only deep satisfied breaths remain.

darkness

my hands gently bound.

i’m pushed back onto a
downy comforter. the hands that pushed, soft, warm and feminine. i smell her fragrance. it is familiar, yet foreign, like the transfer of
perfume when two ladies kiss deeply and their bodies collide.

she unties my hands from each other but then i’m bound to the bed posts.
scissors cut through my shorts, exposing me fully.  her nails drag across my chest, tearing lightly

then comes her voice. sultry, silky and seductive in my ear. a gasp tumbles from my lips as she describes what i am to do and what is to be done to
me. she reaches down, gripping my rapidly swelling erection as my mind digests what is to come. a few teasing strokes and then i am alone

darkness.

my heart pounding in my chest. my mind races with anticipation, waiting for it to begin.

my wait is not long as i feel her climb atop my head and lower herself to my mouth. her lips are swollen and hairless and as instructed i extend my tongue so that she may use it. i taste the sweet nectar of her excitement as she flexes her hips and drags her slit along my tongue

i lay motionless. her juices running down my face as her moans increase and grow louder. she calls me a slut and a whore and she uses my tongue like a toy, like her toy.
then i feel the second

she straddles my hips and grips my shaft. fighting the urge to buck up my hips and slip inside her with a swift smooth thrust, i lay still and
feel her lube my head with her pussy as the first begins to rub her clit on my tongue, moving and grinding her hips with increasing fervor

her playmate is sliding down, feeling my fullness inside her. i’ve been instructed that i cannot cum. not without permission. the first girl’s
moans are louder still. she’s imploring her playmate to fuck that cock. to fuck my cock. i feel them lean and reach to touch each other as they use me

she slides her clit along my tongue so the tip slips between her lips and I feel her spasm as her gasp escape her mouth. louder still as she
climaxes. i feel her playmate begin to rub her own clit as she rides.

then the first leans over further and the second moans and I feel her
hot breath so near me. the second moans, and begs to be licks as she
fucks me and i feel my own balls boiling as she bounces faster and faster.

her playmate scoots down onto my chest, streaking me with her drenched pussy. I hear the second demand that she kiss her tits. the first
giggles and i hear the second moaning loud as sucking noises waft down to my uncovered ears

then she clenches. and spasms. i feel her milking my cock as she cums. loud, guttural moans fill my ears.

the two linger astride me, my cock still engorged and embedded in the second girl. she lifts her self off and i whimper as i am deprived of
her tightness around my aching cock. as the first slides off me she tells me fucktoys are meant to make girls cum and not be heard.

i hear them both and feel their presence sill in the room, but i cannot make out what they are doing or where they are. i lay still as still as i can with the ache i feel. my cock pulses, twitches and throbs. i feel a kiss and then another on the tip of my cock. then a tongue dances around the tip, grazing it. i moan eagerly
the first again, “I said, shut up, slut”

i hold my tongue and stifle my moans as the licks and kisses resume.  my head enters the mouth of one of the girls. she suckles me and i feel myself near to trembling as the pleasure threatens to overwhelm me. the first teases me as the second sucks me off. “feels good, doesn’t it?”

my cock buried down the other’s throat

“answer me.”

now she’s teasing my head

“yesss”

escaping as a moan as i pop out of the second’s mouth as she grips my shaft and roughly tongues my head

“yes, what?”

she’s tonguing faster

“yes, mistress”

feeling so close as her tongue slobbers my head

“I bet you want to cum”

like you wouldn’t believe, i think.

“yes, mistress”

as the second licks my head with renewed ferocity i feel my balls being stroked by the first’s tongue. And then into her mouth she takes one and strain to contain my gasp. as the two suckle and lick me to the brink i feel another presence. by my ear, the very first voice i heard. she whispers describing each of the girls. young, fit, sexual ladies and that she knows i cannot hold back much longer. she asks me to beg her permission to climax and i softly whisper back that only if i have served them well should i be allowed to cum. she responds not with
words, but by kissing my mouth. i feel the electricity of three mouths on me, kissing, licking, sucking me and i cannot hold back.