Page 8 of The Darkest Hour

My cock throbbed.

The sight of her kneeling before me was thoroughly intoxicating.

She looked up, and her eyes sparkled with a silent question.

I nodded, granting her unspoken request.

Then, she reached forward to grasp my cock, her fingers curling snugly around my stiff length. Slowly, she brought her mouth to the pulsing tip and sucked in my cock slowly.

A groan ripped from my throat.

But, due to my size, she was only able to get it halfway in.

I gripped the back of her head. “Deeper.”

She hesitated for a moment, her eyes widening slightly at the command. But then she took a breath and pushed herself to go further, her lips stretching around my thick girth.

She got it in a few more inches before choking up saliva and pulling her head back.

I grinned. “Deeper.”

She squinted her eyes, bobbed her head forward once again, this time allowing her throat to open up more.

“Yes.” I licked my lips. “That’s how you suck me off.”

Her muffled groan vibrated around me as she took my length even deeper into her mouth. “Good girl.”

On the bed, the bound woman’s moans turned into cries of pleasure, the other two women bringing her to the edge over and over but never quite allowing her to fall into oblivion.

Fuck yes.

I growled low in my throat; the sight was riling me up more than I'd even expected.

The woman before me continued deep throating my cock, and her muffled choking moans only added to the erotic melody playing out in the room.

She pulled back momentarily, and a thin trail of saliva connected her swollen lips to the head of my cock.

Her cheeks were flushed and glossy with effort as she looked up at me.

“Oh no, little one. You’re not done.”

She blinked.

I ran my fingers through her hair. “Deeper. Until you choke on my cock. Suck me off until you fucking come close to death.”

Trembling, she dove back in, taking me deeper into her throat. The sight of the woman choking on my length, her eyes teary and wide, sent a rush of excited pleasure through my body.

Meanwhile, on the bed the bound woman's cries grew louder.

I gazed back at the two women. “Tease her harder.”

They complied immediately, their movements becoming more aggressive, their fingers diving deeper into her pussy and their mouths sucking harder on her nipples. Soft moans and gasps echoed through the room, blending with the subtle rustle of plastic sheets and the occasional creak of the bed.

And the naked people in the wall began to fuck each other hard.

Yes!

On the bed, the bound woman screamed in sensual agony.