Page 7 of Deviant Secrets
With my back arched, my tits stood out at attention and I could see the erection of the masked man in front of me as it constricted inside his pants, begging to be released.
His eyes glazed over in desire, and I challenged him through hooded, sexy eyes to come closer. Taking my breast in his large hand, he rolled the sensitive nub between his fingers. I couldn’t help the slight roll of my eyes at the pleasure that pinged back and forth between my breast and core.
The other lifted his mask just enough to let his tongue twirl sensuously over the other, still managing to hold me hostage.
“Stop,” I moaned out, my body shuddering at the intense pleasure rippling through me.
“Now why would we do that?” His hot breath danced around my skin each time he flicked and sucked before reluctantly pulling his mouth away.
Tears stung in my eyes at the force used to tug and pinch the other, almost causing me to stumble into another rigid body.
“King, I think we should give her a taste of what’s to come, don’t you?”
But it wasn’t a question, more of a demand, and I was starting to piece the puzzle together. The one who wore the painted mask must have opted to be more submissive, looking to‘King’ for direction. I’d noticed it a few times, and it piqued my curiosity.
My thighs clamped tighter, and I moved myself along the panties that now wedged between my folds. Trying to give my throbbing clit some sort of friction while I watched the exchange between the two. The hand that snaked it’s way between my legs quickly noticed it, spreading them slightly.
The need to tighten the coil within me raged, and we were only getting started. Playing with me in order to get the upper hand was unfair, but oh, do I love it.
Iwantmore.
Icraveit.
“I think the dirty slut would like that Lux.”
I gritted my teeth as his fingers massaged my pussy lips, spreading them teasingly. The cold air caressed my clit, and my body betrayed me.
“How far up your pretty little cunt do you think my fingers can go? I’m willing to bet I could fit my whole fist in. Right up to the forearm.”
The thought made what was coming that much more pleasant, and I was more than apt to give them whatever they wanted to take. Even if they had the wrong person.
“Beg him,” Lux whispered, burying his chin in the crook of my neck. “Tell him how greedy you are for his thick fingers to stretch your hole.”
“Please...stretch me out. I need it.”
“Again.”
“Finger fuck me with your thick fingers!”
All the sensations overpowered my free will and I started to crumble. They had barely touched me yet, and I was buzzing with need and sensitivity.
Between the mouth that suckled on my breasts and the fingers that hovered over just where I needed them. Itthreatened to turn me feral. I pushed myself further into his palm, urging him to keep going.
“Well, since you asked so nicely,” King groaned, massaging his fingers teasingly along my slit, using my juices as lubrication each time he paused to run a wet finger over my clit.
I stayed silent with a mischievous look, begging them to continue, but the crease between my eyebrows wavered, giving way to the slightest submissive moan. Thankfully they were too focused on toying with my body to notice.
“Look at how much she likes it,” he chuckled darkly. “You like that? Being groped like a whore for two masked strangers?”
“You don’t have to be ashamed. Tell us to keep going like a good girl.” Lux’s voice came gentle but firm from behind the mask and I obeyed.
Licking my lips as they both watched me intently, my submissive nature clawed at my insides, trying to escape from it’s cage. It was hard to fight it. My body seized for a moment, tensing under their touch. They stopped, waiting for my permission to continue.
“Please don’t stop.”
Lux stood up straight, and I glared in his direction. His warm body parted from mine as he strutted over to the duffle bag that was hidden under the old wooden table.
“You’re going to have to be more specific,” he piped up, reaching into the bag slowly to fish around for who knows what, and it was agonizing.