Page 23 of Brazen Obsession

“Don’t worry, trouble. We’re just going to test it out.”

I don’t have time to make sense of Wyatt’s words before he begins to fuck me, swinging me on the rope and sliding me on his thick cock. As sensitive as I already am, it doesn’t take long before my lips part and I come.

Dante grabs my hair and tips my head back. “Open, pip.”

I widen my lips and he thrusts into my mouth. They swing me back and forth. Their cocks alternating thrusting in and out of me until my release flows through me again. This time, as my pussy milks Wyatt’s cock, he buries it inside me and comes with me.

“Very nice, Finn.” Wyatt rubs my clit, sending me into another release. “I’ve neglected rope play.”

Wyatt pulls out, leaving me hanging in the air with cum dripping over my clit. Dante slides his cock in deeper as I suck around him. He grabs the rope holding my hands against my spine and begins rocking me, making me take more and more of his cock into my mouth and throat.

When he thrusts in deep and groans his release, I hum in pleasure. I swallow as best as I can to take him all down. He draws out and brushes his thumb over the corner of my lips.

“You missed some, pip.” He slides his thumb into my mouth and I suck it, looking up at him.

Dante withdraws, leaving me to hang in midair. While the ropes support me, my skin aches where they press under the weight of my body, but it’s not a bad ache. It’s easier to let my head hang.

“Next time, flower, we’ll adjust during play, but I don’t want to leave you bound too long tonight.” Finn’s fingers slide over my clit, slippery with Wyatt’s cum, before he thrusts them deep into my pussy.

I moan as he holds my ropes steady and fucks his fingers in and out of my pussy faster and faster. Winding me tighter and tighter. My orgasm bears down on me like a freight train and I cry out and come again.

Finn chuckles and slides his wet fingers back to my puckered hole. “I love how easily you come. Another time, I’m going to edge you until you can’t even breathe with the need to come.”

I gasp as he presses his fingers into my asshole, pushing past my tight ring and sinking in deep.

“Have I told you how much I love everything about you, flower?” He shifts behind me and his cock slides against my clit before notching at my entrance. He jerks the rope and impales me on his cock.

“Finn,” I cry out, stuffed full with his cock and fingers. My pussy trembles, eager for another release.

He works his hips and the rope to fuck me hard and fast. Every inch of me sizzles with sensation. I can’t breathe as he pushes me closer and closer to the edge. His fingers remain buried in my ass, filling me so full.

Heat pours through my body as my release overtakes me. My pussy tightens around him. Growling, he thrusts harder until he buries himself deep and his warm cum floods my insides. I’m barely breathing.

“One more, flower.” Finn begins to fuck my ass with his fingers. His still-hard cock buried in my pussy.

I can’t stop as the wave takes me under.

“Some night, I’m going to fuck you all night long while you’re bound open for me.” Finn’s words are filled with dark promises I know he’ll keep.

He pulls out, leaving me empty. For a second, I hang, letting the rope hold me.

A hand touches my thigh.

“Such a dirty little slut.” Drew slams his cock into my pussy and I cry out. “Fuck, you feel so good though.”

He strokes me on his cock, swinging the rope to use me. I’m so sensitive it doesn’t take me long before I’m coming all over his cock.

“That’s it. Take it like a good whore.”

My pussy clenches around him. Someone touches my chin and I open my eyes to see a cock before me. I part my lips and it slides in deep as I’m rocked between the cock in my pussy and the one in my mouth.

I lose all sense of self as the pleasure overwhelms me. Warmth floods me and then emptiness then full again. Over and over. I swallow as my mouth fills with cum and then another cock replaces him. It lasts forever and not long enough. I lose track of how many times I come. How many times I’m filled.

Suddenly, I’m empty. I whimper with need as I’m lifted. The ropes around my body ease as someone takes over holding my weight. I don’t open my eyes. Every inch of me feels like a raw nerve, demanding to be touched.

“I’ve got you, pip.”

He lays me on the bed. The binds holding me together release. My arms feel odd and someone rubs them as someone else releases my legs. Hands massage me all over, easing my stiff muscles. When a cock brushes my hand, I grasp it, wanting it in my body. Needing it in me.