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“Like what you see?” Mattcalled down, and the man nodded, transfixed. “You can watch andjerk off, if you want.”
I was too close to comingto care if the stranger was Matt’s friend or not.
“I’m sure you have a goodview,” Matt went on. “Maybe you can even hear how wet her pussy isfrom all the way down there. Can you?”
The stranger wet his lips but shook hishead.
“Then come closer.” Mattpushed two fingers into me and pumped them to make an embarrassing,exaggerated squelching sound.
The stranger walked up the steps as ifin a trance, unzipping his pants to take out a gorgeous, semihardcock. It wasn’t as big as Matt’s, but god it was pretty, with abeautiful curve. It would feel incredible in me, I could alreadytell.
“Why don’t you come for ourguest?” Matt whispered in my ear.
I didn’t have a lot of choice in thematter; he returned his fingers to my clit, and my own juices onhis finger made the delicious slide all the more intense. I moanedaloud with every breath, only exaggerating slightly. My gaze fixedon the stranger’s hand slowly pumping up and down his cock, theforeskin nudging back on each stroke to reveal a deep pink head.When I glanced up at his face, I noted exactly where his attentionwas centered, on my wet and wanting flesh.
I tossed my head back and arched mybody, muscles tightening as I sped toward the edge. “Yes,” I hissedagainst Matt’s neck. “I’m so close. I’m so fuckingclose.”
Which was the wrong thingto say, because it made him stop. He pushed his fingers back intomy pussy, then withdrew and made a show of sucking them clean. “Shetastes as good as she looks,” he told the stranger. “Do you wantsome? She’s right on the edge. You could make her come.”
The stranger unlatched the gate andapproached us, hand still on his cock.
“Well. Go on,” Matt ordered,opening his legs slightly to spread my thighs wider. The strangerdropped to his knees.
It was happening. Oh god, it washappening. I was having sex with a stranger. I was caught in theact, and this man was going to take advantage of that. And Matt hadoffered me to him, like a plaything.
A logical part of my brain reminded methat Matt had, in reality, done exactly that. He’d somehow arrangedthis, by offering the chance to this stranger. No matter how muchplanning and forethought had gone into it, this whole evening wasabout me being used by these two men.
Getting caught wasn’tenough anymore. I wanted to be completely debased.
The stranger placed his hands on myinner thighs and dove in, feasting on my cunt like a starving man.He plunged his tongue inside me with a noise of satisfaction,fucked me with his mouth while I desperately tried to move my clitcloser. I needed that stimulation, needed to come so badly I criedout and begged him, begged a total stranger, “Please make mecome!”
When I reached for the stranger’s headin a mindless attempt to guide him, Matt slipped his arms beneathmine and pulled them back. I struggled against him,gasping.
The stranger traced his tongue up oneedge of my inner labia, almost to my clit, then retreated to repeatthe action on the other side. And he did that, alternating hisattentions between the two sensitive—but not sensitiveenough—petals, poking between them and into the creases behind, sothat no part of them remained untended.
“Please,” I whimpered. “Ineed to come so bad.”
“You need to learn to bepatient,” Matt whispered against my ear. “You need to learn thatinstant gratification pales in comparison to what’s happening toyou now.”
“Fuck patience!” I snappedat him, and the stranger laughed.
“I should teach you alesson,” Matt went on. “I should tie you to my bed and keep you atthe most heightened state of arousal for hours. Hours, Charlotte.Can you imagine? Do you think you could take it?”
“No,” I wailed.
“There are so many ways Icould do it,” he threatened, but I lost focus on his words as thestranger used the flat of his tongue to lick from the bottom of myopening up and up, stopping again before he touched the part thatneeded it. I picked out key words, like, “vibrator in your cunt andin your ass,” and “until your voice is completely gone.”
I would have agreed to all of it if hepromised to let me come right now, first.
“I think you’ve waited longenough,” the stranger said, and finally, finally circled my clitwith his tongue. It took almost no pressure and the slightestmovement before I lost control. My thighs trembled around thestranger’s head, and I arched my back with a scream of pleasurethat would probably have someone calling the cops about a murder.He sucked my clit and my world burst apart, leaving me adrift in avoid of pleasure that seemed never-ending. As soon as one orgasmended, another was ready to crest. And I was still trapped, unableto escape the onslaught of sensation.
“Do you want to fuck her?”Matt asked.
“Please!” I criedout.
“Do you want to fuck her?”Matt asked again, and when the stranger nodded, Matt set me on myfeet. I could barely stay upright, but he ordered, “hands andknees.”
On my hands and knees, on the slatetile? It sounded uncomfortable and humiliating.