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I couldn’t help the groan of satisfaction when the flat of his tongue licked my folds. And then with his thumbs, he separated me further until he could see every inch of my pussy. And he kissed me.
I was writhing with need, screaming his name, loving the feel of his whiskers against my inner thighs. Mark made love to me with his tongue, kissing me, loving me, and licking until I was helpless, literally shaking with need.
I came with a rush, my hips trying to hump his tongue. The orgasm seemed to rip through my body and I felt my nipples harden to a point that I hadn’t ever remembered before. An instant later a thick vibrator was at my core.
He didn’t need lube but had somehow added it anyway, and the next thing I knew he was easing it inside of me. I gasped at the invasion; it was unexpected but not unwelcome.
Mark turned it on and I immediately felt my arousal skyrocket. I had just come, but somehow another release was barrelling toward me. I tried to hold out, but it was too much with him thrusting possessively in and out of me and the vibrations driving me wild.
I came again, this time jerking forward, having a hard time finding my breath. My arms strained against the cloth and I moaned at the sensation.
“Are you alright?” he asked as he tenderly kissed my forehead.
I nodded. “So good, so fucking good. But I need you.”
Mark smiled. “I’m not done yet.”
I frowned. “I don’t know how many more I have in me.”
He smiled and held up a small silver plug that I hadn’t noticed before.
“Is that a butt plug?” I squeaked.
Mark laughed.“. “Yes it is.”
“For me?”
He laughed louder. “Again, yes.”
I wasn’t sure what I thought about that. My pussy was still throbbing. The vibrator was still inside of it, only on a low setting. Mark picked up the lube and coated the silver object. Then, very carefully, he pressed it against my ass.
I expected it to hurt. In many of the romance novels I read, the girls made it sound horribly painful. Maybe it was that way if you started with a dick, but the plug didn’t hurt., I only felt full. My pussy began that slow build and Mark took the vibrator and pulled it out before thrusting it back in again. Slow and steady, over and over.
“I need you!”
Sweat coated my body. I felt out of control with need and desire. And my ass felt full with the plug inside of it. Mark pulled the vibrator out and stroked his cock a few times before climbing up between my thighs and tracing my pussy with the tip of his dick.
I moaned. “Mark, please.”
He smiled and then slammed his length inside of me. I gasped at the sensation. It felt fucking incredible to have him inside of me with that plug. I was so full, so needy. I rocked my hips up, needing him to move, to fuck me harder, faster.
“Fuck, Sutton, you are so tight,” he ground out. “I love your pussy, your tits, everything about you. Fuck, I love being inside of you, baby.”
He thrust into me again and again, over and over, as the sounds of sex filled the room. I was so wet that you could hear the squelching as our skin slapped together. I was half mortified and half so turned on that I thought I would explode.
He leaned down and pinched one of my nipples before picking up my hips as far as the restraints would allow and fucking me at his will.
Colors swam in front of my eyes. I could feel the release growing, throbbing. It was in the base of my spine, the heaviness of my breasts, and the pit of my stomach. My pussy sucked at his dick hungrily as he slammed into me. I clenched my vaginal walls and we both shuddered at the new intense pleasure.
The next thing I knew he was grabbing the discarded vibrator, and while continuing to thrust his cock into my channel, he placed the tip of the pink dildo on my clit and turned the vibration on.
I bit down so hard I tasted the coppery metal of blood.
Never had I come so fast or so hard, my body convulsing, thrashing and crashing as wave after glorious wave rocketed through me. Mark came hard, his cock filling me with heat as he unloaded. He couldn’t have lasted through my release. I came so hard that I had forced his own.
He slumped over me and yet still managed to prop an elbow on one side. I knew that he was protecting Junior, and it only made me love him all the more.
“Please untie me,” I said hoarsely.