Page 135 of Cruel Pleasures

The anticipation builds between us. The charge unseen but no less felt.

I relish teasing him, stroking up and down and watching how he reacts. He’s forgotten about the plug in his hands and can’t seem to find his smugness. It’s momentarily escaped him as I pick up the pace.

His velvet skin feels smooth gliding between my fingers. His veins pulsing ridges that I soon lean in and run my tongue along. At the first contact, as my wet tongue travels up one of his veins, Archer rumbles out a deep breath.

His muscled bare chest constricts from how affected he is.

I’ve reached the head of his dick and sucked it into my mouth like candy. Meanwhile, my hands are still at work, twisting up and down his thick shaft. The combined stimulation feels too damn good for him to fight off.

Archer moans. His fingers find my hair. His head falls back and his dick twitches in my grasp. I reward him with a greedy suckle, making the most sensitive part of him throb harder. Then I take him into my mouth whole.

Yet another dimension of pleasure for him to experience.

The heat and the wetness are enough on their own. He’s fisting my hair now and gritting his teeth.

I put everything into pleasuring him. His dick slides down my throat before I retreat and I’m back to stroking him. I’m sucking on his head and letting the lightly salty taste roll over my tongue. The routine starts from the top again.

Saliva pools and then dribbles past my lips. I come up for air only when Archer’s dick is drenched in it, sloppy and messy in the best way possible.

I’m so engrossed in conjuring different reactions out of him that I don’t pick up on what else is going on. How Ryu has walked over and taken the anal plug out of Archer’s hand. How I’ve arched my body enough that my ass is rounded in the air, the rest of me still collapsed in Archer’s lap.

My cheeks hollow out and I breathe through my nose as I suck him off to the best of my ability.

“Yessss,” he groans. “Just like that, you naughty little minx. You’re so fucking filthy, aren’t you? You want to please us, don’t you?”

The noise I let out sounds garbled with his dick pushing at the back of my mouth. It turns into a sharp squeak as a pair of hands grope my ass cheeks. Then what can only be the warm moisture from a tongue flicks against my puckered hole.

I shift to pull myself off Archer and turn around to look, but he doesn’t let me.

He forces my head back down and tells me I have to behave myself. I have to be his filthy little minx and my pussy throbs excitedly in answer.

As if sucking off Archer didn’t turn me on enough on its own.

Now Ryu’s teasing my rear hole. He’s found the bottle of coconut oil I’ve kept in the bathroom and squirts it all over my ass, massaging it into my skin.

I moan again around Archer’s dick. I go harder, bobbing up and down faster. All in a ploy to distract myself from what I know is coming.

The inevitable burn and stretch. The intrusion of the plug as it’s eased inside me.

Ryu goes slow. He holds my lower half steady as uses fingers to warm me up. One feels good, easing in, then out, like a pleasant itch I didn’t know needed scratching. Two makes me wince as I wrap my tongue around another of Archer’s veins.

“It’s okay, minxy,” he says. “You’re doing so good. Take it all. Take them both.”

My body heats up in response, my pussy tingling and empty. For a while we develop this kind of trade-off. Me sucking Archer’s dick and Ryu teasing fingers into me. He squirts even more oil to make the entry that much more sleek and smooth.

The plug feels warm and intrusive when it first prods against me. I tense up again but then concentrate even more on Archer. He’s so closer, the veins in his dick are angry and engorged. His breathing’s out of control and my scalp prickles as he tugs on my hair and borderline fucks my mouth with jerks of his hips.

Ryu works the tip of the plug into me through patience and skill. My hole expands with an ache of discomfort that I’m all too familiar with. But then Ryu’s fingers seek out my clit and the tingling sparks drown it out.

Another inch slicks into me. Then another.

I stroke Archer and lick his head. More distractions as finally he’s about to come. His dick rests against my lips and the juices spill out in the most gratifying reward.

Enough that I don’t even realize the entire plug’s been fitted inside me until I’m opening my mouth to show Archer his cum and then swallowing.

Archer locks up, his head thrust all the way back, his groans of pleasure ringing through the room.

I grip his solid thighs and revel in the knowledge this is what I’ve done to him. Meanwhile, my body quivers on the spot. Ryu’s begun twisting the plug in and out of me. The sensation it gives rolls over my body in a warm wave of strange pleasure.