Wicked Wednesday 307 – Million Dollars – (A Million Dollar Question)

Gordon was incredibly nervous on the flight back home and while it gave Adrienne a slight pause, she assumed it was because they had agreed to have a chat with her parents when they got home. Hell, she was nervous about having that chat. She was also ready to leave again if the need arose. Adrienne had already made up her mind that nothing was going to get in the way of her and Gordon’s happiness. Not even a kingdom.

As the plane began its descent the pair shared several kisses that quickly went from tender to nearly scandalous before settling in just to hold one to each other for as long as time would allow. They waiting patiently as the stairs were rolled into place and attached and Gordon escorted the Princess from the plane as was custom. Adrienne was incredibly surprised to see a small crowd of people, including her parents, waiting for them and wondered if something big had happened in her absence. She wondered what was so big though that it could draw such a large amount of people to the airfield.

Once the pair had cleared the plane and their luggage was being unloaded Gordon froze, which in turn made Adrienne go stock still as well. She remembered the last time something like this had happened and was in no mood to have her day spoiled by something as terrifying as that first run to the air plane. After a moment he relaxed a bit but before they could take another step, he had done a rapid about face, standing directly in front of Princess Adrienne.

“Gordon, what is going on?” Her voice didn’t carry, nor did her face betray her confusion, but he felt it nonetheless and smiled at her. Tucking back a stray tendril of hair that had escaped her chignon he kissed her cheek, knelt down, and removed a small box from his pocket. His voice carried clearly, helped by the sudden silence of the crowd who hadn’t really know why they’d been asked to gather as they were. Gordon took one of Adrienne’s hands in his as she stared down at him, still baffled at his actions. “Your Royal Highness, Princess Adrienne, would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?” He flipped open the small velvet box with practiced ease to reveal a beautiful black opal and amethyst band that would suit the princess perfectly.

She gasped audibly at his words and thought that her father might kill them both for something like this, but she dared not risk a glance in that direction. Instead she focused on Gordon alone and let a smile spread across her face. It was her turn for her voice to carry and everyone clearly heard her say, “Yes Gordon Abbot, I will be your wife.” He slid the ring onto her finger and pulled her into his arms as he stood, then picked her up and spun her around in a most unroyal fashion. Adrienne, too busy laughing with joy, hadn’t noticed the cheers and applause from the gathered party until just now as her parents moved forward to congratulate them both. The king gave a broad grin as he shook Gordon’s hand, “You pulled that off admirably well my boy. I think you even surprised my girl here.” “Wait, what? You knew about this Dad? Mom?” The pair both nodded at the same time as Gordon smiled at her. She looked at him incredulously for an instant then shrugged her shoulders, decided propriety be damned, and gave him a fierce loving kiss for all the world to see.

There was much celebrating to be done, a dinner where Gordon explained the entire tale to Adrienne, regarding having approached her father and telling him (almost) everything before receiving the older man’s blessing, after a thorough questioning of course, and many plans to be made. Adrienne left that bit largely to her mother who loved planning events as much as she herself hated them. And several months hence, a royal wedding occurred.

The moment the wedding and reception were done, the instant they could slip away, they did. And they hid in the garden sharing kisses like a pair of teenagers. Adrienne gave a naughty giggle and shifting her heavy skirt she sat down on a bench in front of Gordon. Before he could get a word out she was undoing his fly to wrap first her fingers then her mouth around his rapidly hardening cock. She bobbed up and down on it getting it good and wet and then pulled away licking him like a lollipop. She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock and he moaned softly. “Shhh. Someone will hear you.” She gave a devilish smile and resumed her task, sucking him deep and hard into her mouth. This time he bit his tongue rather than make a sound because he knew she was right. Just because they were well hidden didn’t mean they couldn’t be overheard. And the thought of that made him even harder. Adrienne suppressed a giggle and hummed very softly letting him feel those vibrations while she worked his cock with her mouth. She loved pulling away from him with a soft but audible “Pop!” as she released and then diving back down to take as much of him into her mouth and throat as she could. Suddenly they both heard footsteps nearby and Adrienne jumped while Gordon was more turned on by the noise and instantly shot into her mouth. Adrienne just managed to swallow and Gordon adjust his clothing before the king and queen rounded the corner.

“There you two are! The plane is at the airfield ready for your preferred honeymoon destination. You two should sneak out of here while you can.” The pair smiled at the queen and Gordon dropped a kiss on Adrienne’s head. “Sounds like a good idea to me. “Princess?” Adrienne stood and took Gordon’s arm. “So, where shall we go that requires you to keep guarding my body?” And she gave him a saucy wink as they waved goodbye to her parents.

This is the finale to a several part series. You can find the other stories (in order) here, here, here, here, here, here, here, and here. Hopefully, you’ve enjoyed reading about Gordon and Adrienne as much as I have writing about them.

 

Wicked Wednesday – 304 – (A Guard and His Princess…Again)

 

Several months and many arguments later, Adrienne’s father agreed that while she was a princess and would be required to act as such, she was free to live her life as she saw fit provided she brought no shame to them or theirs. Her duties were few and she often conducted them in her own unique ways that only endeared her to people the world over. It seemed that her disappearance and subsequent reappearance was taken in stride and despite the gossip rags best speculations, nothing was ever released on the matter.

Gordon Abbot returned to his duties as just another guard, albeit one with a knack for finding missing objects. He spoke to no one about his time with the Princess. He still saw her from time to time, her hair back to its natural mahogany shade, her blue eyes seemingly happy, but they did not speak. Oh how he wanted to though, just to whisper “Hello, Kitten.” as they passed one another in a hallway. He wondered what she would do if he did it. How she would react. Would it stop her in her tracks? Would she blush remembering the time they shared together? Or would she just move on? That last question was part of what kept him quiet, between that and propriety he knew he wouldn’t say a word. But oh how he missed her.

Adrienne missed him as well. She found herself wishing she knew where he lived when he wasn’t working. She wondered if she could find out, could reach him without the whole palace finding out; casual dalliances would be somewhat unseemly even for the headstrong and willful princess that she was. She cried herself to sleep many nights, wondering what could have been.

Until, once again, fate and circumstance threw Adrienne and Gordon together. She would be going abroad, this time for diplomatic reasons, but after her last disappearance her father decided that having a bodyguard to keep her in check was a good idea and who better than the one who had brought her home to him. Both of them wondered what this trip might hold. They were stiff and formal in front of her family as they left, but once on the plane, the pair began to relax. Slowly they began to chat and Gordon explained more of the backstory behind the trafficking ring she’d found herself caught up in. She found the details to be incredibly terrifying and hoped aloud that she never ended up in a situation like that again. “Not on my watch Princess.” And they were both reminded of what had happened just after he called her that for the very first time.

Suddenly she leaned into him and dared to kiss the side of his neck and along his jawline. Gordon’s eyes closed and his voice was dangerously soft, “You really shouldn’t do that Princess.” “Are you going to stop me?” In response he turned his head towards her and found her lips hotly, urgently, the pent up passion of many months bubbling over. They spent the rest of the plane ride holding on to one another, sharing kisses and touches, and talking about the months previous. He laughed when he realized she was wearing those damn boots again. When the pilot announced they would be landing they pulled apart, reluctantly, and Adrienne smoothed her hair and reapplied lipstick that had long ago been kissed off. She became every inch the polished princess once more. And Gordon tried to push the image of her in nothing but her boots out of his mind.
The landing and trip to the hotel was uneventful, her initial diplomatic meetings bored her, but were quite successful, and she couldn’t wait to finally unwind and relax, hopefully in Gordon’s arms. They hadn’t spoken in hours, except for very cursory exchanges in public and wouldn’t be able to speak freely until Gordon had her safely ensconced in the hotel where the entire top suite was hers for the trip. Upon their arrival he insisted upon searching the entire suite for anything amiss and finally agreed with the impatient Adrienne that nothing was out of place.

Then and only then were they free once more. Adrienne had no idea just how Gordon would react to her actions so before he could even think to stop her she was nude save a tiny thong and barely there bra. She gave a little spin on her tip toes and then stood facing him, her chin lifted in the slightest of challenges. Gordon stared for a long moment before crossing the room to crush her in his embrace. Their lips met again, no less hungry than before and soon he he had stripped of the tiny encumbrances she wore before stopping to remove his own clothes. They fell into bed together and Gordon quickly found himself between her thighs tasting her the way a starving man first tastes food. She writhed beneath him, tangling her hands in his hair and cried out as she came for him. He slid up the bed now and pressing his weight into her, spoke, “Do you want me to fuck you Princess?” “Please fuck me, Sir.” Her voice was soft, but not meek, and there was a sparkle in her eyes that he loved to see. It was something he hadn’t seen in her at all until they were back together.

So he fucked her. Gently at first, teasing her, moving slowly and deliberately while she clung to his shoulders and begged him for more. “That’s right Kitten. Beg for me.” And with his words he felt her body spasm uncontrollably, but not quite reach that peak; that was when he drove his cock inside of her as she begged him to fuck her. Her pretty pussy didn’t want to let go of him and she was gasping for breath. He growled and tangled his fingers in her hair tilting her head back to kiss her neck and shoulders before pulling her back to look at him. “Come for me.” Adrienne cried out his name as she did.

He spanked her til her ass was on fire, she sucked him off. They fucked again and he took her ass while she fingered herself. They played the night away until, finally, exhausted they fell asleep again tangled in each other. Adrienne’s last coherent thought was that if doing this felt so right and was so good then why was it wrong? Just as his eyes closed Gordon wondered if he should tell her that he loved her.

#SOSS 9 – Games Week

SweeteN Dirty 
Now this sounds like a great game to potentially play with someone once you’ve established some consent, but haven’t gone too far in to the sexual side of you relationship. The minute they get too nervous everything stops; but here the participants don’t get too nervous at all and the result is a blowjob so hot that it makes me wish I had a cock so I could find the same experience. I never thought I’d have penis envy…lol

Morag’s Moist Musings
Two of my favorite things! Sex and video games! This was a delight to read pure and simple. This time I have spanking envy though. Thin walls and nosy neighbors…but any way back to the story; the biggest unanswered question for me is what game was he playing? My guess is a soccer game, perhaps hockey, or perhaps something with entirely different types of goals. No matter what the game was though, this was a hot story.

Molly’s Daily Kiss
I love the raw simplicity of this piece. I see what seems to be an obvious playfulness mixed with some serious spanking vibes. And that last line just makes me grin every time I read it. Winning stripes seemed fine to me!

Nina B
In this post I love that the beginning of things is all that we see, that the games to come are left to one’s imagination, although with her lovely cock peeking from beneath the tutu we can certainly have a good idea of where the games might go. Hats off to Nina for setting a spark to a flame.

Teachers Have Sex
Ah…nostalgia. And naked board games. It takes me back as well to a part of my own sexual history, although without the board games where I and a female friend pretty much kicked our male FWB out of his own bed to fuck and suck and my gods what a night that was. Thanks for bringing back that memory for me Jo!

Mutual Pleasure

Graham moaned and thrust his hips impatiently against David’s lips. David just glanced up at him and flicked his tongue out against he head of Graham’s cock, one, then twice before retreating again and playing with his own cock, further exciting Graham. Graham gave into his desires and reached to touch himself, but David swatted his hand away and shook his head. “Nope. Not yet. I want you ready to burst when I put my mouth on you. Are you ready yet? I don’t think you are.” “But I am. I need you. I need to feel your lips wrapped around me and sucking. Please David.” His voice was husky with need and want and David grinned at him suddenly. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?” Graham just nodded this time.

David never stopping touching himself, only leaned forward and took the other man into his mouth with a satisfied moan. All the teasing had been torture for him too. Licking and sucking, running his tongue along the sensitive spot on the underside of Graham’s cock made both of them moan and this time Graham, when Graham thrust his hips he felt his cock slid a bit further into David’s warm, wet mouth. David leaned into it, taking Graham even deeper and swallowing as the tip of Graham’s cock slid right down his throat. There was a moan from above him and he swallowed again, before pulling back to catch his breath. Then he began to suck in earnest, his masculine cheeks hollowed out and his eyes on the man above him. It made Graham swear softly at the sensation and buck his hips again, more gently this time, and they settled into a rhythm. Graham was just about to come from the feel of David’s mouth when David simply stopped moving and stared up at him. It was incredibly erotic and Graham never stopped moving, fucking his partner’s face gently. He put his hands on the back of David’s head and let out an audible groan when David’s tongue began to lash at the underside of his cock as he fucked him. Unable to hold back Graham yanked David towards him and began to orgasm shooting his semen directly into David’s waiting mouth.

He slowly pulled out and just kind of fell back on the bed satiated while David stood and leaned down to give him a kiss. Graham hugged him and returned the kiss hungrily. He could feel David’s still hard cock bumping against him and he reached for it, wrapping his fingers around it and stroking firmly. “Ohhh, that feels good. I wanna come for you.” Graham kissed David again and tugged gently at his cock to get him up onto the bed. David complied and position himself within easy reach of Graham’s hands which ceased their stroking and were now playing across David’s skin gently. They scooted closer together and kissed, tongues dueling with one another. David groaned as they kissed, his cock hard and aching. He looked at Graham, “Please.”

Once again Graham’s hands found their way to David’s cock and began to stroke and squeeze gently, the pressure and intensity varying at his whim. David twitched his hips with a growing sense of urgency.”Fuck yes. You’re gonna make me come. I want to see my come decorating your face. Can I do that? Shoot all over you?” The idea excited Graham further and hi put his mouth into play with his hands using his tongue liberally on David’s cock, enjoying the taste of the other man. David grunted and quickly Graham backed off and aimed David’s cock at his face, jacking him harder now. His eyes closed but his mouth was open in anticipation and then David erupted, hitting Graham in the face with jet after jet of his hot come. He watched Graham’s face the entire time and his whole body shook at what he was seeing. He felt like his orgasm would never end. When it finally did, David reached for Graham’s face and ran his finger through the sticky come on his cheek and fed it to him, one fingerful at a time, enjoying he appreciative noises Graham was making. It’s the little things in life.

Wicked Wednesday – (A Guard and His Princess)

Wicked Wednesday... a place to be wickedly sexy or sexily wicked

Adrienne’s small helpless noises as he spanked her ass only served to turn Gordon on more and she was writhing in his lap. They both knew she could feel the hardness of his cock and her mouth was positively watering at the thought of it. This time she wanted to taste him, to let him fuck her mouth, and treat her like the slut she had always craved to be. She cried out at the thought of him in her mouth and Gordon smacked her harder. “Be good Princess. Be good and I’ll give you what you I know you want.”

And he gently pushed her from his lap to undo his fly. Adrienne was kneeling on the carpeted floor now and as his cock sprung free she gasped softly in delight before leaning forward to lick the length of it like a lollipop. Gordon watched her through hooded eyes, not wanting to miss a thing, but when she sucked tip of him into her mouth and tasted the pre-come that had gathered there he closed hid eyes and let the sensation take him. He couldn’t believe it was the Princess, the daughter of such a powerful man as the king he served that had her plump lips wrapped around his cock. He watched her mouth open wider to try and take him all in and her small hand wrapped around the base of his shaft where she couldn’t quite reach and squeezed. The feeling was exquisite and he knew if he wanted to fuck her again he need to take back control before he exploded in her mouth. Gordon tangled his fingers in her hair and pulled her up to face him. “Do you want me to fuck you Princess? Or would you like to fuck me; riding my cock and filling your body with it?”

She merely moaned in delight at his words letting her head fall back and he lifted her to her feet as he stood with her. They both shed their clothes, laughing at the strappy top again as her boots joined the pile this time and he pulled her to the large bed that dominated the room. Laying down together they kissed intensely, passionately before Adrienne took change and pushed Gordon onto his back so she could crawl a top of him. She teased herself for a moment rubbing herself along his cock and he groaned softly at the feel of her smooth skin rubbing against him, spreading her slickness. And then she was guiding him inside of her, taking his full length with a soft moan and began to move her hips. She ground into him, lifting up and sliding back down and riding his cock with all the tricks she could think of. Gordon’s hands roamed along her body, reaching up to tweak a nipple her and squeeze a hip there, sometimes lifting his hips to meet hers as she rocked her own.

Finally his fingers found her clit and she leaned back a bit still moving, to give him better access and he began to rub her gently, then harder as she cried out, “More!” Her hips and his finger never stopped moving she suddenly she came all over his cock, drenching him in her wetness. He swore softly at the feeling of her tight around him and fairly threw her off his cock to find his way between her soaked thighs. His tongue traced patterns and was by turns gentle and rough and soon she was moaning and lifting her hips for him. Gordon’s hands slid beneath her body, cupping her ass in his hands and drawing her closer to him. He kissed her, his tongue, delving between her lips and she cried out so he did it again harder this time and she pushed against him, her body begging for more. He obliged and suddenly another orgasm rolled through her body like a freight train and she grabbed his hair tugging him up to her for a wild kiss, loving the taste of herself against his lips.

“I don’t know if I want to suck you off or if I want you to fuck me. I just know that I want you,” her voice was soft but harsh. “Well, Princess, I think you’re going to do both and he guided her back down to his cock which she enveloped with her mouth once more and he began to thrust his his hips slowly gently, his soft voice urging her to relax. As she did so, lulled by his voice his cock slid deeper and deeper into her mouth before hitting the back of her throat gently. “Swallow.” Adrienne did and couldn’t help the gush of wetness that hit her pussy as she knew he was in total control here. And then he pulled her away from his cock once more and before flipping her to her back.

Gordon steadied himself above her and smiled, “Ready Princess.” “Yes Sir, please fuck me.” Her words and submissively naughty tone of voice alone were enough to make him even harder, if that was possible and his cock found her wet, twitching pussy. He drove himself into her hard and fast fucking her furiously, using her for his pleasure. She spread her legs wider and lifted her hips for him and he growled, “Good slut.” His words were enough and he felt her come for him one more time. “Oh you like that? You like being a dirty slut, don’t you Princess? Well, that’s what you’re gonna be. My little slut, ready to fuck, suck, and be a good little toy for me.” She was gasping incoherently at his words and only arched her back harder, wanting more of him, wanting him to own her, if only for a moment.

Suddenly, he threw his head back with a wild cry and slammed into her once last time, his come jetting out of him to coat her insides. He pulled away from her and made an impatient motion with his hand. “Clean me.” And his slutty little Princess dove for his cock, tasting the two of them mixed together and moaned around him. He was going to come in her mouth this time and she was going to swallow every drop of it. For now she was his. They both refused to think of the upcoming days where she’d be forced back into a role she hated and he’d become just another guard. Right now there was only this.

Lovers

Devon’s lips trailed hot across his lover’s skin before he bit down gently, just hard enough to leave a mark. They were tangled together in sweaty bodies and a pile of blankets and as they found one another’s lips, the room seemed to electrify itself with their desire. Soon the blankets had been kicked away and the press of their bodies together kept them warm.

He ran his hands down Andrew’s back, grabbing him at the hips and jerking him closer. They both moaned at the feeling of being so close together and Andrew’s hips thrust against Devon making him moan softly at the contact although they never broke the kisses they were sharing. Hands touched and roamed and skimmed across skin. Finally as their desire reaching a breaking point Andrew pulled away from Devon to grab the lube and coated both his hands and Devon’s cock.

Andrew’s fingers closed around his own cock as he grabbed Devon’s and began to stroke them both off watching his partner who stared back at him, his eyes dark with pleasure. They stayed here in this world they’d created for themselves both relishing the sensations that they felt. Finally Devon reached his breaking point and his own hands joined in as well. The men worked in tandem, their gazes never wavering as soft sighs and moans escaped them. Andrew leaned forward and Devon met him for a kiss. The two slid closer and Devon wrapped both hands around his and Andrew’s cocks, pulling them together. This made both men moan simultaneously.

They stayed like this, Devon sliding his hands along their cocks slowly for several minutes, leaning forward to share kisses, as Andrew’s hands roamed across Devon’s skin. Andrew pinched a nipple and Devon hissed with pleasure as Andrew reached out for the other one. Devon gave a squeeze as he felt both nipples being pinched at the same time and the pace of his hands increased. Andrew’s head fell back at this, as Devon’s name escaped his lips. “I need you.”

Andrew pulled free from Devon’s grasp, and leaned forward to kiss him once more before adjusting so he could wrap his plump lips around Devon’s cock. This made Devon moan as Andrew sucked at him hard at first and then became gentler, his head bobbing slowly up and down as he used his tongue to work across all the most sensitive spots. Devon stroked Andrew’s hair and pulled him carefully up and down along his cock for a moment before letting Andrew resume control of his motions. The hair pulling had made Andrew harder and he reached down for his own cock, trying to shift so he could suck Devon and let him watch the effect he was having on him. Devon smiled at Andrew’s squirming and watched him settle into position. He could watch his lover get himself off at the same time he was getting off and the sight only turned Devon on more. His hips thrust forward into Andrew’s mouth uncontrollably and Andrew reveled in the feeling rubbing himself faster. He wanted to taste Devon just as badly as he wanted his own orgasm.

It became a race to see who would get there first. Andrew sucking Devon’s cock or stroking his own and they both knew that, in the end, they both would win. Devon alternated his gaze between Andrew’s head between his legs and his hand on his cock and moaned again. “So good, Drew. Don’t stop.” The tone of Devon’s voice told Andrew he was close and he redoubled his effort licking and sucking and even nibbling at Devon’s cock. He loved the taste of him, the sheer maleness that belonged only to Devon. He moaned around Devon’s cock and the vibrations were almost too much to bear. Devon began to thrust against Andrew holding his head still with his hand pulling his hair, harder than he had before as he saw Andrew’s hand quicken its movements.

The two men moaned in concert and the vibrations from Andrew’s mouth to Devon’s cock were too much this time and Devon threw his head back with a sound of pleasure as he shot his come into Andrew’s waiting mouth. Andrew purred in delight making Devon twitch and suddenly Andrew was coming as well, covering his hand and even getting a bit on his chest. S he pulled away from Devon with a soft popping noise both men shared a smile before Devon leaned forward and ran his tongue along Andrew’s chest.

Ava’s Adventures

Ava dared to look up, peering at the group of men around her. She realized that there were easily eight or ten people, not counting David and she knew that he expected her to service them all, preferably more than once until they were well satisfied. She sat back on her knees gracefully and gave the collective group a naughty little smile. “So, who gets to go first?”

Suddenly the room was abuzz with conversation as each man tried to reason with the others why he should be allowed first until David stepped in. “Perhaps we should draw straws? Short straw goes first. I’ll be right back.” He returned in moments with a handful of straws and held them out. Everyone drew and the lucky winner happened to be standing right next to Ava. The man gave a leer as he unzipped his pants and she knew what he wanted from her. Her pink tongue darted from her mouth, licking the tip of his dick and he ran his fingers through her dark hair. She kept licking around the head, sometimes stopping to suck just that much of him into her mouth and roll her tongue around. He finally groaned and pulled her closer to him by her hair. She sputtered for only a second as she took his dick deeper into her mouth and began to bob up and down quickly. It took only moments for the older man to throw his head back as he blasted a load of come down Ava’s throat. His grip on her hair was almost painful and she whimpered softly, causing David to intervene and extract his friend’s hand from her hair. David gave her a gentle pet and she smiled at him, proud that she was stretching her boundaries and showing him how good she could be.

While Ava had been giving her first of many blowjobs of the evening the rest of the men had sorted themselves out to wait their turn as they chatted and sipped drink, watching Ava the entire time. A tall fair haired man with brown eyes came next and as he rolled a condom over himself Ava leaned forward over the sofa and wiggled her ass at him. He smacked it causing her t wiggle more and so he smacked the other cheek. Her giggle turned into a gasp as she felt his dick slide into her pussy gently. He was thicker than David and filled her up in a much different way. Ava’s back arched as she silently asked for more and she was given just what she wanted. This was no gentle sex. No, this was a good, hard, fucking pounding and Ava clung to the couch as her partner held her hips and fucked her as hard as he could, sometimes smacking her ass, which only made her pussy twitch and get wetter. As she tensed up just before her orgasm the man stopped and she moaned in frustration. “You’ll get yours girlie, but not until we’ve all hard ours. David’s orders.” Ava looked over at her husband and he nodded at her, smiling charmingly. “Yes, my dear, you’ll get yours, but first we get our fill.”

And Ava was passed among the men, giving blowjobs, having her pussy and her ass fucked and was treated like the pretty little slut she was. With each fuck and lick and suck and moan she grew more and more desperate to have her own orgasm. She began to beg and plead with David to let her come and he only shook his head at her as he watched his friends run a train on his wife.

After getting off every man in the room at least two or three times a piece (she lost count as the dicks blurred together), Ava collapsed in a heap near her boot blacking kit, exhausted, but still dying to have an orgasm or two or three or a whole half dozen of them. David walked over to her smiling and gave her a fierce kiss before rearranging her tired limbs in a pose that left her exposed to all. She relaxed and let him do as he pleased for a moment, her eyes closed languidly. David slid a finger into her juicy wetness and smeared it across her lips before kissing her again. “You have one last task for everyone to show them your gratitude, my dear.” Ava looked up at him, puzzled, until he pulled her favorite bullet vibrator from his pants pocket. “You’re going to make yourself come for us. We’re going to watch you shake and squirm and shudder until you’ve orgasmed so much you just can’t anymore. Now get to it.”

Ava grinned at the idea of putting on a show and sat the vibrator aside for the moment to focus on playing with her breasts and nipples. She caressed and pinched and tugged, she stroked her skin lightly as a lover might and simply let herself be lost in the sensations. Her eyes fluttered closed as one hand drifted lower past her belly and along her mound. Tracing the bare skin of her vulva, she felt her own wetness covering her all the way out to her inner thighs and sighed. A single digit dipped into her pussy and she swirled it around before raising to her mouth to taste herself. Then men in the room were utterly captivated and every one of them was wishing he could fuck her again.

She teased herself sliding a finger in and out, still tugging at her nipples and biting her lip as she stared her husband down, watching only him. That wet finger slipped up to rub her clit and she moaned softly. She was so sensitive and ready to come. Abruptly, her first orgasm came over her just from that gentle rubbing of her clit and she twitched her hips in tiny spasms. She wondered how many times they’d want to watch her orgasm, but then decided she didn’t much care as long as she got her orgasms.

Overtaken with her want and need she plunged two fingers as deep as she could into her pussy and curled her fingers. The vibrator clicked on and nearly the instant it touched her clit she came again and immediately after that again. Several orgasms rolled over her in waves and she was thrashing about on the carpet hard enough to give herself rug burn in some very tender places. Ava’s breath came in gasps and she grinned at the assembly before her, but had eyes only for David who was watching her and smiled delightedly at her performance. He came across the room, pulled her to her feet, and have her another kiss, this one gentle and loving. And then he plunged his own fingers into her pussy nearly holding her weight on his hand. “You’re not done yet. Give me another one.” With an arm wrapped around her for support he flexed three of his fingers against her body and she stiffened in his arms, a wail escaping her lips as she came harder than before. “That’s a good girl, he murmured. Now say thank you.” She couldn’t resist kissing his cheek before whispering in his ear. “Thank you, Sir.” He released her carefully and she settled near her kit on the floor watching as the men laughed and talked for a few more minutes as things began to wind down. As each one left they had a smile or a leer at her and Ava just grinned.