Punk Rock-A-Bye Baby(4)

Her mouth finally released the delicate flesh on his neck and moved to his chest. “What are you saying?” she asked, between twirling her tongue around his nipple.

“That’s right.” He yanked at the cuffs around his wrists, but they were unyielding. “Lower,” he begged, but she stayed on his nipple and Tommy still completely ignored him, that sadistic tease. “Jessi. Please help me. My cock is crying out for your mouth. Please take it. Please Jessi.”

“I don’t understand what you’re saying.”

“Why don’t you understand?” He whimpered, desperate for release. “I’m ready to come. Someone please touch me. I can’t take—”

He suddenly became aware that he had been speaking in Spanish. The entire time he had begged for one of them to suck him off, he hadn’t been speaking in English. He let out a sad laugh at the irony. “I’m so overwrought with desire, I didn’t realize I was speaking Spanish. I was begging you to blow me.”

Tommy finally unlatched his teeth and mouth from Angel’s belly. “Are you trying to proposition my wife?” There was a scolding tone to his voice. “Didn’t I tell you not to talk back? I guess I’m gonna have to gag you with something bigger than my tongue this time.”

The bed quaked as Tommy crawled across it, and Angel feared a punishment was in order. He didn’t want a ball gag or a tie in his mouth. He didn’t want to play with pain anymore, he just wanted to come. “Tommy, I—”

A cock in his mouth cut off his words. He was so surprised that a muffled laugh escaped him. A cock gag – it was perfect! He lifted his head and stretched his neck to capture every last bit of Tommy’s shaft and sucked it so deep that his lips met Tommy’s balls. Angel made a yummy noise and bobbed his head back and forth. He was on a rampage, channeling his overexcited hormones into the power behind the suction of his mouth.

Hands were between Angel’s legs, and then a warm mouth encapsulated his cock. He didn’t need the laws of deduction to know that it was Jessi. The silver ball on her tongue was her calling card. And it was ringing all of Angel’s bells. She slapped the round, hard piercing relentlessly against the most sensitive part of his cock. The harder she sucked him, the harder he sucked Tommy. He pulled against the restraints that held his hands prisoner, but the cold steel only dug deeper into his wrists.

He hung onto Tommy’s cock with his lips, while the bed shook and bounced underneath him. Angel bucked repeatedly off the mattress and pumped his hips toward Jessi’s mouth. She massaged his balls between her fingers with enough pressure to make him let out a muffled cry. Her technique was so different from Tommy’s – and from his own. She had a concentrated rhythm that honed in on the underside of his cock with the tongue stud. It was hot steel. He thought he’d come the second she touched him, but he didn’t. He was enjoying the sensations, prolonging his orgasm.

It was an odd feeling to be touched and worked into an erotic frenzy, and not being able to touch back. The lack of reciprocation left him free to experience every bit of pleasure that his lovers bestowed upon him. And at this moment they were both his lovers, male and female alike. The blindfold that masked his sight didn’t render him helpless. It piqued his senses, opened his mind and fed his curiosity.

Jessi’s wet finger parted his butt cheeks and tested the perimeter of his anus. He let out a quivering sigh and puckered an invitation. She pushed inside and Angel grunted from the welcomed intrusion. Jessi was well-versed in ass play and went straight for the ball of muscle that pushed Angel over the edge. Her fingers danced around inside him, while her mouth drove him to ecstasy. Vibrations of pleasure shot through him. His arms and legs went rigid, and he thrust his hips upwards as all of his muscles contracted.

Angel’s mouth clamped around Tommy’s cock and created a seal. His hollowed-out cheeks pulled all saliva and seepage down his throat. There were so many sensations traveling through Angel’s body – Tommy in his mouth, Jessi at his bottom – he couldn’t concentrate on one or the other. He experienced them as a whole, as one massive explosion of sensory overload. Euphoria held him in a semi-catatonic state while he rode the wave of bliss that blinded him more than the black mask that covered his eyes. His juices pulsed into Jessi’s mouth and she drank them, never slowing her hand.

Tommy exploded onto Angel’s tongue while Angel’s cock still throbbed and sputtered into Jessi’s mouth. He swallowed Tommy’s cum while Jessi swallowed his cum. It was a collection and an expulsion. Intake and discharge.