Tiny Dancer(Divine Creek Ranch 13)(109)

“I got tired of having to be quiet all weekend. I want to have some fun with the two of you.”

Ben landed a gentle pop on her right ass cheek and said, “Get in there and strip, then.”

Ben and Quinten followed her into the bedroom and removed everything but their jeans. They went to work hanging the swing for her. Ben grinned a few minutes later when she made a sound and drew his attention to her where she leaned against the bathroom door watching them. She looked so winsome with her soft wavy hair brushed out, her forearms crossed in front of her, pushing her breasts out for their enjoyment. A naughty grin crossed her face and he felt incredibly lucky that she was theirs. She stood there, so confident and sexy as hell in her bare skin, and he wanted nothing more than to lay her over the end of the bed and wallow in her sweetly scented, womanly flesh. Man, I’ve got it bad for her.

Quinten noticed his distraction and followed Ben’s gaze to her, and whistled at her naked beauty. “Hey, baby.” Her expression became serious and Ben stopped adjusting the swing and went to her. “You all right, Camilla?”

Quinten joined them and tilted his head as he stroked her bare shoulder with a knuckle. “What’s the matter, baby?”

“Absolutely nothing.” She brushed the corner of her eye with a fingertip and sniffled. “I never had what you had, growing up, Quinten. Your parents are…really something. I hope we’re that happy when we’re their age.”

Ben stroked her silky hair. “We will, sugar.”

“Count on it, baby,” Quinten said as he planted a kiss on her shoulder. “We’re gonna keep you so happy, you won’t know what hit you.”

“I hope so. Now, who wants to fuck me?”

Just like that, playful, sassy Camilla reappeared, and Ben chuckled. “I think I want you trussed up first.”

He had her sit in the swing, which had a narrow seat and elastic and Velcro straps for restraining her, as well as handholds suspended over her head for her to hang on to. Her ankles could be restrained under her thighs or clipped to the handholds, restricting her movements. Ben adjusted the swing upward slightly so that her pussy was at the right height to align with their cocks. She giggled as Quinten lifted her from behind and nibbled at her neck while Ben raised it higher and then held the swing steady while Quinten placed her back in it.

The pulse in Ben’s cock pounded as she settled back and they helped her slip her pointed toes through the straps so that her shapely thighs were supported. The way she moved reminded him that she was a natural dancer. He couldn’t wait to sink his cock deep in her sweet, drenched pussy, which was put on display in the reclining position she was in.

Quinten moved behind her and kissed her shoulder. She tilted her head back and giggled as she kissed him. He stroked her back and her ass cheeks. “You comfortable?”

She licked her lips and said, “I’ll be even more comfortable in a minute, I think. I like this. Can I have your cock, too?”

Both men stripped out of their jeans, amid Camilla’s giggling rendition of striptease music. Ben chuckled and said, “She’s sassy tonight, isn’t she?”

“Uh-huh,” Quinten agreed as she nodded enthusiastically.

“Why don’t you give her your cock to play with, Quinten.” Ben picked up the vibrator he’d gotten from her toy collection and kneeled in front of her. With her feet in the stirrups, the swing was very effective at keeping her legs spread wide. She startled when Ben leaned forward and licked at her clit and her swollen lips. She clenched and arched, trying to get her pussy close to his mouth again.

“More, p–please. You’ve got me so hot already, just getting into this thing. I can’t wait until you slide your big cocks inside my pussy. I need you.” Her pleading came to a sudden halt when she heard him flick on the small vibrator from her cabinet of toys. “Oh, boy.”

“Quinten, why don’t we put the blindfold on her now that she’s situated.”

“Good idea.” He went to the end of the bed and got the blindfold and carefully tied it on her while Ben wrapped the softly lined restraints around her wrists and clipped them to the handholds above her head. “Being blindfolded and tied up seems to really get her going.” Quinten stroked her cheek and got her attention. “You’re so good at multitasking, Camilla, let’s try it like this.” He supported the back of her head in his hand, and she nodded, tilting back her head and opening up to take him.

A happy moan accompanied her sucking sounds as Ben licked her again and then tormented her clit with light brushes of the high-speed vibrator. She writhed against him as he stroked her cunt lips with his fingertips while he teased her clit, tapping and teasing until her pussy was rosy and even more swollen, dripping with her juices. He lapped at her honey and then went back to torturing her clit, this time with long, slow strokes up and down until he could tell she was getting close to orgasm.