He reached above her head and released first one wrist from the chains, then the other.
“Sit down,” he commanded, pointing at one of the chairs around the teak table.
She sat down as directed, her eyes lowered.
“Marissa, I want to watch you suck Rip’s cock.”
Her gaze darted to his face. His expression was stern, just like always when he took charge. But he was continuing this, and she could see the outline of his big cock in his jeans, stretching the denim.
Rip unzipped his jeans and dropped them to the ground then stepped in front of her. He drew his big cock from his boxers and pointed it toward her.
Oh, God, it was huge. Almost as big as Killer’s.
She glanced toward the bed to see Raven watching them. The two men sat on either side of her while she stroked their erections. Both men had a handful of breast in his hand as they all watched Marissa.
She felt a little embarrassed being watched by them, but she couldn’t see any sign of jealousy in Raven’s keen gaze. More heated interest as her hands glided up and down the big cocks.
Marissa felt a little wicked, and daring as she tentatively wrapped her hand around Rip’s big, thick cock. It was hot and hard in her hand.
“Stroke it,” Killer insisted. He unzipped his jeans and she watched him take out his huge cock as she glided her hand up Rip’s cock, then down again.
“That feels so good,” Rip encouraged.
“Take it in your mouth,” Killer commanded.
She leaned forward and opened her mouth, then glided her lips around the big head. Rip let out a moan.
Killer stepped behind her and placed his hand over her breast. Her nipple spiked into his palm. He stroked his cock.
She slid down on Rip’s cock, then back again.
“Oh, yeah,” Rip said.
She lapped her tongue around his tip, then suckled the end.
“Fuck,” Rip said in a strangled voice.
Killer’s cockhead brushed her cheek as he stroked it. She released Rip, still holding his rock-solid shaft in her hand and turned to run her lips over Killer’s cock. He turned and fed it into her mouth, pushing inside, slowly, giving her time to take all of him. Then he drew back.
“Do both of us.” Killer stepped beside Rip.
She grasped Killer’s thicker cock in her hand, too, then stared at both big members in front of her with a smile. Then she kissed each of them and proceeded to suck each in turn, one after another.
She glanced toward the bed and saw that Raven was doing the same to Shock and Wild Card again. Marissa hollowed her lips around Rip as Raven did the same to Wild Card. Raven switched and so did Marissa, taking Killer deep into her mouth.
Almost in a good-natured race, the two woman worked on their fleshy toys, sucking and stroking their men to pleasure. Killer and Rip were both getting close, their bodies tensing.
Marissa sucked Rip deep, then decided to concentrate on him, stroking Killer vigorously at the same time. Rip groaned as she sucked him hard, then stroked his balls as she took him deep. He tensed and she bobbed up and down more quickly.
“Fuck, yeah, baby,” he said as he clamped his hand around her head, pulling her close to his groin. He erupted in her mouth, groaning.
Then he slipped from her lips and sat in the chair beside her. She took Killer in her mouth as Rip stroked her naked breasts. She sucked and squeezed Killer in her mouth and he drove deep a few times. She cupped his balls and stroked them, as he stiffened and filled her with hot liquid.
She heard sound coming from the bed and glanced over to see Wild Card’s tight ass clenching, his cock deep inside Raven’s mouth. Shock sat on the bed beside Raven, his cock clearly already emptied.
Killer stepped back, then pulled her to her feet and into his arms. He kissed her fiercely, then released her.
“God, that was fucking hot.”
He crouched in front of her and kissed down her stomach, then rested his cheek against her panties. He turned and nuzzled, then kissed her through the fabric.
The feel of his raspy face against her stomach, and his lips playing through the fabric, sent her hormones raging. He leaned back and stared at her, then with one finger, drew the fabric down a little.
She wanted him to tear them away, then sink his tongue into her.
But he stood up and tucked his hand around behind her and drew her toward the table. He positioned her in front of Rip and sat in her chair, then drew the front of her panties down further.
“Isn’t that a beautiful pussy?” Killer asked.
“Absolutely,” Rip agreed with a grin.
“Well, then, do something about it.”
Rip chuckled and drew the sides of the panties down. He glided them the length of her thighs, then dropped them to the ground.
She heard Raven moaning behind her. She didn’t know what the men were doing to her, but she was certainly enjoying it.