CHAPTER NINETEEN
(Matthew)
Bound, tandem jerking off wasn’t something that had ever been on my bucket list, only because the thought of it had never crossed my mind. For as mild and well-mannered as he was outside of the bedroom, Neil Elwood was diabolical behind closed doors. He could teach a master class in domination.
Maybe he should , the only still-functioning part of my brain suggested through my haze. If I made it through whatever he had planned with any memory other than agonizing pleasure, I would have to ask him to host a seminar or something.
And that was the last possible rational thought that I was capable of.
The slow strokes El-Mudad and I managed fell into a slick rhythm, aided by the lube and the copious amounts of precum the prostate stimulator pushed from my cock.
The pulsing vibrations from the toy felt like they were coming from inside my dick, and the movement of the rotation made bursts of white-hot pleasure spark at the corners of my vision on each lazy circle.
The only hitch in the activity was our slightly disparate sizes; El-Mudad was a little longer than me, so in order to reach his tip, I had to let my cock slip from my grasp completely.
Every stroke forced the head of my dick to push back through my fist, and the sensation overwhelmed me.
I gasped and arched my hips a little more each time, until I was fucking my hand, my shaft rubbing against the backs of El-Mudad’s knuckles on each pass.
In the mirror over El-Mudad’s shoulder, I saw Neil return to the toy cabinet for a cordless wand and a dildo that was large, but not quite as large as himself.
To date, even with all of my experience, he had the biggest cock I’d ever seen.
Certainly, the largest I’d ever taken, and I wouldn’t be repeating that experience.
He went to the bed and climbed on, still fully clothed, still wearing his fucking shoes . Christ, that was hot. He was so polished and in control, even with four exceptionally attractive people totally at his mercy.
“Sophie, you’ll pardon me if I give a little more attention to our guest.” It wasn’t a question. Neil set the wand to a low, rumbling pulse pattern that stopped suddenly, pausing for a second before it started again. He brought it to the apex of his wife’s thighs and ordered, “Spread.”
He positioned the vibrator between Sophie’s legs, then took the last length of rope from the end of the bed.
He patted her thigh, and she raised up so he could pass the rope beneath her, wrapping around a few times to snuggly secure her legs closed with the vibrator between them.
He used a finger to spread her labia apart and adjust the bulb of the wand on her clit before settling between the women on the bed.
I didn’t want to see what happened next in a mirror. I wanted to watch it right in front of me. I turned my head to see Neil lay the huge dildo on Charlotte’s trembling stomach.
“You were so tight when I fucked you at Ascend Red.” He spoke loud enough for me to hear him, kept his eyes locked on mine as he toyed with one of Charlotte’s nipples. “I thought you might need to be warmed up.”
His fingers walked down her body slowly, and she tipped her head back, closing her eyes.
“No, no,” he admonished her. “I want you to look right at him while I fuck you with this. While I make you come. I want you to call out my name while you’re staring into his eyes.”
She whimpered.
“Spread your legs wide, so he can see me playing with your cunt.”
I licked my lips. They were salty from perspiration. When had I started to sweat? My heart rate was through the roof as she obeyed him. Obeyed another man. Opened herself up for him while locking eyes with me.
Which is why I didn’t see him press the remote button again. The vibration and speed of the toy in my ass startled me, and I cried out at the intensity of the pleasure.
“You’re so wet,” Neil told Charlotte, dragging his fingers up and down her open center. “I think you like showing off for Matthew. You know, only sluts want to be seen like this. Only sluts want to take another man’s cock in them. Are you a filthy girl, Charlotte?”
She moaned a denial.
Liar , I thought, something between a grimace and smile curling the corners of my mouth.
Neil pushed two fingers inside of her and removed them to suck her juices into his mouth. “You taste incredible. I have a mind to make you ride Sophie’s face when I’m done here.”
“Yes, please!” Sophie gasped, writhing in her bonds. The thrum of her vibrator cut off suddenly, and she cried out in frustration.
“You’ll speak when you’re spoken to, or you won’t sit down for a week,” Neil warned her.
Her petulant, “Yes, Sir,” was so bratty, I would have spanked her right then, had she been my sub.
“You’d better not come, either,” he warned, before turning his attention back to Charlotte. “You can come, though. As much as you’d like. I dare say you’ll come more than you like. As long as you keep your eyes on Matthew, so he can see how eager you are for another man’s attention.”
Fuck, the jealousy thing was hot.
Almost too hot, in fact. I’d been distracted.
Not paying attention to my own body. But impending orgasm is difficult to ignore, as were the strong pulses of the toy in my ass.
My legs jerked, but they were bound to the bench.
What started out as a groan escalated into sharp, panting cries that drew Neil’s attention immediately.
“Already?” He clucked his tongue and told Charlotte, “Excuse me, won’t you?”
Fuck, I was going to come. And El-Mudad wasn’t allowed to stop until I did. At least I would go soft after a minute or two. The toy would still be torment, but—
The wardrobe door creaked, clicked shut, and Neil’s footsteps approached. I looked to one of the mirrors and saw the silicone loop in his hands.
Of course, he wouldn’t let me get off that easily. Figuratively and literally.
“Stop a moment,” Neil ordered, and lifted our hands up.
He’d brought two of the lasso-style cock rings with him and made the wise choice to put El-Mudad’s on first. Otherwise, I would have probably blown all over Neil’s hands.
He gripped the base of my cock and rolled the ring down, then tightened the loop with the round toggle attached.
Neil leaned close to my ear and whispered, “There. That way, when you come—which I assume will be any moment now—you won’t be able to stop.”
Then he swiped his tongue up my neck, and it was all over.
His posh accent, the smell of his cologne, the feeling of his mouth on me, it all combined with the overtly sexual sensations from the resumed stroking and the pressure on my prostate.
I jerked, gasped, and howled in agonized pleasure as I shot ropes of cum over myself and El-Mudad.
“Keep going,” Neil ordered El-Mudad. And to me, “Don’t you dare open your hand. You’ll keep going until I give you permission to stop, or I’ll do it for you.”
And to illustrate what would be in store if I didn’t stop, he rubbed his unlubed palm over my highly sensitive tip in a rapid, harsh twist.
I yelped and bucked, and the bastard laughed at me as he walked away.
“Remember, eyes on Charlotte,” Neil sing-songed as he joined her on the bed again.
Beside her, Sophie was in the grips of maddening frustration. Her calves tensed, her back arched, then… nothing. The vibrator cut off completely. She whined and bit her bottom lip, twisting her bonds.
Fucking hell, if this was toned-down cruelty, I definitely wouldn’t be able to handle Neil at his worst.
“Sorry for the interruption,” Neil apologized, and picked up the dildo he’d left laying on Charlotte.
“Look at poor Matthew. Imagine how sensitive he must be right now. You know, with that loop on, he can’t go soft, and with the toy I used on him, well…
chances are, he’ll come again and again.
But it won’t be as nice for him as it will be for you. ”
I gritted my teeth to keep from swearing. The pleasure had long since transformed into outright, overstimulated pain, but El-Mudad didn’t slow his strokes. He sped up as he approached his own climax and I begged, “Please, no!”
“I’m sorry, I can’t stop,” he panted. “Too close—”
He stiffened, still pounding hard through his fist, making me pound hard through my fist, and I felt the hot splash as he came so powerfully, it slashed across my chest.
“Keep going,” Neil instructed us.
“Please, please,” El-Mudad begged, though there was no way Neil would give in. He was like some evil genius, intent on giving us more pleasure than we could stand.
“Look, Matthew,” he said, slicking the head of the dildo through Charlotte’s juices. “I’m going to fuck her with this. There’s nothing you can do to stop me. I’m going to fuck this sweet little cunt with this and make her come for me. For me, do you understand?”
God damn he was good at the mind games.
He pressed his lips against Charlotte’s ear, and though I couldn’t quite hear him, I thought he said, “Here we go,” before he rammed the toy deep into her without another warning.
She screamed and her legs flailed, but he held one down with his own.
“Hush, or you won’t come all evening,” he warned her.
“Sir!” Sophie cried out. “Sir, I’m going to come!”
“No, you won’t.” He reached behind him and pulled the vibrator away. “But Charlotte will.”
Sophie wailed in disappointment, and Neil brought the wand to Charlotte’s mound. “Count them for me, Sophie. So Matthew knows how much his little slut enjoys me making her come. And I want you to hear what you’re not having.”