Chapter 3 #2
She reached around and grabbed his ass to assist with shoving his dick down her throat.
She pulled, and he slid deeper. She gagged and Tyreek smiled.
Finally he felt contact. He felt the pressure of her throat opening and closing around his shaft.
Adrenaline led him to grab her head and heave harder, so hard that she pushed him away by the hips and fell to the floor gasping for air.
She stood up and got into bed, lying on her back with her head hanging over the edge as she looked up, watching him upside-down.
Her chest rose and fell with each deep breath.
Tyreek was very familiar with the upside-down blowjob position.
He stepped up and put his balls in her mouth first. She took them in and sucked as he jerked his dick, wanting to spill cum on her breast and down her throat desperately.
Tyreek moved his balls away and slipped his dick in her mouth.
Upside-down made it easier for his dick to slide halfway down her throat.
The more he shoved, the more she deepthroated him.
Every few seconds, he’d pull out so she could breathe.
Standing over her wasn’t easy. His knees started to tremble.
The sight of her large breasts, swollen nipples, her perfect thighs that spread with a pussy between them that appeared flawless and smelled like heaven to him, suddenly became overbearing.
Brenda tasted his pre-cum and pushed his dick out of her mouth. “Not yet,” she said as she gagged and almost puked, not from the taste of him because she loved it; it was the size of a rock-solid dick that no other man before him delivered.
Tyreek stayed next to the bed, drenched in heat and desire. He held on to his dick like a clarinet, stroking it to keep the tension. He squeezed the pre-cum from his dickhead to wipe it on his thigh, but Brenda had risen, grabbed his hand, and licked it off his fingers.
“Get in bed,” she said.
Tyreek climbed in beside her and kissed her before she could give another command.
He looked deep into her beautiful brown eyes and studied her reaction.
His heart fluttered at her image. This was the host, his boss and one of the most important women in the mansion.
CC was just pussy to him. Brenda suddenly felt like the prize.
She reached from her bed and slid open a drawer in her mahogany nightstand.
She pulled out a glass butt-plug and turned it on.
It vibrated quietly and glowed red. She licked it before pushing it inside her anus.
She couldn’t move until the sensation settled, then dimmed the bedroom light with a remote from atop the nightstand.
“Lay back,” she said, “and spread your arms wide.”
Tyreek scooted to the center of the bed and spread his arms. His dick stood at attention like a pole, fully erected and ready for action. “Like this.”
“Wider.” She pulled a set of handcuffs from her pillow and cuffed one wrist after the other to the mahogany bedpost.
Tyreek smiled. He was comfortable and began enjoying this game a little too much. “I like it rough,” he said.
“So do I,” she continued. “Watch this.”
She clicked another button on her remote, and fog slowly filled the room. The red glow from her butt plug glowed against the mist like magic, following her and revealing a luscious set of glowing ass cheeks.
Tyreek was getting impatient but didn’t want to get the whip again or risk spoiling the moment.
He watched her prowling like a cat, watching him with desire in her eyes and seduction in her motion.
She crawled over him and kissed him with her tongue, slipping in and out of his mouth.
She tasted sweet and desirable like candy.
His chest rose as she crouched on his lap and gyrated, moving her hips and waist simultaneously, grinding on his dick.
Her pussy was too wet for friction and felt like warm flesh that needed him inside.
She lifted her hips and grabbed his dick, then massaged it inside her pussy, headfirst. Tyreek moaned loud enough for his voice to echo throughout the bedroom. He could feel Brenda’s butt-plug vibrating against his dick. He flinched hard enough to tighten the chains around his wrist.
“No nigga,” Brenda said, “We're just getting started.”
He breathed harder now. Her pussy was warm and alive with a vibrant pull that created sensations he’d never felt before. “It feels so fucking good.”
“I know, but don’t start screaming like a bitch.”
Brenda rode him like a horse. She could feel all ten inches pulsating inside of her.
She grinded harder for a few minutes, but to Tyreek it felt like all day and night.
He continued moaning, unlike he ever had.
He was handcuffed with all that dick and mouth, but this woman made him feel powerless.
She rose from him in the reverse cowgirl position and snatched the glowing butt-plug from her ass and threw it to the side of them.
Tyreek watched as his dick entered her ass from behind. The pressure had already built up inside his nut-sacks. Blood rushed to his dick at its peak.
“Whose dick is this?” Brenda asked.
Tyreek pulled his arms, hoping to break the cuffs or the rails, but the cuffs only tightened.
Neither one budged. His back rose from the bed, but he couldn’t throw her off of him.
Watching her ass clack against his dick was too much.
Three. Two. One. He exploded inside her asshole with his arms spread far apart, trying to catch his breath and catch up with his heartbeat and slow it down.
Brenda kept grinding on top of him and didn’t stop until she climaxed with his dick in her ass and two of her fingers in her pussy. She moved off of him with his warm cum dripping from her ass crack and down her legs.
“This is all the pussy and ass you need,” she continued, “and that’s my dick.”
Tyreek caught his breath and his heartbeat slowed to a reasonable pace. The authority in her voice was real and the pain in his wrists confirmed it.
“Yes ma’am.”
“I’m getting in the shower and going down to the indoor golf games. I’ll have security come to uncuff you later.”
“Oh hell no!” he yelled.
Brenda laughed as she climbed out of bed.
“Promise me you’ll stay out of CC’s room and keep that bitch Teresa out of your face.”
“I promise,” he said with balled fists and blood dripping from one wrist. For the first time since arriving at Blackwater Manor, Tyreek didn't feel lucky. He felt trapped.
Brenda disappeared into the bathroom, leaving Tyreek chained to the bed alone and helpless.
Less than fifty feet away, behind a closed door marked DO NOT DISTURB, the bride lay dead.