4. Tino
Chapter 4
Tino
My cock is going to explode. It’s covered in an obscene trail of Kirill’s cum, and there’s some on my thighs, too. He shot like a fucking water cannon, and the room stinks of sex and musk, and male need and aggression.
I shouldn’t find it so hot to have seen my two friends come so hard but somehow with Mackenzie like this, it’s as if this moment between us all is an alternate reality. A brief tear in the time and space continuum where we can get our inner freaks on but go back to normal the next day. Although even normal is freaky for us. Just not this freaky.
“Ah, Tino, Tino, Tino. What can we do to you?” she asks with a dark smile.
She crawls onto the bed and brings herself in line with my cock.
“First I’m going to clean you up.”
She opens her mouth, her tongue sliding past her pink lips, and licks the length of my cock like it’s a lollipop. She moans as she laps up Kirill’s cum, stopping to swirl over the head, cleaning me up completely.
“Shit,” I hiss, pulling on the restraints. I want to grab the back of her head, and force her mouth right over me, so I hit the back of her throat.
Her tongue dances around my piercings, and then she pushes it into my slit. I yelp and push up my hips, begging for more.
“Not so fast,” she says, sitting back on her haunches. “In fact, I’m quite needy myself, so I think I’ll sit on your face, and why don’t we let the other two get some pictures of that? You all tied up and being smothered by your Duchess?”
She’s getting into this role play hard, and I can see more debauchery like this in our future.
Kenzie stands and gives me a striptease, showing off her gorgeous body as she pushes the straps of the silky teddy, causing them to fall from her shoulders, and the entire garment slips to the ground. Next, she rolls down her panties, and they go the same way as the teddy. She keeps the boots on but kicks the lingerie to one side and steps over it.
Walking around the bed, she climbs back on and, using the support of the headboard, stands up. It’s a little precarious in those heels on the mattress and covers, but she steps one foot over me, straddling my chest, letting me see her glorious pussy.
Then holding onto the headboard, she slowly sinks down to her knees, straddling me. Her pussy is right above my face now. She’s wet and swollen and turned on beyond all belief. As am I.
“You’re going to eat me so good,” she instructs. “Make me come, Tino, or you don’t get a happy ending tonight.”
I nod and swallow.
She glances over her shoulder. “Kirill, Dom.”
“Yes,” they answer in unison.
“One of you, I don’t care which, get a picture of him pleasing his Duchess.”
“Yes, mistress,” Kirill says sarcastically with a chuckle.
Those two are treating this as more of a ridiculous game now they’ve come, but they were most definitely seriously into before they blew their loads.
“Start talking back and when I’m done with Tino, I’ll tie you to this headboard for a month, Kirill.”
Dom laughs too. “I like it,” he says to Kirill. “I like it way more than I should.”
Looking down at me, I see the moment Mackenzie almost cracks and bursts out laughing herself, but instead she growls an order at them to go and fetch the camera, and they both rush to do her bidding.
She eases herself down, and her pussy pushes against my mouth. I part my lips and push out my tongue. I envelope her pussy with my mouth, eating her like she’s a ripe fruit, and she drips all over my chin. I penetrate her with my tongue, and she rocks against me. She presses down harder, and I can breathe, but it’s not easy. I have to breathe through my nose, and all I can taste and smell is her. It’s intoxicating and a little scary.
The fear, the knowledge she could sit down on me harder and take my air only makes this moment sexier. The fear heightens the adrenalin, which heightens my arousal. I wish I could touch my cock, but I’m still bound.
She moves faster, gasping and making little mewling sounds. Her thighs start to shake, and I know she’s close to coming. I redouble my efforts because I want to come too, and if she does, then I might get to.
I flick her clit with my tongue, and she explodes, grinding down on my face as she pulses against me.
Breathless, she moves back off me and looks down at me, smiling. “You did a good job. Would you like to come?”
“Yes, please, Duchess,” I say.
I think she’s going to jerk me off, so I’m surprised when she moves her body down the bed and lifts my cock up before sliding herself down on me with a shiver. She’s wet and tight, and unbelievably perfect. My eyes roll with pleasure. I know I won’t last long.
“Ooohh,” she moans. “That feels so good.”
Her nipples are like bullets, and she fucks me hard and fast, her ass slamming down on me. My climax builds too fast, and I know I can’t hold back.
“Ah, fuck, Kenize.” I throw my head back and my hips buck, driving ever deeper inside her. Cum surges up through my cock as I empty inside her, and she rides me through it.
I slump onto the bed, breathing hard. “Fuck, I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay, I already came once,” she says as she climbs off me.
She leans over me, her breasts in my face, as unties my hands from the bed.
I’m rubbing my wrists when Kenzie squeals. I look up to see Dom picking her up, placing her on her back next to me on the bed.