Tuesday, 28 October 2008

Repossession

They both felt me stirring as I lay there pressed between their hot bodies but Smooth was the first to act. Pushing me onto my back, he did what he had promised and went down on me.

Opening my legs wide and sliding his tongue inside, lapping up the mixture of our two juices before sliding further down into the pool where two became three with its added sweetness from Ruf's pineapple base. He seemed completely unperturbed at eating another man's spunk, focussed purely on licking at me, trying to make me lose those inhibitions that this act still inspires. All my old fears and insecurities rise bubbling to the top with a new man, hampering my instincts, curtailing the possibility of my pleasure.

Letting him watch me masturbate, with my toys for protection, I could obscure and conceal but now it is just me, completely naked and defenceless. At the mercy of my own misery as it tries to destroy any feelgood factor; attempting to push him away. But he wont have it. And nor will Ruf, who takes my wrists and holds them tight above my head as he kisses me.

Slowly, they fight the demons away, distracting me with their tongues and forcing the negativity out of me until I can relax and soften against their lips. My mouth is becoming as wet as my cunt as I start to enjoy. The excitement starts to rise. A mouth on my mouth, tongue deep inside, searching and probing and below, lips against my lips and a tongue searching and flicking and sucking and probing until I'm twitching against that 'almost too much' sensation.

And then Ruf is whispering those words in my ear. Words that he knows are guaranteed to make me putty in his hands: 'He's going to finger fuck you now. Finger... fuck...finger...fuck...you'. Probing deep inside me, finding that soft spongy target, curling, beckoning. My breath coming in faster and faster gasps but I can't cry out. There is only a stunted, muffled moaning as Ruf's semi-flaccid cock is filling my mouth, growing steadily with excitement as he moves in and out on the breath of my orgasm.

Erection achieved, he pulls away and turns me over onto my knees. Smooth moves with him, never once removing his mouth or his fingers from my groin as he rolls onto his back with me kneeling astride his face. I can feel the next one building inside me. Gone now any inhibitions, any concerns about this stranger with his face between my legs.

My fears are about what is coming next and then it hits... Ruf's palm striking my exposed buttocks, forcing my elbows to buckle slightly, pushing me down harder onto the fingers. Straightening my elbows to lift me back up only to be forced forwards again by the next one. He is spanking me harder than he ever has before, punishing me for enjoying the man's attentions but I know it will be worse if I try to make them stop. I started this and now I have to endure, whatever the consequences, and I love it. Two men wanting me, taking me further up the highest mountain I have ever climbed. The air is so thin and I'm gasping through each wave of pleasure as it is intensified by another slap. I have never been so high without battery assistance.

Smooth's tongue. Licking and flicking and probing and teasing. Pressing and pushing and pulsing until all I can do is scream to be fucked. But still he won't stop and it is Ruf who penetrates me, exploding my world with the multitude of sensations. Tongue and fingers, cock and palm forcing me to the summit and over the edge. My arms and legs trembling and shaking as they try to support me. Smooth's face is awash as I gush over him, his hands steadying me, knowing that I am on the verge of collapse, and still Ruf ploughs his personal furrow.

Taking me back from this interloper.

Reclaiming me.

10 comments:

Uuncle Norman said...

J- Very hot stuff indeed and very well written.

Can I ask, do you ever have to explain hand marks on your botty after being smacked?

Uncle Norman

BenefitScroungingScum said...

Oh that's so sexy! I'm also curious about the hand marks, does this kind of play mark a great deal?
BG x

Gorilla Bananas said...

A two-man fantasy! I suppose it was only a matter of time. Old Ruf might soon need someone to share the work.

ez cheese said...

I especially love the internal conflict that happens in your head but is slowly washed away by their prodding and probing.

having my cake said...

U/Norman - Hello and thank you. This one is a fantasy but there have been several occasions when I have returned home wearing hand prints on my arse. Most bruises can be explained away by my ma training but hand prints mean I have to ensure that no one actually sees my naked rear until they disappear.

BG - When you get thwacked on the arse by someone who knows how to hit, sometimes there are definite hand prints...

Mr B - Are you volunteering? You know how I love me a hairy partner and I suspect Ruf would enjoy a good wrestle with you x

Cheezey - Tongues are wonderful things for relaxing and distracting the brain from the less important things in life :)

Loving Annie said...

Excellently written, Cake !

A huge turn-on of a fantasy...

And I wouldn't think the hand prints stayed pink for longer than a little while, unless he left bruises...

nitebyrd said...

What a sexy, erotic fantasy! Just delicious!

Mr. Nighttime said...

My god....

Nicey said...

Very nice, fantasies are cool !

midnight said...

Mmm... very nice!