sending two or three harsh whacks onto Tommy’s now reddened bottom.
Jessi leaned over so she could see Tommy’s face. His head was hung into his chest and his hair was draped over his face. His breath came in heavy gasps from pain mixed with pleasure. Her eyes traveled down his body and she saw the head of his cock. It glistened and bubbled. She wanted to grab it in her hand and suck it dry, but she didn’t know if that was in violation of the rules. She stroked and teased his inner thighs, but never touched him where he wanted to be touched. Every time her hand avoided his ready-to-erupt cock, he released another drop of precious fluid.
Angel placed the ruler back in her hand and motioned for her to use it. She sent another sharp smack onto Tommy’s bottom, which caused him to buck. She was empowered by the authority and control. She wanted to use it again, but thought Tommy had enough. Her eye caught Angel as he stroked himself and gazed at Tommy through half-closed lustful eyes. She smacked Angel on the butt with the ruler instead, much harder than she hit Tommy.
Angel’s surprised gasp turned into a provocative chuckle. “You vamp!” He returned the blow with his bare hand on her behind.
It sent an unexpected jolt through her body, and she fell back onto one hand. Angel quickly reached out to her, concerned that he hurt her, but it was the rush of endorphins that knocked her off her knees and blinded her. She took his hand, and he pulled her up. She circled her hands around his neck and whispered in his ear, “You can hit me like that any time you want.”
Tommy strained his head in their direction. “If you two are going to put on a show, you’d better untie me because I want a front row seat.”
Oh how she wished there was truth in Tommy’s statement. One day, she kept telling herself, one day Angel would fall and delve into the forbidden fruit between her legs. Since she stopped pursuing him, the limited interactions they shared were spontaneous and passionate and often at Angel’s initiation. His interest in her had advanced a great deal since he first joined their bed.
Jessi crawled up to Tommy and offered him her breast. He leered at her nipple but didn’t take it. “I’m not allowed to have any until you untie me.”
She reached for the sash.
“No,” Angel scolded. “He’s not ready.”
She rubbed her breast against his shoulder and her nipple traced a small trail down his back. By the time she got to the two small dimples just above the curve of his butt, her nipple pulsed from the friction of skin against skin.
Angel pulled Tommy to his knees and rubbed his cock against Tommy’s bottom. He was breathing almost as loud as Tommy. “Untie him. I can’t wait any longer. I’m about to explode.”
The satin scarves fell to the bed with little effort. As soon as Tommy’s hands were freed, he grabbed hold of Jessi’s breasts which were dangling in front of him. He sucked one while he rolled the nipple of the other one between his fingers. Sensations traveled down her body and tickled her pussy into a spasm. She couldn’t wait either. There was no time to fiddle with the blindfold. She straddled his face and hung onto the headboard. He curled his arms around her thighs and buried his face and tongue between her legs. He sucked her and moaned almost as load as she did, but she fought her orgasm. She wanted to experience the pleasure that was mounting inside her.
The bed moved in waves and Tommy grunted several times. She didn’t need to turn around to know that Angel was preparing Tommy, but she wanted to. She peeked over her shoulder just as Angel wiped his fingers clean on a tissue and guided his cock into Tommy. Angel and Tommy both let out a loud moan at the same time. Angel’s head fell back and his eyes rolled up to the ceiling. She watched the bliss that spread across Angel’s face, then