My Wildest Fantasy Part 2

He handed the dildo to the woman, guiding her to position herself above me. She hesitated for a moment, then lowered herself onto the toy, her moans mingling with mine as she began to ride it. The man watched for a moment, then moved behind her, his hands on her hips as he positioned his cock at the entrance of her ass.

He thrust into her with one powerful stroke, and she cried out, the combination of the dildo inside her and his cock filling her completely. They moved together, their rhythm steady and intense. As they fucked, the woman reached down to touch me, her fingers finding my clit and rubbing it in time with their movements.

The sensations were overwhelming, my body still sensitive from my earlier orgasms. I moaned and writhed beneath them, the pleasure building once again. The man's thrusts grew harder as he went deeper into her ass, gliding in and out so easily, his grunts mixing with the woman's cries of pleasure. He reached down and slapped my thigh, the sharp sting adding to the intense mix of sensations, leaving a red hot welt.

"Come for me," he commanded, his voice a growl of desire. "Both of you."

With a final, powerful thrust deep in her tight asshole, he pushed the woman over the edge, her orgasm ripping through her as she cried out and tight hole gripping his cock. Her fingers pressed harder against my clit, and I followed her, my body convulsing with the force of my release my pussy soaking as I moaned loudly. The man groaned, his own climax hitting him as he filled her tight hole with his hot cum. His moan was guttural and raw, his warm release flooding her as he shuddered with the intensity of his orgasm.

They collapsed onto the bed beside me, their bodies spent and trembling. For a moment, we lay there in a tangle of limbs, our breaths coming in ragged gasps.

The woman was the first to recover. She leaned over me, her lips finding mine in a passionate kiss. I could taste myself on her tongue, the mix of our arousal igniting a fresh wave of desire. Her body pressed against mine, her nipples hard against my skin. I could feel the heat of her pussy and her juices dripping down her inner thigh, her wetness mingling with mine.

"I want more," she whispered against my lips, her voice breathy and filled with need. She moved down my body, her kisses trailing over my skin, each one a promise of the pleasure to come. She paused at my pussy, blowing gently on my clit, the cool air sending shivers through me.

"You like that, don't you?" she teased, her voice low and seductive. She slapped my pussy lightly, the sharp sting making me gasp and arch towards her touch. She slapped it again, harder this time, the pain mingling with the pleasure and driving me wild.

The man watched with a satisfied smile, his eyes dark with desire. He moved beside me, his fingers finding my breast and pinching my nipple hard, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core. The woman's tongue flicked over my clit, her fingers sliding inside me, stretching and filling me again and again.

"Come for us," the man commanded, his voice a growl of desire. "One last time."

The sensations were overwhelming, my body trembling with the intensity of it all. The woman's fingers worked me relentlessly, her tongue dancing over my clit, driving me higher and higher. The man's fingers pinched and pulled at my nipple, the pain and pleasure blending into one.

With a cry, I let go, my body convulsing as I came, the orgasm crashing over me like a tidal wave. I squirted again, the release soaking the woman’s face as she continued to lick and suck. The intensity left me breathless, my body trembling with the aftershocks of my release.

When I finally lay still, spent and trembling, the man and woman untied my restraints, their touches gentle and soothing. The blindfold remained, a reminder of the intense, thrilling experience we had just shared.

"You've been so good," the man murmured, his voice filled with satisfaction. The woman leaned down to give me one last kiss on the lips, her tongue sliding against mine in a final, intimate caress. The taste of her, mixed with the taste of me, was intoxicating. She pulled away slowly, her breath hot against my skin.

The man followed suit, his kiss firm and possessive, his hand cupping my cheek as his tongue explored my mouth. The sensations were almost too much, my body still trembling with the aftershocks of my release.

When they finally pulled away, they stood beside the bed, their eyes filled with promise. "We'll be back," the man said, his voice low and filled with desire. "This is just the beginning."

As they left the room, I lay there, my body spent and trembling, my mind a whirlwind of pleasure and anticipation.