I gasped and squirmed, but he didn’t remove. It felt awkward and intrusive and…
“Oh!” I gasped as his tongue plunged deep within my pussy. His finger glided in to the first knuckle, the lubricant of my own erection facilitating his progress.
I squeezed around him, wanting to force him out. The feeling of my muscles vibrating around his unyielding finger lighted up sensitive nerve endings I’d never dreamed I had.
Nicola moaned against me. “She literally spilled all over my tongue,” he told Mathew.
Mathew bit out a curse. His palm fisted in my hair, tilting my head back so he could catch me in his searing stare.
“You are so wonderful, Emily.” He held me caught in his black look, but he addressed Nicola. “Let her come. She’s earned it.”
Nicola’s tongue split my swollen folds again, and he brought his thumb down on my clit. He started stroking in forceful, rhythmic circles, and he forced his fingertip farther into my ass.
I broke on a scream, and my eyes closed as joy struck me. Mathew’s fingers tightened in my hair, claiming my attention.
“No,” he hissed. “Look at me. Look at Daddy when you come.”
My eyes locked on his, and bliss rushed through me as my inner muscles clenched around Nicola’s intrusive finger. Mathew watched me with a wicked smirk as my whole body convulsed with delight.
Nicola continued to massage me, softly pushing his finger in and out of my ass as my body finally submitted to the prohibited incursion. My sex got sensitive, the pleasure too great to tolerate any longer. I moaned and attempted to pull away from his lips and hands, but he didn’t stop until Mathew instructed him to.
“Enough, Nicola. You can play with her more next time.”
Nicola finally withdrew from me and stepped away. Mathew laid down beside me and pulled me into his arms, easing the ruined nightgown from my body. I heard water running in the bathroom, and then Nicola returned a minute later. He climbed onto the bed on my other side.
“You did so well, Sweetheart,” he praised, stroking my back as Mathew petted my hair. I was surrounded by their heat, their strength.
Everything started to seem surreal again, and I was so sleepy. I yawned, and Mathew chuckled. He kissed my forehead.
“Go to sleep, godess. We can talk about everything in the morning.”
I didn’t want to talk about anything. I didn’t want to think about anything. I just wanted to stay here, cocooned in bliss and their body heat.
So, I closed my eyes and obeyed Mathew, falling into sleep.
Emily
It was dark and chilly when I awoke. I reached over and ran my fingers down the blankets, trying to find Nicola’s warmth.
Nicola. It wasn’t the first time I’d fallen asleep while being held by someone else except him.
After a while, I felt the soft sheets gently brushing against my skin.
To put it bluntly, I was nude. While Mathew held me down, Nicola tore off my nightgown. They…
For some reason, my stomach performed a strange flip.
This is really unclean and inappropriate.
That’s really mean of Nicola to give me away to his pal. In fact, I was so close to telling him yesterday that I nearly cried. Surely in his mind I am nothing more than a slut in his eyes. If he hadn’t liked me, he wouldn’t have let Mathew get so close to me. He must have concluded I was a whore after discovering I had strayed with his closest buddy.
When I thought of them touching me again, my whole body became hot, and I realized that the sensation wasn’t only due to embarrassment. My nipples protruded against the chilly covers as my sex life throbbed. I bit my lip in protest and hid my face in the pillow.
Perhaps I was a slouch. I had to be, since I sprung forward while being held down by two guys. Nicola had touched my virginal ***, and I had flung myself all over his face.
In no way does this represent who I am. How absurd. My behavior has become completely irrational.
Since arriving at Mathew’s estate, I’ve become an increasingly sexual person. I had given up my life and run straight into Nicola’s waiting arms. I’d given up my duties for the sake of feeling his touch.
In only a few of weeks, I had devolved into a complete whore and let two different guys exploit me. I had given Mathew permission to spank me. I had grown horny after calling him Daddy.
That would have been totally out of line, not to mention bizarre and inappropriate.
Before I entirely disintegrated, I had to go. For a while, I had really forgotten that Mathew had abducted me and that I was being kept here against my will. In my stay on this farm, I had grown submissive and twisted, despite the fact that all I wanted to do was return to Lasvagas with Nicola.
After this, he can never love me. He had lost respect for me, as had my other teachers and my father.
This morning, Nicola wasn’t here to cuddle me and call me Sweetheart. Forget being his Sweetheart, I was done with that guy forever. I had become a filthy, used item.
I flung back the blankets and scrambled to get dressed. Asana leggings and a camisole were yanked off my body. Once I raced outside, I wished I had a coat to keep me warm, but I knew I’d soon be back in the comfort of Mathew’s BMW.