Master and His Subs - A Bisexual MMF Menage Romance

Chapter 7

Tyler

Tyler looked at the tent in Master's jeans. Neither of them had come in the last scene. Only Mona. Normally, frustration would make his shoulders tight, but he was high on his reward. Master had granted his request for a kiss.

Mona was still naked, so was Tyler. Master wore only an old pair of jeans that were so worn, they were soft to the touch. Master left them to set up the next scene.

"You two may play but do not come," Master said.

Tyler turned back to Mona and ran his hands up the smooth skin of her legs. He was surprised how much he liked having sex with Master, but he did miss the sweet softness of a woman's body.

"Hi," Tyler said. He realized that though he knew her name, and they'd both pleasured each other, they hadn't actually been introduced.

"Hi," she smiled shyly.

"I don't know your limits. Is there anything I can't do?"

"I don't like hard impact play."

"I meant that I want to touch you, kiss you basically everywhere. Is there a part of you that's off limits to me?"

"Only if Master says there is."

Tyler smiled. Master had only said don't come. It was easier to ask forgiveness than permission. Master hadn't explicitly said anything, but with what had happened in their last scene, Master asking Tyler to name what he liked about Mona's body, he gathered she didn't realize how sexy she was.

Tyler cupped her face. "I miss kissing. Let's make out a little. You're so sexy," he said as he leaned in.

Mona lay back as he pressed forward until he was lying on top of her on the soft chaise. She spread her legs, and he groaned when his hard cock came into contact with her bare pussy. She was still wet from coming in his mouth.

He rubbed himself up and down the crease of her. When the tip of his erection caught on her clit, she gripped his biceps and spread her legs open wider.

"It's so sexy how much you want it," he whispered as he kissed his way down her neck. "You have no idea how hard it was to keep my hands to myself. Your tits are perfection."

When he looked up, she was watching him closely. She didn't believe him. Tyler gave her his biggest smile as he set out to prove it to her.

He knew how sensitive a woman't nipples could be. He pointed his tongue and flicked the very tip over and over. Her hips moved restlessly, causing her to hump against his erection that was still cocooned between the soft lips of her pussy.

They both groaned.

When her movement became more frantic, Tyler pulled back. He didn't want to get in trouble for getting her off. He had a feeling they'd all lose out if he did.

"Can you come just from nipple play?" he asked.

She bit her lip as she nodded.

"Fuck. Do you have any idea how sexy that is?"

When she looked at him, he realized she didn't realize. He leaned down and pulled one of the little buds into his mouth. Then he sucked. Hard.

Mona arched her back, thrusting her breast further into his mouth. Her hips rotated, putting pressure right where he needed it, at the base of his cock.

As he backed off, he caught her nipple between his teeth and pulled at it until she reached down and grabbed his ass. She pressed his hips forward, and they both groaned again.