City Of Need

3 💜 Trinity

As I stroke the walls of her pussy, I feel something hard, 'Is that my toy?' I say to her.

She gives me no time to think, as she slides my panties to the side and sinks her fingers inside me, immediately finding the spot that makes me gasp. 'Fuckkk,' I groan, and my fingers slide out of her.

Desperate to keep the upper hand, I massage her clit, but she pushes her fingers into my core with deep long strokes. It's all I can do not to black out, as the pleasure she creates inside me, owns me. My fingers stop moving, I can't concentrate on anything but the river of pleasure running through the core of me.

I open my eyes and you're standing next to me, looking down, smiling. You look so happy. Your deep, fathomless, eyes creating feelings of safety in me, 'Daddy,' I whisper.

She pulls me on top of her, spreading my legs either side of her, and pushing my torso up to a sitting position, so that I'm straddling her, then adds another finger inside me, making it three.

I feel myself stretch around her, and close my eyes, losing myself, as she grips my hip with her free hand, pulling me down further onto her fingers.

I feel the warmth of your hand on my shoulder, pushing me down, making me sink even further onto her hand. Then your hand travels, up my back, your fingers gently sketching the bumps of my spine.

I open my eyes and you're in front of me now. 'Oh, Little One,' you say, and lift your hand, stroking my face. 'So beautiful. Such a good little pet.'

I moan in response, unable to find words, placing my hands on her shoulders to steady myself, as she picks up the pace of her fingers inside me.

Nothing else in the world matters, just this, you and her, the three of us, floating in a bubble of pleasure...

A hand grips my throat, pulling my head up, so fast that I don't know if it's her hand, or yours. I look down at her to see it's her hand on my neck, the pressure of her grip grows, as the pumping of her fingers increases within me. I'm so fucking close to coming that I can hardly bear it. She's riding me on the edge, willing me to fall over, but I don't have permission, and she knows it.

'I can't,' I gasp, looking into her eyes, but she just laughs, moves her hand up my throat, to just under my jaw, and presses each side of my throat. It forces my mouth open, my tongue out, and forward.

Then I hear her say gleefully, 'She's ready for you now...'

A shadow crosses my face, as my eyes lose focus, then I feel your cock slide on to my tongue, and taste you in my soul. The throbbing heat of you pulsing in my mouth, as she lets go of my neck and I feel your hands in my hair.

She slides her hand from my throat, down the side of my ribs, and my skin erupts with goosebumps, in every place her lips meet my skin. She kisses down my body, her fingers still pumping inside me.

I feel your hands slide through my hair, to the back of my head, as your cock edges further down my throat, and I moan at all the everything of all the feelings, not knowing whose hand will be where next.

I'm a doll that you're both playing with, pulling me this way and that, drawing out the stars from my scars, filling me with pleasure, where once there was pain.

She lifts my hips up and slides down the sofa underneath me, then pulls me onto her face. Her lips reach my clit, make me float, making me weightless with pure pleasure, as my body vibrates with the hum of you both, taking me over, taking such care with every movement. I am pure liquid lust and appreciation, as my eyes roll back and I slide towards the edge of everything.

You push further into my mouth, then draw back long and slow along my tongue. Then you push deeper, making me gag on your love as I grip the arm of the sofa.

I'm so close and I want so desperately to fall over the edge, into the stars. I suck harder on you, willing you to come, to push pleasure into you. I greedily, noisily suck, lick, and lap, and she mirrors the sound of my mouth with hers, using all her tricks on my clit, pushing pleasure into me.

I know you're close, I just have to pull you over the edge with my tongue. I have to get the upper hand,
to show you that I'm more than just a doll.

I suck harder, make my tongue a point, flick it under the ridge of you, run it along that line near your tip, the one that drives you crazy. The Achilles heal of your pleasure , that allows me to own you. That lets me win the game of who makes the other come first.

'No, Little One,' you growl, yanking my head back hard, as my eyes fly open, drool and pre-cum dripping from my mouth, and down my chin, as you pull out of me. 'I know what you're doing, Violet,' you growl, and pull my hair tight, as she laughs at the both of us, from between my thighs.

I tremble as you pull my head up higher by my hair, then you pull me higher again, so I am off her lips, just the tip of her tongue reaching my clit. Lapping at it, as my thighs burn, and my eyes close, of their own accord.

'Eyes on me, Little One,' you rasp.

I open my eyes and say, 'Please...Please... Help me... I need to... I can't take it...'

'Oh, Little one. I do love to hear you beg.' You smirk,
and I try to keep my eyes open. My thighs are burning, my hair too, but still you keep me suspended, between the earth and the stars. 'Beg one more time, Little One, and this time, tell us who owns you.'

Her tongue laps faster as she pushes her head up into me, and my body responds by grinding, almost bucking on her tongue, but not quite, because you have a hold on me so tight.

'Please, Daddy,' I beg. 'Please let me come.'

'Oh, silly little doll. You only remembered half of what you were supposed to say.'

'I belong to you, Daddy,' I cry. Tears rolling down my face with pain and pleasure.

You lean towards me, lick my tears, then with your hand still holding my hair, you push me down, back on to her face. We listen to the moans and the wet lapping and then she pushes her tongue inside me, and I know I can't hold on much longer.

Your hand is still in my hair, the other now around my throat, squeezing, choking, taking my air. I look into your eyes and they burn back at me, the intensity of an inferno, burning through me, breaking me.

'Please...Daddy...I belong to you...'

And finally I hear the words I so desperately need, 'One...Two...'

I feel myself falling...Plummeting...

'Three...'

Continued in the next episode. (Will Violet get her toy back?!)

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