Chapter 76: Why Do I Want This?
Ebony Winters POV:
Without anyone else saying another word, as I was left there hanging in midair amidst the chains that hung from total darkness, the older man stood behind me with my nipples in his eerie grasp.
The slender man, with his head placed close to my sweet spot, I felt his cold hands reach up and touch the outer soft folds of skin. He was not very pleasant or gentle as he touched my soft skin, using his thumb and first finger to separate the soft folds of skin, completely exposing the entrance of my wetness.
"That looks mighty nice," said the slender man as I lifted my head to look and see what he was about to do. I could tell that he held something in his other hand. "You seem a bit dry to me," he said, all before he leaned forward and began to suck hard on the soft inner folds of skin.
"Yeah, that's it," said the older man as I threw my head back, unintentionally landing it on his shoulder, which caused him to tighten the grip he held to either of my nipples.
Clay and Dylan Evan placed one hand on the underside of my back, lifting it slightly as their other hand gripped the underside of my leg, right above each knee. This caused the slender man to break suction on my sweet spot when he commented on what the two men had helped with.
"That's good, guys, but I need you to lift her a bit higher if you can. Grab each other's wrist and lift her slightly, that will help give me a better angle so that I can get her wet and ready for me to stick this in," said the slender man as I looked at what he could be referring to.
I looked helplessly at both Clay and Dylan as they reached underneath me, grasping each other's arms and then placing their conjoined hands on the lower point of my back and lifting me up. I was so weak at this point that I was glad for the lift off the chains as their other hands held tight to the undersides of my legs by my knees.
The older man, as I was now lying my head back against his chest, was lightly massaging both of my nipples now, trying to help soothe me. I didn't have the strength to pull myself away from him, not that he would allow me to do that.
"Great, keep her at that angle," the slender man said as he parted the soft folds of skin again.
Just as I lifted my head, I said, "No.." right when he slammed his mouth right over the opening.
I threw my head back, right into the reach of the older man as he tightened his grip on both of my nipples, turning them back and forth in his fingers as he moved my hair out of the way so he could lightly suck on the edge of the rim of my earlobe. As he did this, the slender man's tongue was making all sorts of circles around the innermost hidden ridges.
After a few passes, he loosened his one hand he used to hold my outer soft folds of skin apart and used his index finger to draw circles around the entrance of my wetness. With one swift motion, he forced his finger deep inside me, before pulling it out and sucking the juice off his finger.
"I think we are just about there, gentlemen," he told them as he once again slammed his mouth over the entrance of the inner top ridge.
He continued to suck hard and then would soften as he ran his tongue back and forth over the inner top ridge. I was fighting the feelings that were growing deep inside me. I knew if they all continued what they were doing, then I would soon be at the point of not being able to come back from this... again.
Suddenly, the slender man started to slowly stand up as he shoved his finger deep inside me, spinning it around, and he quickly pulled it out and then shoved it back in again. He kept this up, going faster and faster as he continued to suck on the hidden top inner ridge.
"Here we go, fellas," I heard him say as I could tell he was enjoying this.
I could tell that he turned his head to the side a bit as I could feel something cold being laid against the inner side of my thigh. That didn't help, but it didn't take long for the cold object to start warming up, either, as warmth from my body was heading up in that area.
That's when he stopped shoving his finger in and out of me, which was completely soaked at this point. Instead of shoving it back in, I could tell that he moved that strange object to the entrance of my wetness. I couldn't look at what he was about to do due to the older man continuing to relax me by massaging my breasts, squeezing my nipples, and massaging them as a whole. He was even kissing the side of my neck as well as lightly sucking on my earlobe, which didn't make it any easier.
Right then, I could feel something being pressed into the entrance of my wetness. It was not an appendage of the slender man, but more something he was holding in his hand. I tried to tense my muscles, and that's when he did something I didn't expect.
All the moisture from his mouth had slid down my body, all the way down to my ass, and even filled the crack as he slid his entire hand over my ass cheek. He moved his hand around to where his middle finger was sliding back along my crack, from the front, closest to my wetness, all the way back again.
When his finger came in contact with the hole in the back, he would apply pressure with his middle finger each time. When he passed by there again, he stopped and pressed the head of his finger in the hole further back, causing me to cry out in pain.
"Do that again," said the older man's raspy voice. "I know she likes it, no matter what her moans are trying to tell you."
My eyes were still closed at this point, as I didn't see the point in keeping them open. I tried to roll away from the older man, but he would squeeze both of my nipples, causing me to gasp for air and turn back into his grasp.
"See, what did I tell you?" The older man asked this time. "She likes it, even though she won't admit it."
The slender man intensified his sucking on my hidden inner ridge as the area of my sweet spot was completely soaked at this point. The strange object, he started to push further into my wetness, causing me to tense up again, and in doing so, he used that opportunity to shove his finger further into the hole in the back.