"Uuuuugghhhhhhhhhh"
Another deep muffled moan comes from my hubby's throat as another rivulet of cum flows from his cock to the champagne flute.
I'm so juiced right now. I'm laying back in one of the Lay-Z-Boy loungers watching this unfold. Legs spread wide over the armrests; my fingers are squelching in my pussy, my yoga pants are soaked and it's only been 45 minutes since my james was tied up and placed on the Sybian.
he looks quite a sight; kneeling there legs spread wide, tied at the thighs and calves, effectively holding him down on the silicone phallus battering his swollen prostate at 5000 rpm. Even him being tied down so tightly wasn't enough to keep him from trying to toss his hips up and around from the intrusion or from grinding his ass down hard in circles on the Sybian. David had placed a champagne flute beneath his cock to catch the cum being milked out.
My husbands arms were turned behind him and tied with his palms pressed together between his shoulder blades and secured there. The popper mask he has come to love was placed on with a fresh bottle of AMYL. And of course, David's cock down his throat.
David was close to cumming and it was a sight to see as well. A heavy cummer with an impressive 8" cock and as fat as a Red Bull can. I watch that beautiful cock slowly thrust in and out of my husbands throat at a tormenting pace as David turns up the vibration on the Sybian. james eyes pop out of his head...
"UUUUUGGHHHHHHhhhh!!!"
james sucks a little harder on Daddy's tool as he can feel another small load of cum being milked out of his cock from the vibrations deep inside his ass.
Drip...drip...drip...drip
I watch as james' cum continues to drip into the champagne flute.
"Here it comes, swallow...every...drop." David announces.
I watch intently as David's ass flexes as he holds my husbands head in place to take his load. Their eyes locked together, I can see james' throat contract over and over and I know he's swallowing David's cum right now and it pushes me over the edge again. I finger my pussy with passion, pinching my nipples through the fabric of my top.
"Uhhhh uhhhh, god yes, ohhh fuuuuuckkkkkkkk!"
I clench my thighs together involuntarily crushing my hand and almost fold myself in half from the intensity. I can feel another squirt of grool coat my hand, my thighs, and drip down to my ass and as I come down, I look up and see David smiling at me. He has turned off the Sybian and removed james' popper mask. He pulls his sweatpants back up and walks over to the cabinet to retrieve a package of baby wipes which he opens and offers to me. I pull my hand from beneath my pants and take a wipe from the container.
"Thanks, sorry about the mess. Well, not too sorry."
I say to David, sheepishly looking up at him, holding up my dripping fingers.
"Not at all. Your orgasms are beautiful, truly a pleasure to observe." He replies, smiling down at me.
I blush and thank him again. I look over and see my hubby, lost in a world of his own, coming down from his popper high.
I begin to lick my hand clean of my juice and with the other hand, I begin to clean my pussy and thighs. I notice and point to the champagne flute, nearly 2/3 full now of cum and ask, "what are you going to do with that?"
"Your husbands cum? I had plans for it but if you'd like it, please go ahead."
"Oh no, I was just curious." I reply, shaking my head.
"Well, when your husband comes down from his popper high and can feel and realize everything that's being done to him, I'm going to untie him and get him ready for my next kink. I'm going to lean him over the bench opposite you, both kneeling, looking into each others eyes. Then, I want you to hold this glass and feed him his cum in little sips as I take him from behind.
"Oh my god, that's so nasty and hot." I reply, flushing. "Can we get started?" I say as I look over at james. he is gazing drunkedly at us and still coming down. "Please, David?"
David chuckles and says "sure."
I watch David go over and pick up the flute from the floor between my hubbys wide open knees and place it on the end table.