With my eyes deprived of sight, my senses of hearing and smell became more acute. I noticed a hint of musk near my head as the blindfold was being adjusted. I could also hear the rustling of the fabric in her satin dress as she moved behind me on the bench.
Belle continued kneading my balls. When I began to show signs of ejaculation again, she said, “Mother, now!” Simultaneously, I felt the pinch of clamps on my hardened nipples and a slap on my cock, followed by a tug on my balls. My senses were overloaded. I was totally distracted by momentary pain; another mere dribble emerged from my throbbing penis. Then I heard the *snap* of a leather collar closing around my stretched scrotum, keeping my balls very tight and far from my body.
Lilith watched for my breathing to near normal, an indication the pain had begun to subside. She put her hands behind my shoulders and lifted me up to sitting. With my wrists no longer pinned behind my back, she untied my sleeves. I couldn’t believe how cramped my upper arms felt from being immobilized the past half hour. I let my hands fall to my sides and shook them. She dropped my shirt off to the side then eased my head back into her lap and tickled my upper arms lightly with the backs of her fingernails.
She gently ran her fingers through my hair. I couldn’t see her eyes, but I imagined she was looking down at me with a peaceful smile. I think I smiled in return as I began relaxing into the present, but now acceptable, bite at my nipples.
At the other end of the bench, Belle had mounted my knees and was rubbing her fingertips along my thighs and around my belly and pubic area. She was raising goosebumps, but taking care not to get me aroused again too quickly. I felt her cool, naked thighs working their way up my body.
Her fingertips crossed onto my rib cage. She pressed her palms down on my ribs as she lifted herself off my legs. Her hot, wet labia kissed my tight, constrained balls as she scooted upward. She swirled her hips, thoroughly wetting my tightened scrotum before she settled herself on my horizontal shaft.
“My daughter is a virgin.” Lilith said. “She is incredibly tight. It’s very attractive to men, isn’t it?”
I smiled and nodded as she continued to massage my scalp with varying pressure and intensity. Belle resumed tickling my chest, occasionally tugging at the nipple clamps. She might be a virgin, but she is by no means inexperienced. She is dripping her natural lubricant along the length cock as she slides herself up and down. My entire body began to shiver under the cunning touch of these two.
Lilith moved her hand to my lips. She traced them then spread them pushing my jaw down slightly with her thumb. She gently pushed in beyond my teeth. Instinctively, I met it with my tongue and kissed it.
“She’s so wet isn’t she?” Lilith leaned down and whispered —I could feel her juice dripping all over me and I was starting to throb near orgasm again in response to her movement— “We wouldn’t want to waste it, would we?”
“Uh uh.” Was the reply more from my throat than mouth because her fingers had my lips occupied.
“Would you like to taste her? Use this tongue to release her?”
I licked more fervently at her thumb and replied, “mmm-hmm.”
“Do you want his tongue, my dear?” She asked Belle. “It’s very strong.”
“Yes, Mother. Very much!”
“Well then,” she said with some finality. With speed and strength l wouldn’t have imagined, she leaned forward, and lifted Belle up off my cock. Belle raised and parted her legs as she was drawn toward Lilith’s lap and my awaiting mouth. Her knees were near Lilith’s hips, providing a very open access to her fragrant, dripping pussy.
The swift position change averted another near orgasm. At this point, my balls were screaming and aching for release.
Belle had found a suitable balance to resume active pelvic rocking —her legs were secure at Lilith’s waist and her hands pressed down on my shoulders— so Lilith let go of Belle’s waist.
From behind her, Lilith retrieved a large ostrich feather. She leaned in to Belle, almost hugging her, so she could see the rest of my body. She began at the palm of my right hand. It was dangling off the side of the bench. She found just the right spot to make my fingers twitch. She chuckled at her success.
I wonder, ‘Is there no part of me she isn’t interested in tormenting?’ She moved the billowy feather to my wrist and I shuttered again.
“Isn’t this delicious? So many ways to enjoy and entertain each other.” Lilith said. “I am happy we have such a large, engaged audience tonight.”
Belle was in her own little world, riding my mouth and vigorously fucking my tongue. The leverage she had with her hands on my shoulders let her control how engaged she would be with my mouth. At times she bore down and ground her open lips on my mouth and chin. I could feel the walls of her vagina contracting.
As she had done with me, she edged herself, repeatedly nearing then denying complete release. She lifted herself away until I could barely touch the outer lips with the tip of my tongue. “Mmm. Yes. Delicious. I don’t want to stop, but I really want to cum Mother.”
Lilith reached her feather to my inner thigh, just above my left knee. She drew long ellipses up one leg and down the other, pausing over my tight scrotum where she brushed back and forth dusting off the powdery residue of Belle’s dried juice. “By the look of his purple eggs, I would think you both should like to by now. I need a *money shot* my dear, do you have something in mind?”
“I do, let me whisper it to you.” Belle’s pussy completely pulled away as she leaned in to share her secret plan.
“Uh-huh. Okay. That sounds good,” Lilith replied.
Belle eased back onto my mouth and drew her legs away from Lilith. She turned to her left; when her legs were clear of my body, she dismounted. She knelt beside me and kissed my still-moist lips. “Mmm, I taste good on you, but I want to taste you too. I want us to cum together. This means I have to stay in control. I will suck you and taste you, but you will give your sperm to everyone, okay?”
“Yes. Yes I want that for you.”
“Okay. Mother, it is settled.”
Lilith lifted my head and pushed herself back. She slid a small pillow under my head and stepped away. I heard her move back toward her chair or maybe the far end of the bench.
Belle stepped over the bench again above my head. Her hands touched my hair, my cheeks, my lips, my chin, my neck. I felt her thighs at my cheeks as she again let her pussy kiss my lips. I heard her hands squishing as she wet them with lube. She leaned forward and took my cock in both hands.
The rotation of her hips downward caused her hard clit to meet my lips. I pursed my lips and sucked it in and flicked it hard with my tongue. She paused for a moment and gasped. After a few seconds she let her torso meet mine as she began licking me. First, she took the pre semen on the tip of her tongue then she opened her lips and drew him in, bit by bit; lips, then teeth and tongue.
I felt Lilith’s cool fingers touch my knees. She lowered herself at the end of the bench. She tickled down my legs then unlocked the shackles at my ankles. “You don’t need these any more, my dear. You won’t leave us until we’re are all satisfied.” She rested her arms on my thighs and watched. Her face couldn’t have been more than a few inches from Belle’s.
Belle bucked her hips and ground her shaved pubic mound on my mouth more violently than ever. Her hands kept a tight grip on my penis and she sucked hungrily. The flow of her juices and vaginal muscle spasms told me we would cum soon.
I felt myself start to spasm too. Suddenly, Belle’s thighs crushed my head; she was at her climax. She sat up, sort of, bracing herself with her hands on my hips. She stopped moving her hips and let her vagina continue its contractions.
Meanwhile, below, Lilith took control. She unsnapped the leather collar and stroked me hard. Suddenly, rope after rope of hot semen shot out. The first shot hit Belle at her neck. Lilith directed the flow like a fire hose across Belle’s breasts and abdomen. She continued stroking and squeezing until she was sure I was drained. I could tell that Belle was drained too.
“Very good, you two. Very, very good.” Lilith said as she pushed herself to standing.
I heard her take some items from her table then I felt a light scraping. She was using some kind of spatula to collect the creamy goo. Belle rocked slowly on my mouth, and shuttered in minor orgasmic aftershocks while apparently also collecting sperm from her own body.
Finally, Belle slid back off my face. She lifted me to sitting and stepped to my side. She removed the blindfold and took my face in her hands and kissed it all over. “Thank you,” she said softly. She raised my hands to her breasts. Her nipples were still clamped. “Would you unclamp me please?” She said. She moved her hands to my chest and said, “Let’s do it together.”
“Okay. On three. One. Two. Three.” We squeezed the clamps and let them fall. The release was a shock almost greater than when the clamps we applied.
Belle hugged me and said, “Breathe. That pain only lasts a few seconds.”
Lilith clinked some glasses and said, “A toast to my beautiful children! Thank you for a very good show.” She held a silver tray with three shot glasses, each filled with a creamy liquid. “To all and so much more than I anticipated.”
Belle and Lilith each took a glass then looked at me. I saw the scene on the big screen behind Lilith. I looked at the tray then looked at her. She smiled and nodded as I slowly lifted my glass. I raised it toward Belle then Lilith and we all threw back our shots.
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