It wasn’t that her panties had covered much to begin with, the pale pink lace doing more to inspire than conceal. But the way she was doing it made Ash ache to touch. To beg her to yank them down faster and at the same time, continue this glorious show. Daddy Dustin had told her to strip, but she was doing it on her own terms, holding them both hostage with the power of her own confidence in her body.
At last, she drew the garment down to her feet, bending gracefully with her legs straight and revealing just the hint of the pink pucker between her muscular ass cheeks. Lena and Dustin were both runners, and it showed in their ropy physiques. Ash wanted to kiss up those legs, to nuzzle into all of Lena’s crevices and inhale her scent.
She turned, striking a pose with her hip jutting and her cock thrust out, her hair slipping messily and beautifully out of the loose braid as it hung over her shoulder.
Kiss Ash, Dustin told her. Lay on top of them.
Her eyes darkened. Make me.
Ash was their toy. They had to be the luckiest person on earth right now.
Dustin stepped over Ash. In one move, he had a hand on the back of Lena’s neck, another twisting one of her arms behind her back. She didn’t fight or try to run away, but she did resist, muscles straining as he forced her down to her knees. Ash was sure that her arm must be angled quite painfully now, but her face showed more ecstasy than strain. With another push, she was sprawled over Ash, bare skin gloriously touching theirs.
Daddy Dustin’s eyes met Ash’s, asking if this was too much.
Green, Ash signed with one shaking hand.
Dustin stood and pressed his foot down on Lena’s back, pressing her hard into Ash’s torso. It was difficult to breathe, but they didn’t need air right now.
Kiss, he commanded again.
She snarled, but then turned to Ash, cradling their face. It was another message: that she was going to own them with that kiss, and it would be on her terms.
Ash parted their lips in entreaty, feeling dizzy with lust.
Then Lena was kissing them, tongue thrusting into their mouth like she was fucking them. It was a rough, steady rhythm and had Ash moaning and arching up into her body. She blanketed them completely, knees on either side of their hips, their cocks rubbing together to that same aggressive beat.
Lena pinned Ash’s arms, reinforcing that feeling of helplessness that Ash was already greedy for. They didn’t want to move. They couldn’t move. They just had to give and give and give while Lena took.
Ash was lost in Lena, but there were more sensations. Dustin’s hand between their legs. The slick, cool feeling of lube and Dustin’s warm fingers stealing in between them. His thumb darted into their cunt again, with a glorious feeling of stretching and fullness. His other hand toyed with their dick. The press of his knuckles against Ash’s belly told them he was stroking off Lena, too.
Fuck, Ash was so close. So very, very close.
Dustin’s hands withdrew, and then… was that…? Ash moaned when they figured out what was happening. Daddy Dustin was fucking into the tight space between their bodies, two thick cocks rubbing beside each other over Ash’s much smaller member. The stimulation Ash was getting wasn’t as direct, but God, just the idea of it.
Dustin’s chest was pressed to Lena’s back, his hands… Fuck, doing something to Lena’s sides that made her gasp and thrust and bite her way down Ash’s neck.
More, Ash signed again, helplessly begging. More, more, more.
The two of them kept thrusting, the tip of someone’s dick catching Ash’s cock perfectly, right under the head, on each pass. Ash shook their head, straining upward.
They felt the moment when Lena went still, muscles tight and frozen, breath harsh pants against their cheek. Then, she was thrusting again, eyes closed in ecstasy, mouth open as her climax overtook her. Her cheeks were rosy and flushed and she’d never been more gorgeous.
She kept thrusting, slower now, the wet heat of her cum mingling with the lube and heat and friction as Daddy Dustin took over the pace.
Ash was near the edge. Dustin kept fucking against their cock, dragging his full length against it in that close, wet heat that the three of them had created together.
He gave Ash a sharp nod. A wordless command. Come.
Ash felt themself falling over the cliff, whirled out into the mystery of the trees and the stars as Dustin rutted against them, taking them again and again as their orgasm shook through them. Lena’s body pinned them to the earth, Dustin’s cock painted a trail to the heavens.
Ash was quivery and loose, muscles turned to water as they blinked up to watch Daddy Dustin find his completion, head thrown back and forehead wrinkled, eyes closed in bliss.
He collapsed on top of the two of them, then pulled everyone over onto their sides. There was a shuffle of arms and legs, sweaty skin and last fervent kisses, hands stroking down Ash’s body while someone… Daddy… pulled the cuffs off Ash’s hand so they could hold and caress in turn.
Ash buried their face in Lena’s neck, sucking all the kisses on her collarbone that they hadn’t been able to give her earlier.
Another hand landed on Ash’s back. Without even needing to look, they knew exactly who it was. Daddy.