Chapter 137: I Want You Dripping Down My Wrist
Chapter 137: I Want You Dripping Down My Wrist
Camilla
My hips jolted to the side at the freezing contact of the dilbo, not expecting that feeling even though I knew damn well it would be cold. Domenico only smiled as Adriano gripped my hips hard, allowing them no wiggle room for motion.
I quite literally couldn't shift now to gain myself relief, gasping as the head of the glass moved back into place, not quite pushing in but simply moving up and down over and over again. Even that didn't seem to be enough for them though. I watched as Gregorio crouched down to my feet, choosing to unbuckle the clasps of the spreader bar so he could spread me even wider.
One of his hands wrapped around the back of my knee as he stood, lifting it up and out so that only I was standing on one leg now but I was completely open for Domenico as he pushed just the tip of the toy inside.
"Ahhh!" I gasped, my breathing becoming extremely heavy as I fought against Adriano and Gregorio's grip.
The sensation was like nothing I have ever felt before and my heart only decided to join the mix as Domenico cast a smile that countered the cold touch between my legs.
"I wonder how much of this you can take?" He verbally ponders, a clear challenge in his eyes as he pulls out only to thrust double the previous length back inside.
While there was practically no weight on my left leg thanks to Adriano, it didn't stop my entire body from shaking, not from the cold but from sheer pleasure.
"Sir, please." I begged, squirming in the only ways I still could.
"Please what, my sweet little submissive?" Domenico teased cruelly, planting a light kiss on my jaw as my mouth parted open.
"What are you asking for?"
"I…I don't know." I stuttered, my head tossing back onto Adriano's shoulder for support.
"Mhmm," he hummed, his thumbs running soothing circles on my hips.
"I think you want more whether you know it or not." Adriano chipped in.
Domenico took Adriano's words with intention, pushing until three quarter of the dildo was fucking into me with every forward motion. During a sman change in angle, it brushed hard against my G-spot and that was it for me. I shattered in their arms as I made a sound of a mixture between a moan and a choked son, everything suddenly becoming too much for me to handle.
Nothing could have stopped it as a sudden wave of ecstasy crashed over me.
"Can I…"
"Cum, Camilla. Just let go and let us take care of you." Domenico gave me the permission I needed as I exploded around him, causing me to cry out as he slammed the last inch of the toy Inside me.
It was nearly unbearably cold but I felt so hot and overwhelmed at the same time that the freezing bite only added to everything. My heart raced as I was so wet that I could hear the toy continuing to fúck into me and my cheeks flushed deeper knowing likely everyone watching could hear it as well.
However, I soon realized that thought only increased my climax, none of my men ever letting me go or letting me down from my high.
"Two more for us, Sweetheart." Gregorio encouraged, repositioning his grip on my leg but showing no struggle with it either.
All of my thoughts blurred into one at his words, realizing I had promised three more orgasms by the end of this. I thought they would give me a break in between though, stupid of me.
They were done no such thing right now as Domenico bent down for a better angle, forcing me to take the ice cold you over and over again with every motion of his wrist. I pushed into his touch as he kissed a spot right above my knee in affection but I was almost too out of it when one of Adriano's hands came off my hip, bringing it up to hold my face.
At first, I thought that is all it was but when this thumb prodded my lips, I couldn't help but part them to take his finger into my mouth. I moaned and closed my lips around it, my tongue swirling and gagging when he suddenly pushed too deep down my throat. The next second he was pulling his finger out of my mouth, covered in my spit as he moved away.
I relaxed into his touch as he slowly brushed a few fingers down the spine of my back, over the curve of my ass and down between my legs. I didn't even have time to realize what was happening before I felt the finger at my back entrance, slipping smoothly inside as I spasmed around both the dildo and his finger.
"F…fuck!" I cursed, whimpering at the intensity of all of these feelings.
"I know," Gregorio whispered, moving down to plant a kiss along the arch of my exposed neck.
"Feels good, doesn't it?"
I could only manage a small nod in response, my body simply reacting now as it took control of my actions on its own. Without that one hand, I now had more movement of my hips, using the freedom to fúck myself forward then backwards until I was sweating and close to an absolute disaster. I was already overstimulated from my previous orgasms and I don't know what caused the change but sparks of a climax soon began to reappear, flickering deep in my core.
"Be a good girl and cum for us." Domenico ordered, looking up at me the entire time.
"I want you dripping down my wrist by the time I am done with you."
Holy fúck, I don't think I can do that
"I can't." I cried, trying to pull away but only gaining more sensation from Adriano's finger.
"You can take it." Gregorio said, bringing his head down to my chest and pulling a nipple into his mouth.
I was already wet but they had me dripping by now, my moans and cries combined with the sound of my arousal.
"One more, darling." Domenico said, the eyes of those behind the glass long forgotten.
Right now, it is just us and every sensitive nerve in my body. One more thing, I was happy that I didn't have to orgasm a second time again because I knew I would have collapsed at the end of it. I was suddenly extremely thankful for their holds as Domenico's mouth latched onto my clit, the warmth and suction sending me right over the edge.
"Oh my goodness!" I cried from the overstimulation, every inch of my soul being absolutely consumed by the men surrounding me.
I felt free as the intensity of my orgasm spread through my body, soaking both the toy and Domenico's hand like he said I would. I don't think I could have done it without all three of them and as tears began to spill down my cheeks and a blissful feeling washed over me. The feeling I didn't know existed.
Despite my fears, I stood here and accomplished something I never thought I could. The knowledge of that had me sinking to the ground with a wet face, Domenico discarding the toy to the side as he followed me down.
"You did so well, Camilla." He whispered as he pulled me into his lap, cradling me as my head nestled into his warm chest.
This is home for me. The realization dawned over me so suddenly and I didn't even know what to make of it but I knew it was true. Nothing could beat what the four of us shared.
Somewhere in the back of my mind, I saw Gregorio walk over to the panel to fog the window as Adriano moved to the sinks to wash his hands and the equipment we used. Mostly, however, my thoughts were on the way Domenico was currently holding me in a way I have wished to be held my entire life. The best part about it was that I got to call him and the two other men with me mine.
"I can't believe I just did that." I smiled in shyness as I hid my face in his shirt, my hands wrapping around his neck just to gain that little bit more of contact.
"But I can," I heard him mirror my expression, his hands cradling my face and moving me to look at him.
"And you are not going to walk away from this embarrassed because what you failed to see when your eyes were closed was how many people were wishing to be in our place just to be able to touch you."
My eyes widened slightly at his words, or more specifically the heat clearly flaring inside of him now. I suddenly became extremely aware of his hardened cóck beneath me but more specifically the different kind of pride to be heard in his voice.
"You have such a power kink." I laughed, now seeing that there was more than one motive to today's scene.
"You are only realizing that now?" Gregorio chuckled from behind me, crouching down and revealing the seemingly wet cloth in his hand.
When he lifted it to wipe away the tears from my face, I sighed as I realized he had soaked it with warm water to help bring me down.
They always took very good care of me after any scene, be it group or individual and I can't be thankful enough for that.
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