The Masters of Falcon's Fantasies [BDSM Menage Fantasies 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Cassidy Browning

Daphne’s face as she caught herself staring at the obvious sign of Karl’s arousal. She had always suspected that he would be sexy as hell without his clothes, and damn if she hadn’t been right. He wasn’t some super-cut musclehead, but he certainly looked tasty. Her eyes trailed down the planes of his chest and over the firm abs that with just a bit of work would sport the famed six - pack, down to his rigid cock. It was sticking straight up, long and thick and ready for action. Unfortunately, she thought, it was gone almost as soon as it had appeared. He had stepped back in front of allie , and using both hands to tip her chin up, he slid his dick into her open, waiting mouth.
    Daphne gradually became aware as she watched Karl pumping in and out of allie’s mouth that she was pressing Finn’s hand against her breast. Her fingers closed, pressing her nipple into his palm, willing him to massage it as she looked to see liege’s reaction to the new development in the scene. She saw that he had also stripped and, while not of Karl’s physique, was definitely not bad. His chest was muscled and his cock was long and very hard, quivering in anticipation. After a moment, it plunged into the waiting cunt before him. liege smiled as he began to thrust into Allie with a vigor that rocked the table back and forth. Each time her pushed into her, she surged forward and deeper onto Karl’s cock.
    Daphne’s free hand moved on its own, sliding down the front of her body until it reached her own pussy, rubbing her clit through the lace without her having consciously decided to do so. Her right clutched at Finn’s, which had shifted to begin pinching her nipples. Heat coursed through her and a mew of pleasure escaped her lips just as allie again convulsed in what was obviously an intense orgasm. Daphne had never seen anything so erotic in her life, or wanted so badly to be someone else. allie had two hot studs fucking the daylights out of her, and to Daphne it looked absolutely divine.
    “God, I have got to try that.” She panted a little, leaning her head back against Finn as she began to concentrate on her own throbbing pussy. She wasn’t worried about Finn’s reaction, or what the other people in the club were thinking about her. There was a need in her, a hunger that had been denied for too long. She was drowning in it, reveling in the feeling of a man behind and around her, engulfing her and making her feel safe and held, even if he had been reluctant.
    She opened her eyes again in time to see liege tense and then plunge as deep as he could into allie, holding himself in place with a look of rapture. Even though she couldn’t see the pulsing of his dick, hidden in allie’s depths, she knew just how good it was feeling. Without warning, her own release crashed into her , and she doubled over in pleasure, gasping, her womb contracting in one of the hardest orgasms she’d ever experienced.
    Slowly coming to herself, Daphne raised her head in time to see Karl slide from allie’s mouth with a silvery trail leading from her lips to the tip of his manhood. Finn’s hand was on her shoulder now, and she turned to look at him, suddenly embarrassed. “I’m sorry,” she faltered. “I don’t know what came over me. Well, okay, I do know. But I didn’t mean to do that in public. Sorry.”
    Finn’s face was bright red. “It’s okay. Really, it is. It just—I mean, I can’t—Uh, I need to go to the restroom.” He disentangled himself from her and stood.
    Daphne looked at the tenting at his crotch, and her embarrassment shrank with a sudden hope. Maybe he hadn’t been disgusted by her horniness after all. “Wait. I can help you with that if you’ll let me.” She looked up into his eyes with an inviting smile.
    He stammered, going even redder. “That wouldn’t be right. I’m your manager. I have to keep things on a professional level.” His voice squeaked a little , and he almost ran out of the dungeon.
    Daphne