His mouth is open wide, and he doesn’t waste a second; he starts sucking on my wetness over the drenched fabric of my thong, his fingers digging deep into my ass cheeks. He does it hungrily, even pulling at the fabric with his teeth.
Eating me out like a man possessed, he grabs my thong and pulls it against my outer thigh. The fabric tears and he just throws the thong away, his hands once again on my ass. Pushing on my cheeks, he forces me to raise my legs and I place them over his shoulders, crossing them over his shoulder blades.
"Fuck, that’s delicious," he says as he comes up for air, but he’s on me in a heartbeat. He runs his tongue up and down my pussy lips as I hang from the ropes dangling from the ceiling, my wrists pressed against the metallic handcuffs.
My body sways back and forth as he devours me, but he manages to keep me in place, his hands grabbing my ass harshly. I feel a ball of pleasure growing inside my stomach, burning my nerve endings with fiery stabs of maddening electricity, and I know it won’t take long for me to come in front of this insane crowd of horny women. I bet that most of them would commit murder for the chance to trade places with me. Well, tough luck, girls; right now, Aidan’s mine.
Using his tongue to press down on my clit, he turns that ball of pleasure inside my stomach into a hurricane of ecstasy. I throw my head back and scream as loud as I can, my lungs working so hard that they are straining against my ribcage.
"OH GOD!" I shout, a violent orgasm stabbing my mind over and over again. I grit my teeth and just hiss when my throat gives up on me, Aidan’s tongue still working my pussy with a blind fury.
My body grows limp as pleasure washes over me, and if it weren’t for the ropes and handcuffs, I’d just fall onto the floor like a heavy block of concrete.
"Time we change gears," Aidan tells me, taking my legs off of his shoulders. I place my feet back on the floor as he goes up to his feet, and then a shiver goes up my spine as he hooks his thumbs on the hem of his pants. Looking me straight in the eyes, he undoes the top button.
He takes a step back and then turns on his heels. Facing the crowd of shouting woman, he pulls down his zipper teasingly, and then kicks off his shoes in opposite directions. The women are shouting so loud that I can hear them over the sound of the music; and when Aidan takes off his pants and throws them at the crowd, it’s almost a miracle a fight doesn’t break out.
My heart skips a beat as he turns to me, my eyes flying straight to his crotch. His boxer briefs are tented up, the outline of his cock against his underwear. All I want to do is reach for him and push his boxers down … I want his cock in my hand, in my mouth, in my pussy, and in my ass. I want him everywhere, and I want him to fuck me until I can no longer stand. And it seems he’s thinking the same.
Walking up to me, he runs the palm of his hand down my face, caressing me, and then tucks a stray lock of hair over my ear. Hooking his thumbs on his boxers, he starts pushing them down as slowly as he can, and now the women start whistling so much they sound like an angry swarm of wasps. They’re shouting for him to turn around and show his cock, but right now he’s undressing just for me.
I swallow hard as his cock finally springs free, his boxers sliding down his legs to his ankles. Moving unconsciously, I try to reach for his cock with one hand, and only then do I remember that I’m still handcuffed. Fuck.
"Let’s get started, Abby," he whispers, taking me in his arms and whispering the words into my ear. "I promise you … You’ll never forget tonight."
I don’t even reply, unable to find the right words. I just lift my legs and cross them around his waist, pulling him into me. My eyelids droop as I feel his shaft pressed against my pussy lips, and I start moving my hips in erratic movements, grinding against him. By now I’ve completely tuned out the whistles and the shouts, and even the music seems like it’s coming from a different continent.
"Fuck me, Aidan," I say, needing his cock inside my body as much as I need the air to breathe.
"Gladly," he replies with a grin, grabbing his cock and placing its tip right between my folds. All it takes is one thrust and his cock slides deep inside of my pussy, pushing my inner walls aside as it goes all the way in.
Locking him with my legs, I just stay like that as he fucks me, his hands back on my ass as he pistons into me like a madman. He’s ravaging me mercilessly, thrusting as if he wasn’t even human; seriously, he doesn’t seem to grow tired. His hips just keep on rocking back and forth at a maddening speed, completely destroying whatever capability there was in me of thinking rationally.
"Feels good, doesn’t it?" he asks, his lips pressed against my ear, and all I can do is nod. That’s all it takes to make him happy; somehow, he manages to bring the speed of his thrusts up, ramming his cock into me so hard that I don’t believe my pussy will ever be the same.
"Aidan, I’m going to come…" I tell him, suddenly conscious that I’m being fucked in front of hundreds of jealous women.
"Then come … and come hard," he tells me with a grin, thrusting so hard into me that I reach the climax in a fraction of a second. Thunder spreads from my pussy to all of my limbs, the bulk of it hiking up my spine and exploding inside my skull. I feel my eyes rolling in their orbits, my muscles twitching and spasming, and my legs fall from Aidan’s waist.
He pulls out from me, his cock popping out of my pussy, and I just hang limply from the ropes, unable to do anything but breathe.
"Oh, God… Tell me there’s more…" I ask him, lust brimming in my heart, and his reply is a teasing grin.
"Oh, there’s more. So much more," he tells me, and I become so wet that my fluids start dripping down my legs. "So fucking more," Aidan repeats, and then he claps his hands; the moment he does it, two more ropes fall from the ceiling, right behind me.
Walking around me, he pulls the ropes down, and then ties them around my ankles. He claps his hands again, and the ropes lacing my ankles start lifting me up from the floor.
"What the…?" I start, completely dumbfounded. The ropes behind me keep on going up and up, and they only stop when they’re at the same level of the ropes with the handcuffs.
"Trust me," I hear Aidan
say, and then the ropes start coming down until my whole body is level with Aidan’s cock. I’m in a superman pose, arms stretched in front of me, and it’s in this pose that Aidan positions himself between my legs, his hands sliding up from my ankles and going over to my ass.
"This is crazy," I breathe out, looking ahead and realizing that the crowd right in front of me is far bigger than I thought. There must be a thousand people in here!
"No, this is Python," Aidan replies, grabbing his cock and brushing its tip against my pussy. When his cock touches my drenched folds, he grabs me by the waist and just thrusts.
"Oh, fuck," I cry out loud, looking straight at the crowd. The women closer to the stage are watching everything unfold with their mouths hanging open, an expression of desire on their faces. If I were the owner of Python, I think I’d open a laundry room; seriously, there are so many wet panties in this place that you’d make a killing.