“Lick it.”
Brigid’s pink little tongue slipped out of her mouth and she licked along the crown of his head. Fuuuuuuuuuuuck, yes. It didn’t feel like enough stimulation after being buried in her tight ass, but the visual drove him crazy in a different way. Especially when Sean joined her and his larger tongue tentatively peeked out of his mouth, just the tip of it touching Liam’s cock.
“More,” Liam demanded, grabbing the backs of both their heads and forcing them closer to his shaft. “Make out with each other and my giant cock. I want it sloppy. I want you fucking salivating over me.”
Brigid immediately complied. She was a good girl. She reached for Sean and pulled him into her so that their mouths were both right at the tip of Liam’s cock. And then she began lavishing wet kisses between it and Sean’s mouth.
It only took a few seconds before Sean had gotten with the program and was reciprocating.
“Fuck, that’s right. That’s right. Keep it up.” Liam looked down at the top of their heads. He could hardly tell which tongue was which now, but he knew he was harder than fucking steel.
“Pinch her nipples, Sean.”
Sean grabbed Brigid’s breast and pinched her until she cried out.
“Now suck my cock while you torture her nipples, Sean.”
Hesitation.
“Don’t make me say it twice.” Liam’s voice was low and dangerous.
And the next thing he knew Sean’s head was bobbing on his cock.
“Harder. Suck my cock like you mean it.”
Sean obliged.
Liam grinned.
Then he pushed Sean away.
“Now Brigid.”
Brigid took him in her mouth right away, with far more expert suction.
“Play with her clit and her tits.”
Sean obeyed.
For a wild moment, Liam wondered just how far he could push it. How far would they go if he ordered them to do something? With enough time and money—both of which he had in spades—could he make anyone do anything he wanted?
He jerked Brigid off his cock. “Both of you, side by side, mouths open,” he ordered roughly.
They obeyed. Of course they did. They put their faces right beside each other and opened their mouths, just waiting to receive whatever Liam had to give them. He was their fucking God in this moment.
His cum shot out of his cock in thick, white ropes, splashing messily over the bottom of Brigid and Sean’s faces. In their mouths. On their cheeks. Dripping down their chins.
Jesus fuck. The sight had him jerking even harder down on his cock and more shot out. His balls emptied onto their faces and into their waiting mouths.
He was unsteady on his feet and breathing hard when he finally ordered, “Now lick it off each other’s faces. I want every drop swallowed.”
Sean didn’t even hesitate this time. Looking down, Liam noted Sean was hard again. He and Brigid went to town sucking Liam’s cum off of each other like it was foreplay for another round. Maybe he’d order them to fuck each other next while he watched.
He walked over to one of the couches, pulling his pants up while he went. He was still fully dressed. He was a little sweaty after all the activity, but looking in the mirror, he saw that he barely looked rumpled.
He flipped the switch that turned the mirror to glass. Down below in the club, everyone danced and partied, none the wiser to the fuckfest that had just gone on upstairs.
And suddenly he felt… tired. Like he had after the unsatisfying and over-too-quickly brawl with the bouncer. The same ennui that had been stalking him for months came back full force.