Runner's Prize
Copyright© 2026 by INtrinSicliValud
Chapter 20
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 20 - Young and driven to succeed, Tigh Raines has everything. A barren upscale apartment. His father, the company head, providing far too much advice. And a laser-like focus on the future, one that has no place for the rain-soaked beauty on an isolated park bench. She’s sobbing; he stops. Heat ensues.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Romantic
After a flash of those gorgeous brown pools, Daniella twisted her lithe olive frame in the tub’s sudsy water, gliding closer to the pale-skinned little blonde. Unlike when with Skyler, her eyes held a flicker of hesitation. Plus, she was making damn sure I remained okay with her actions. After my nod, she moved further.
With a stuttering moan, Annika trembled, and her foot shoved into my crotch. Just as her mouth rose to meet my lover’s parting lips, she froze. Suddenly shaky, her toes roamed upward along my swollen shaft. Instead of kissing my beautiful wrecking ball, she stared at me.
“Gott in Himmel. Is that...” Her voice faded as she scoured the jets, trying to spy my throbbing flesh.
At Daniella’s soft giggle, I couldn’t help but grin. When I sank my hand into the foamy water to grip the blonde’s slender ankle, Annika gulped, but offered no resistance, letting me tug her from my wide-eyed, hungry companion. While moving closer, sleek curves slicing through the foam, Juergen’s wife placed her wine on the tub’s rim. After an abrupt tilt to drain her glass, Daniella set hers down as well.
“Didn’t tell her everything, did you?” I asked the olive-skinned beauty, as the sleek blonde glided nearer between my widening legs.
“No, mi amor.” Another giggle escaped her as she followed, spreading her fingers over the shaking little blonde’s suds-coated spine. “Some things are best left as surprises, mi tigre.”
“Roar,” I said with a chuckle as Annika shifted, her dainty hands replacing the foot.
“Das ist”—she gulped, blue eyes widening and loose fist caressing my hardness—”wunder...”
Her voice trailed off into a low whimper as her grip closed, trying to encircle my rod. The sound became a deeper moan as Daniella slid onto her back, wrapping both arms around the shaking blonde.
Right as Annika moaned louder, lifting her hips, I noted the slim leather taut to Daniella’s toned neck. They sought control? Okay, they’d get it. After placing my glass on the tub, I moved my hands to her waist. At my sudden tight grip, the blonde’s eyes flashed. Yeah, they were flooded with hunger. Behind her, half-hidden by the shoulder-length platinum veil, wide brown eyes filled with questions.
“Not here,” I said.
After easing Annika, and the beautiful, brown-eyed princess mashed to her back, from me, I rose in the tub. When my thick, pulsing shaft appeared before Annika’s parted lips, I paused. Time slipped to a stuttering halt as her eyes met mine. When she leaned in to swirl a small pink tongue over my soapy dome, I struggled to ignore the tingles her gentle lick sent along my spine. After stifling my desire to thrust into that glistening mouth, I gave her a smile.
Yeah, alright, I also needed to learn a little control. Plus, a glimpse at Daniella’s wide eyes said whatever else might happen that night, we all rode the same wavelength.
After a curt nod at both, I stepped from the tub. Her tongue chased me as far as she could lean, and as my wobbling shaft, sending sloppy foam to the balcony, left her view, Annika’s breathing raced. A whimper slid from both women, and Daniella’s hands shook on the petite blonde’s heaving ribs.
“Not enough lube in the water. For both of you.” I grinned at Daniella. “Bring your new toy.”
“Yes, Tigh,” she replied.
Even as she spoke, I turned away to grab a towel and pad carefully across the cold floor. At the sound of wet footfalls behind me, my grin widened. If that’s the game they wanted to play, who needed collars?
“Be careful on the tile,” I said, entering the dark bedroom.
“Yes, Tigh,” came from both as they followed.
After a quick rub of the thick, white terrycloth, I flung it onto a chair and rolled to my back on the spacious bed. Just as I reclined on the pillows with a sigh, Annika appeared, sweeping a towel over her slim frame. Bright blue and wide, her eyes locked on the hard shaft in my fist. With my other hand, I beckoned her closer. After a quiet gulp, she added the towel to mine and approached, pink-tipped cones jiggling.
When Daniella walked into view, she paused with a towel draping her chest. After smacking her shaky lips, she ran it over her frame and dropped it atop the others.
Ah, but once more, I needed to learn ... as did she, wishing to be controlled. When she took a step toward the bed, I chuckled, tossing a pillow to the ground alongside the bedframe.
“No. You, there.” I pointed to the pillow. “Kneel. Hands behind your back.”
“Yes, Tigh,” she murmured, curves quivering.
With the mattress shifting under the blonde’s slow but steady crawl toward me, Daniella moved past her. Brown pools ablaze, she lowered that sexy wrecking ball frame to the floor. Okay, I’d tapped something very deep inside her.
At the tentative touch of slim digits on my legs, I shifted to Annika. Boundless hunger filled her glimmering blue eyes. Slack-jawed, she remained fixed on my rod while moving to straddle me. Whatever her true motivations for coming to us had been, pure lust could be added to the top of the list.
No sooner had my grip found her slender pale hips than she whimpered. Only then did she shift her gaze to my face. With high, narrow cheeks bright red, eyes wide, and parted lips quivering, she already rode the edge of need, as in gliding along the sharpest razor. While one of her hands lowered to grasp my shaft, the other, fingers trembling, caressed my arm.
“This is what you want, Annika?” I asked.
“Ja ... Yes, Herr”—she scanned the silent olive-skinned beauty kneeling beside us and gulped before returning to me—”Tigh.” As she nodded, her hair bobbed, glimmering in the dim light. “B-Bitte. Um, please.”
At a staggering sigh, I glanced at Daniella. Eyes locked on my knob, sending a glittery strand over Annika’s shaky fist, she continued to shake. Face reddened, she, too, rode that edge. Poor wrecking ball had been aroused all damn day, but she’d wished for...
My heartbeat soared and Daniella’s breathing hitched when Annika lowered enough to drag my throbbing mushroom through supple, dripping folds. As glimmering dribbles raced down my cock, the scent of her sex, a syrupy sweetness, flooded my nostrils.
“Mmm, Tigh,” the blonde murmured. “I’ve never ... It’s ... Wow, your pulse is hammering me. Oh—”
Her voice ended in low moaning when she sank further, her tiny gateway spreading over my swollen tip. A squelch filled the room as slippery warmth eased downwards, engulfing me in tight, clenching flesh. As her moan deepened, her entire body shuddered. Those perky tits did the cutest jiggling.
From the shadowed floor beside us, Daniella’s hungry whimpers also echoed. When I glanced at her, a taut grin appeared, and she raised her proud chest. Those eyes continued to twinkle.
Okay, so far, so good. Had I understood yet? Yeah, sorta. At least enough to know she and Annika, slowly impaling herself, were enjoying themselves. My mind flicked forward to a future with my sexy wrecking ball and Skyler. What would she think about our little ... event? Had Danielle informed her? Then again, given her profession—the better-paying one—she didn’t seem the type to care about such things.
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