Chapter 20

Once Gary and Lucy snuck closer, I placed a finger to my lips while running a hand along Mandy’s ribs. By now the sable-haired woman was on the verge of exploding. Her strident moans were so loud that the muffled thumps of the still and video camera cases settling on the turf were lost in the din.

In a flash, the clothes evaporated from Gary’s wife. One second, Lucy wore tiny dark shorts and a thin white blouse; the next, she was a gleaming mahogany temptress in nothing but that sexy “fuck me” smile. As hands tried to capture a glistening black mane, a twisted clump of clothing was kicked free of her ankles, and she blew me a kiss.

Despite the needy neighbor groaning beside me, damn if my cock didn’t throb even harder. So, yeah, with memories flooding my mind of our earlier encounters, I returned the broad smile of that dark-eyed seductress. But at a louder whimpering under my palm, my focus dropped to the lashed-down woman.

“Still trust me?” I asked.

“Y-yes. Oh, God, yes,” Mandy mumbled. “Mmm, pl-please, master.”

Although Lucy’s eyebrow raised at her using that word, she stayed silent. When I slurped ice cubes into my mouth, a quiet gasp came close to escaping her. Eyes wide, she pursed her lips as my grin widened.

Prior planning, right? To cover the noise of her husband opening the boxes and setting up gear ... A quick test showed a spoon left in the sun wasn’t too hot. After winking at Lucy, I pressed the heated metal onto one of Mandy’s nipples. Even as a curt yelp erupted and she twisted, my mouth landed on the other sharp stem. With the ropes abruptly taut and creaking, the shackles on her twisting limbs shook.

“Fuck!” shot from the squirming woman. “Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Mmm, please, Jim. Oh, master.”

With my other hand raking her ribs, she was melting. Too much, too fast. As nerves fried, screams, snorting giggles at the tickling, and forceful moans all flew from her.

My finger tapped her clit ... once. A shriek blasted into the sky, and a gleaming pelvis shot upward. Amid contracting stomach muscles, a gush of fluid burbled from her cleft. In the grip of the body-wracking frenzy, she twisted in the bindings, unleashing high-pitched screams to echo across the mountainside.

At the display, Lucy sucked harder on her lips to keep from laughing or gasping, or both. Her hands had dropped from the unruly mane to shake at her sides.

After a quick peek at her husband, I gave him a nod. By then also naked, he was watching Mandy’s performance while setting up the photo gear, and, duh, it had an effect. Already taut, an impressive black pole was dribbling.

A wink at them, and I rose from the tormented figure. Moans continued to leave her between rapid, shaky breaths. In the sunlight, icy rivulets glistened as they slithered from a shaking tit. The other nipple sported faint, narrow red marks.

While removing my shirt, I gestured for Lucy to replace me beside the quivering blindfolded beauty. She was silence incarnate while lowering to her knees. Once he’d placed and checked the gear, I had her husband kneel between Mandy’s outstretched, twisting legs.

Time slowed way down. Yes, my plan. Also, the sexy neighbor’s desire. Okay, I’d made her a promise and was about to push her boundaries in a new direction. Well, several directions. Yet, my heart racing a million miles an hour was a reminder: no matter what happened, she meant everything to me.

The world restarted, and my hand eased the rolled shirt under her neck. Though swift and gentle, the touch made her jerk, and the panting quickened. Gods, the aroma from between those shaking thighs ... Pure syrupy need.

After a final nod to Lucy and her husband, I settled to my knees above Mandy’s rolling head. Despite the aftershocks continuing to wrack lithe curves, she heard my movements and twisted her blindfolded face toward me.

For a split second, I considered asking if she still trusted me, but didn’t. She’d declared me her master, and the trembling beauty making the ropes and leather cuffs creak was my slut. Instead, a fist gripped my cock and right as it tilted forward to smear a glistening stripe on opening lips, I gave a thumbs-up to my coconspirators.

At their nodding, my hips thrust, and with a growling moan, Mandy devoured the dripping knob. At her cheeks’ sudden implosion, a gasp left me for the heavens. Yeah, the sexy woman, gleaming with sweat, spittle and fruit juice, remained ravenous.

Now, what would happen when ... With three fingers of my other hand held high, I scanned the cameras surrounding the blanket-lined stage.

So many boundaries.

Show time.

After a slow exhale, I dropped each finger in turn.

When the countdown ended, three things happened. First, in one swift motion, I shoved my dick all the way into Mandy’s upturned throat until my balls rested on her face.

Second, Lucy dropped, mashing that wondrous full chest onto her while latching wide lips over a perky tit. Even as Mandy arched into twinkle-eyed sultriness, the dark beauty’s hand cupped the other cone. Fingernails sparkled in the sun as she tugged and pulled on its stiff nipple.

Third, and the largest gamble by far. In a single swift thrust, her husband’s lengthy rod disappeared into the glittering petals between those shaky, bound legs.