Washington D.C. Series 5:3 - Brent the Whore

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Brent visibly shuttered when she said the words but didn't hesitate to come up to his knees before Drew. He leaned in over Drew and kissed him softly. Drew responded eagerly and slid his hands through Brent's hair to pull him closer. Eva had never watched two men kiss before and the scene was incredibly arousing. She moaned as their kiss deepened and she moved back to see better. Brent's hands moved across Drew's chest, caressing over his nipples before moving around his back. Drew groaned with the contact of their skin and responded by breaking the kiss and moving his mouth down to Brent's neck.

Eva could scarcely believe her eyes and could barely contain her hands. As she watched the intensity before her, she slipped her hands down between her thighs. The sequins felt rough in her hands, but she needed to feel the pressure against her clit. With a groan she found her spot and slid her fingers over her heat.

Brent and Drew's movements grew more heated as their bodies rubbed together. Brent pushed Drew back against the cushions pinning him against them as he slid down between Drew's open thighs. The silk pajama pants that Drew wore scarcely contained his erect cock now bulging between his thighs. Eva slid her hands down further, pulling up the hem of her dress far enough to slip her fingers underneath. Her fingers slid easily through her wetness and she moaned at the contact. She moaned again as she watched Brent slide his hands down to Drew's pants and slipped them down and off. His hands moved back up Drew's thighs to his cock, taking it into his hand and beginning to stroke it. Drew breathed hard and watched Brent as he stroked him. His cock was so hard and erect, precum pooled on the tip of his cock. Brent paused for just a moment to look at Eva.

Her hands were between her thighs rubbing seductively at her clit, her mouth was slightly open and she breathed hard as she watched them. Brent looked into her eyes as his hands moved up and down Drew's throbbing cock.

"Show me," Eva lustfully said again. "Show me what a dirty fucking whore you really are."

Brent moaned and moved up closer to Drew. His head dipped down and kissed Drew's stomach as Drew's hands caressed his head. Brent licked lazy circles down his abs to his cock before finally licking up the length. Drew groaned loudly as Brent opened his lips and slid Drew's cock all the way into his mouth. He slid the man's fully erect cock in and out of his mouth, pausing every so often to swirl his tongue around the tip before plunging it back into his mouth again.

Eva had never seen such an extraordinary and arousing scene. Her clit throbbed hard against her fingers and she didn't know how long she could last. The sight of Brent slipping another man's cock into his mouth was too much too bear. She needed to feel his mouth on her too.

"Oh fuck, Brent," Eva whispered, "lick me. Take me into your mouth and lick me. God I need to feel your tongue against me." She grabbed the ring on his collar and pulled him from Drew's cock to her body. She kissed him hard before pulling on his collar and directing him between her legs.

Brent moved quickly, his head dipping down, his hands roughly pushing up her gown. His tongue flicked out and licked her and Eva almost screamed. She felt his tongue slide through the folds of her sex, tasting her juices and drinking them down. Drew moved as well. He quickly walked around the two of them and pulled Eva up so he could slide in behind her on the sofa. With Brent's help, they slid the sequined gown up her body and over her head leaving her naked except for the black stilettos now digging into the flesh of Brent's back. Drew reached around her, hugging her to him as a lover should. His fingers trailed over her skin making slow, sensual movements as he felt her curves. She gasped as his fingertips flicked over her nipples. Her body writhed at his touch. Brent held her thighs firmly in place as she bucked beneath him. The new found pleasure was overwhelming. Eva soon began to lose track of who's hands were where.

Brent's tongue continued his seduction against her. Small circles over her clit before sliding down and licking around her labia. His tongue gently probed her and slid inside before moving back up to her clit again. His movements were calculated, knowing how to make her cum and how to keep her on the edge. Eva moaned more fiercely at his and Drew's touch, her hands clawing at Drew's thighs while he touched her. Brent's tongue moved along her slit again, this time moving down further and flicking his tongue over her asshole. Eva bucked again beneath him, rocking her hips to feel it again. Brent complied, sliding his tongue down again, he flicked over her, letting his saliva moisten her tight hole. Eva moaned. He knew what she wanted now. He could feel it in her reaction to him and Drew. And he wanted more than anything to give it to her, his master, his lover. He moved back from her for a moment and slid up her body. His lips touched hers so she could taste herself on his lips.

"Did I say you could...ohhh..." Eva started to say before Brent pushed his fingers into her dripping cunt. She grunted at the intrusion and opened her thighs wider. Brent's mouth crushed hers and his fingers moved in and out of her, fucking her slowly. Drew's hands reached around them both, pulling their bodies together in a heated embrace. It was too much for Eva, if she let it go much further she would lose all control and it's not what she wanted.

Using all of her strength, she pushed Brent back. It pained her to do it. She needed to take control though. Her eyes darted to Brent and something behind him caught her eye. As soon as she saw the heavy metal ring protruding from the floor she knew what she wanted.

"Drew," she said breathlessly as she pointed to the long wooden table on the other side of the room, "go get me something to bind him with. Make sure it's leather."

Drew nodded and padded over to the table. Brent's eyes grew wide as he saw Drew pick up a long leather lead and come back over to them.

"It's my turn," Eva said as she took the lead from him. "Put your hands in front of you," she ordered and Brent complied, his eyes still wide. Eva wound the leather lead over and around his wrists until they were tightly bound, the leather cutting into his flesh. Brent grunted as she pulled it tight but said nothing else. She pushed him back onto the floor, pushing him hard onto the ground. "I'm the one in charge here tonight. you're nothing but a slave, a whore, a fucking slut. You don't get to decide what we do." With those words she attached the end of the lead to the sturdy ring in the floor. Eva let her mind briefly wander to the origins of the ring before turning her attention back to Brent.

"You're going to do as I say, slut. And right now you're going to watch me while I fuck Drew. That's right. He's going to slide his hard cock inside my dripping cunt," Eva whispered harshly. "And you're going to watch as we fuck right over you."