Sydney's Dogs Ch. 05

With one crooked finger, she beckoned Talon to her. He eagerly pushed himself up, ready to meet any of her needs. She went down on all fours and then pointed behind her. Talon didn't need another cue—he moved into position, ready to take her at her signal. Then Sydney adjusted herself so that her mouth was over Zaide's weeping member. Her tongue darted out to taste his pre-cum. Then she leaned back into Talon, pressing her slick, fevered nether-lips to his velvet tip. Talon surged forward, the momentum carrying through as Sydney's mouth engulfed Zaide. Both men groaned with ecstasy.

Sydney focused on them, ignoring her own pleasure for a while. Her buttocks met Talon's hips as he plunged over and over into her. She slid her mouth over Zaide's entire length, pressing his head to the back of her throat. Zaide came first, erupting in her mouth. She drank him down, swallowing every squirt and massaging out the last drop. Talon was still going strong, and Sydney shifted forward to press her breasts around Zaide's member. Then Talon came, spilling his seed deep inside her. She loved that hot rush almost more than an orgasm.

Talon collapsed to one side, momentarily exhausted. Sydney just grinned at them.

"I beg your forgiveness, Mistress; I did not fulfill your needs," he panted.

"No worries, my sweet stud," she teased softly.

"We cannot leave you unsatisfied," Zaide declared.

"I'm fine, really guys. Let's just get some sleep," she reasoned as she settled back into the mattress.

Without a word, Zaide scrambled out of bed and started digging in his suitcase. He came back with a something hidden in his fist.

"What's that?" she asked suspiciously.

"I packed a few things," he whispered as he slid between the sheets beside her. Something started to buzz in his palm as he brought it to her lower lips. She gasped and almost cried out as it vibrated against her woman's mound. His fingers toyed with her folds while keeping the small device directly on her nib. Talon scooted closer to take one breast in his mouth.

Already sensitized, she writhed as the men stimulated her even more. The orgasm hit her fast and hard, like a spear of pleasure shooting through her entire body. Her back arched, her hips bucked spasmodically, and she clamped her jaw shut to keep from crying out and waking the baby. But the buzzing just continued, stringing out her orgasm indefinitely.

"Ok!" she finally rasped between clenched teeth. "Ok-ok-okokokokaaaaaay!"

Zaide mercifully pulled the vibrator away. Even in the dark, she could see he was happy with her response.

"What in the name of toffee-covered tapirs was that?" she whispered, still trying to catch her breath.

He held up two of his fingers which were attached by an elastic jelly ring to a small blue thing, also wrapped in studded silicon, about the size and shape of a baby carrot. "It's one of the toys we bought. You said you wanted to learn how to use them—and this is one of the ways."

"Well, warn me next time, if you please," she replied huskily, squirming a little as her whole body rocked with after-quakes of pleasure.

"I will, Butterfly," he murmured against her temple. "I promise."

Snuggled between her two lovers, Sydney sighed and started to drift off to sleep. She wondered, in her last moments of consciousness why she was so susceptible to these two. She meant well—she wanted to liberate them, help them achieve normal lives—but when her intentions were at their best, that's when they overpowered her with sheer sexuality, and she fell for it. Every. Single. Damn. Time.