CHAPTER 139: WATCH ME.

Tristan led me down the stairs, one step at a time. The lower we got, the higher the number of heads that turned to look at us.

Luckily, the looks we received were in no way scary or stuff. Just curious. Some even looked shocked.

By the time we got to the bottom of the stairs, they had all gone back to their various activities, and I, on the other hand, had just begun mine.

I stared. Like an idiot. Without shame or remorse.

Luckily, Tristan didn’t snap me out of it and due to his heavily intimidating presence, the people around us didn’t give me weird looks, but honestly, I really couldn’t care less.

Everything about the place left me in utter amazement. From their attire to their interactions and actions, they carried out shamelessly and effortlessly.

None of them were outright fucking, but I couldn’t tell if it would have been better if they were.

A girl who was kneeling before a guy who sat cuffed to a chair, not too far from where we stood, called my attention. When I looked at her, she mouthed ’watch me’, winked, and got down to business.

An exhibitionist. This should be interesting.

My lips parted as I watched her part the man’s legs in a manner that was torturously slow, taking her lower lip in-between her teeth as she smiled.

Evidence of the effect she had on him was right before her, inches away from her face as she brought it closer to his cock.

His chest swelled higher than I have ever seen as large beads of sweat dropped from his forehead onto his cheeks and eyes. I could only wonder how long she had teased him.

While she undid his belt and buttons, my eyes moved to his hands that were secured behind the chair, and it was then that I noticed something.

Despite how much he really wanted her, he didn’t tug on his cuffs, not once. They were even bigger than his hands, so he could easily slip them off, but he didn’t. Rather, he held onto them tighter with every step she got closer to freeing his raging cock.

Interesting...

Just as my eyes darted back to her, Tristan pulled me backwards, into his chest, causing me to be painfully aware of the bulging of his pants at my lower back, and the creaming between my thighs I hadn’t noticed before.

"Didn’t think you were a watcher." He whispered in my ear, sending searing hot tremors throughout my body. "I can smell you from here, Princess." He cooed as his lips came closer to my ear, running his tongue along the tip of my ear.

I almost shut my eyes as I sighed in content, but he pinched my arm, pulling me away from the sweet haze I was sinking into.

"Keep your eyes on her, Princess. Don’t close them, even for a second. Understood?" He instructed, and I managed to nod in response, my eyes trained on the lady who had just successfully completed her digging for his cock.

"Words, Princess. In this world, signs are not permitted. Just safe words, and words of affirmation." He admonished, biting down on the pinna of my ear, causing me to squeak lightly as the initial feeling of pain washed through me, but was quickly swallowed up by one of pleasure.

The lady held my eyes as she sank the head of her man’s cock inside her mouth, causing him to release a loud throaty moan, his eyes snapped shut.

She worked her mouth over his cock without a shred of remorse, while the man held onto his cuffs behind the chair for his dear life, groaning as extremely dirty curse words spilled from his lips without restraint.

The insides of my thighs were so slippery, I desperately wanted to turn away, but Tristan’s hand held my neck in place, forcing me to watch the lady strip the man of every shred of dignity he had left.

She released the head with a loud pop, a thick line of saliva hanging in-between them.

She turned to me again with a very wide grin. ’The best part.’ She mouthed, covering her upper and lower lip generously with saliva.

She looked up at me again and mouthed, ’Ready?’, and like a puppet, I nodded, relishing the feeling of anticipation swelling in my abdomen.

Like a child to candy, she sunk his entire cock into her throat in a second, her reddening eyes darting to me when she got to the base, staring into my wide eyes. I swear I could see laughter in her eyes as she took in my bewildered expression.

The guy leaned completely into his chair, his eyes rolled back. Memories of how the boys had reacted when I had their cocks in my mouth popped up in my mind, causing me to suddenly want to do it again.

I almost raised my hands to give her a thumbs up, as I wondered how she managed to carry out such a task.

The guys cock wasn’t as massive as the ones my mates packed, but it was impressive. Quite impressive.

She lifted her head slowly, till she got to the top, taking in more air before going down again, faster this time.

This time, I really couldn’t hold the gasp in. I shamelessly let it out as she repeated the actions again and again, and the poor young man who was on the receiving end looked like he was about to pass the fuck out.

But that didn’t stop him from jerking his hips violently into her mouth, still not letting go of the cuffs.

I watched them with every part of my body.

My eyes and mind were filled with extremely sticky images of their actions, my nose happily inhaled the scent of the discharge that pooled in-between her thighs. My mouth salivated with every thrust she made.

My nipples were perky, my hands sweaty and fisted, my abdomen incredibly tight and heavy, my vagina wet and dripping, my thighs slippery, my toes curled.

I wasn’t a part of their intercourse, but I couldn’t help but feel like I was on the verge of cumming a river, there and then.

I saw her hands tighten around his thighs as she bobbed her head faster, driving him incredibly close to the ledge.

Tears rolled from the corners of her eyes as she did her job diligently, her thighs squeezed tightly together.

And he screamed. Very fucking loud. Shooting ropes and ropes of cum into her mouth, and the lady didn’t disappoint.

She swallowed every fucking drop, despite how difficult it was. And I was sure it hurt to do so, but she didn’t quit, she took it all in, released his cock with a loud pop, and wore the most cheerful grin I’ve ever seen.

Before I could blink, the guy tore the cuffs off himself, reached down, scooped her in his arms as she released a loud hysterical cackle, got up on his feet and put her down on the chair.

She whipped her head to me, excitement and hunger beyond evident in her eyes. ’My turn,’ She mouthed, and I returned her smile with one of mine, finally putting up my thumbs, mouthing good luck.

Before she could respond, her guy sank his head in-between her legs, eating her with so much tenacity, one would think she was his last meal.

My newfound friend was nothing less than a writhing, moaning mess. Her eyes found me every once in a while, moaning as she looked at me, eyes rolled back as she screamed fuck over and over again.

My mouth remained parted as I watched him pleasure her, forcing screams, squeaks, and moans out of her lungs.

Her eyes bore into mine as she ground her hips against his face, the look in her eyes told me the words she couldn’t possibly spew, no matter how much she wanted to.

Tristan wrapped his arm around my waist, pushing my back further into his chest. His heart thumped so fast against his ribs, as his grip around my waist tightened, adding more pressure to my abdomen. It seemed like he was holding himself back.

"Do you mind being in her position?" He grunted in my ear, his warm breath fanning the side of my neck, sending shivers through my already sensitive skin.

I tried as hard as I possibly could to force my numb brain cells to think of the perfect reply; they responded, but incredibly slowly.

"Can’t think of a reply, Princess? Do I take your silence as a yes?" His husky voice whispered in my ear as his other hand reached down to my ass. Squeezing without mercy.

But despite how badly it hurt, I couldn’t help but release a moan. For some reason, I found a huge amount of pleasure in the pain.

It was so damn crazy, but I think I was beginning to love crazy.

"Maybe," I whispered, leaning back so he had more surface area to run his moist tongue on.