Dating : Menage erotica / March Madness Challenge

Tyler looked at the tent in Master’s jeans. Neither of them had come in the last scene. Only Mona. Normally, frustration would make his shoulders tight, but he was high on his reward. Master had granted his request for a kiss.
Mona was still naked, so was Tyler. Master wore only an old pair of jeans that were so worn, they were soft to the touch. Master left them to set up the next scene.
“You two may play but do not come,” Master said.
Tyler turned back to Mona and ran his hands up the smooth skin of her legs. He was surprised how much he liked having sex with Master but he did miss the sweet softness of a woman’s body.
“Hi,” Tyler said. He realized that though he knew her name and they’d both pleasured each other, they hadn’t actually been introduced.
“Hi,” she smiled shyly.
“I don’t know your limits. Is there anything I can’t do?”
“I don’t like hard impact play.”
“I meant that I want to touch you, kiss you basically everywhere. Is there a part of you that’s off limits to me?”
“Only if Master says there is.”
Tyler smiled. Master had only said don’t come. It was easier to ask forgiveness than permission. Master hadn’t explicitly said anything but with what had happened in their last scene, Master asking Tyler to name what he liked about Mona’s body, he gathered she didn’t realize how sexy she was.
Tyler cupped her face. “I miss kissing. Let’s make out a little. You’re so sexy,” he said as he leaned in.
Mona lay back as he pressed forward until he was lying on top of her on the soft chaise. She spread her legs and he groaned when his hard cock came into contact with her bare pussy. She was still wet from coming in his mouth.
He rubbed himself up and down the crease of her. When the tip of his erection caught on her clit, she gripped his biceps and spread her legs open wider.
“It’s so sexy how much you want it,” he whispered as he kissed his way down her neck. “You have no idea how hard it was to keep my hands to myself. Your tits are perfection.”
When he looked up, she was watching him closely. She didn’t believe him. Tyler gave her his biggest smile as he set out to prove it to her.
He knew how sensitive a woman’t nipples could be. He pointed his tongue and flicked the very tip over and over. Her hips moved restlessly, causing her to hump against his erection that was still cocooned between the soft lips of her pussy.
They both groaned.
When her movement became more frantic, Tyler pulled back. He didn’t want to get in trouble for getting her off. He had a feeling they’d all lose out if he did.
“Can you come just from nipple play?” he asked.
She bit her lip as she nodded.
“Fuck. Do you have any idea how sexy that is?”
When she looked at him, he realized she didn’t realize. He leaned down and pulled one of the little buds into his mouth. Then he sucked. Hard.
Mona arched her back, thrusting her breast further into his mouth. Her hips rotated, putting pressure right were he needed it, at the base of his cock.
As he backed off, he caught her nipple between his teeth and pulled at it until she reached down and grabbed his ass. She pressed his hips forward and they both groaned again.
Maybe it was because they were both subs who fought their tendencies, maybe it was because they had similar kinks but they complimented each other.
Tyler had never been in a polyamorous relationship but he figured it wasn’t an easy thing to do. People got jealous. There were three personalities that might clash instead of two. But in that moment he wondered if things might be able to work between the three of them, long term.
Mona had seemed all too eager to kiss Master, and Tyler too. It was Master who was hesitant. Tyler looked over and found Master watching them. His blue eyes flashed with desire but he stayed where he was.
Because Master watched, Tyler Leaned down and kissed Mona again. He used his hands to pull and pluck her nipples. She arched and undulated beneath him, pulling him closer and closer to losing his load.
She felt so good against him, Tyler forgot to put on a show and got lost as their tongues tangled. They might have been kissing for minutes or hours when he felt a hand cup his balls.
Master whispered in his ear. “If I let you come, will you be able to get it back up and come again?”
“Yes, Master,” Tyler said because he knew it was true. Nothing turned him on as much as what he did with Master, and now with Mona as well.
Then Master leaned closer to Mona. “Do you want him inside you?”
“Please, Master,” she said.
Tyler didn’t even wait for Master to direct him, he adjusted his hips and thrust inside her. Mona arched. She grasped Tyler’s bicep with one hand and Master’s forearm with the other.
She displayed her nipples so beautifully. Tyler couldn’t resist he leaned in and used his teeth to pluck and pull them.
Her inner muscles were like a voice, spurring him on, more, more, more. He pulled out and slammed back into her. And that was when the begging started.
“Faster, please, Master. Harder. I need, I need…”
She was so tight and seemed to get tighter as she clamped down on him. The friction was hot and beautiful and perfect.
He was fucking her so hard that her moans had a staccato quality to them but he wouldn’t slow down, not unless one of them told him to.
This was the first time since meeting Master that Tyler felt he was in full control of his orgasm and it was a heady feeling to have that freedom. He was like a child gorging on chocolate because his parents had left the cupboard unlocked.
Her wet heat fisted him as he thrust home again, and again, and again. He felt the tingle at the tip of his cock each time he bottomed out. He wasn’t going to last much longer.
He knew what she needed, but he was supporting himself on his arms and didn’t want to slow down so he could balance on one hand. He was almost there. Just a few more thrusts.
“Master,” he begged.
Master’s hand hand slid between their bodies as if he’d read Tyler’s mind. Feeling Master’s hand bump Tyler’s groin as he flicked Mona’s clit was the last straw.
He could tell by the flex of Master’s hand muscles exactly what he was doing. At least he could until his cock began to spurt. Then his mind went beautifully blank.
He’d never fucked without a rubber before. Maybe that was why it had felt better than any sex he’d ever had with a woman. Then again, maybe it was Mona.
She spasmed around him and gasped. Her nails dug into his arm as all her muscles contracted. It was sexy as hell to watch her let go like that.
His cock still throbbed and jerked inside her. When she finally relaxed, she was panting. Her hairline and her neck glistened with sweat. Without thought, Tyler leaned down and licked from the junction of her shoulder to just behind her ear.
She stilled beneath him so he pulled back. “Is this okay?”
She nodded.
He smiled and nuzzled his nose under her jaw, inhaling the musky scent of her.
“I didn’t mean to call Ty, Master,” Mona said.
“I know,” Master said.
“I haven’t had sex with anyone who wasn’t my master since I chose this lifestyle.”
“It’s fine. Your begging was so sweet. Ty loved it. ”
“Yes,” Tyler agreed as he scooted back enough to pull out of her.
He looked down to see some of his semen drip from her opening. His cock twitched at the sight and began to harden once again.
“I’ve never had sex without a condom,” he said. It was one reckless move he’d never made. Gently, he ran his finger through the mess his cum was now making of her skin. “I didn’t know what I was missing.”
Tyler lifted his fingers to look at the sticky mess. Why was it such a turn on? As he looked on, Master held his wrist. Then he leaned forward and sucked Tyler’s fingers into his mouth. Tyler’s cock flexed at the sight and feel. His cock spurting one last little load.
“Fuck,” he said as his master licked him clean. “I don’t think I can stop now that I know what it’s like.”
When he looked down, Mona’s gaze was glued to what Master was doing as well. He released Tyler’s fingers with one final lick.
“I can taste you both,” Master said. “And when you clean her up after I fuck her, you will taste all three of us.”
“Fuck,” he said again.