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BBJ Masterlist

The day is Friday and as the sun sets in the sky, it leaves behind a hue of oranges, pinks, and peaches alike; all mingled together on a celestial canvas. This visual is every painter's dream and the fact that I get to see it in real time adds something special to the occasion.

Breeze lightly blowing across my warm skin, this weather is nothing short of perfect. The whistles are music to my ears and as my hair flaps in the wind, I feel like something straight off a magazine. Though I doubt I’d currently look the part. If anything I’d most closely resemble your favourite playmate.

Folded in what I like to call the Center of Attention I couldn’t feel any more full than I do now. Positioned on Klay’s second-story balcony, the usually wide and spacious area is currently being occupied by an adventurous throuple, gurgling noises a faraway sound to add to the visually, and now acoustic evening.

Face smashed against Klays pelvis, breathing is currently a distant memory of the past, my only goal right now is to bring him over the edge. Air? Who is she? We don’t know her around these parts. And if the pressure on my neck doesn’t let up soon, I may become a distant memory myself.

Hands cradled around his balls, I’m massaging them as meticulously as I know he likes it while my other hand rests on his thigh for much needed support. His dick is touching my esophagus and I’m trying everything in my power to relax my throat muscles and breathe through my nose, only the hand wrapped around my neck is relentless as the grip tightens in its attempt to gag me on Klays dick.

Coupled with him actively thrusting his hips toward my face, I’m on the verge of passing out and if I die, I die. Though it isn't until the hand around my neck yanks me upright that I’m able to inhale in a necessary breath of air. Drool sliding down my chin and eyes glistening with unshed tears, my chest heavily pants as Lakeith pulls me up toward him to slap his lips on my own. Body snug against me, I can feel his steady heartbeat thumping against my back, as his tongue flicks over mine, teeth awkwardly clacking together in the heat of the moment.

“You’re doing so good for us baby,” is the voice that grumbles from beneath me.

Unwrapping his body from mine, Lakeith pulls my face away from his and roughly shoves me forward into my previous position. Latching his hand onto my neck, he’s quick to push me downward until Klays dick disappears in my mouth, instructing me to finish what you started, if you know what’s good for you.

Bobbing my head in earnest, I hollow out my cheeks and slurp him up like my life depends on it, cause it very well may. Hands securely wrapped around his thighs, the thin hairs that line them tickle my palms and I sink my fingers further into his skin in an effort to stay focused.

A hiss sounds from behind me and a sudden slap to my ass lurches me forward with a pained whimper sounding from the back of my throat. Spit seeping out from the corners of my mouth and eyes pooling with tears, I barely take notice of the way Lakeith is spreading my butt cheeks apart. It isn’t until I feel the drool slither down my ass crack do I feel him insert a finger inside my puckered hole. My body stiffens from the lack of preparation; wiggling away from his ministrations as my jaws loosen and efforts lessen from the surprise intrusion.

“Did someone tell you I was finished?” Klay scolded. “You only stop after my balls are drained and my dick goes soft.”

“You can act like you don’t want this Y/N, but the way your pussy drips for me tells a very different story,” Lakeith grumbled, adding another finger to the equation as he spits again.

Slowly building up my previous rhythm on Klays dick, I take my hand and jerk him steadily, squeezing with just enough pressure to bring him closer to the edge. The fingers inside of me drag across my walls much more slickly and the once burning sensation slowly dissolves into a pleasurable one.

My hips soon meet Lakeiths fingers, bouncing off his arm, as he thrusts them swiftly inside of me while I add my second hand to the hardened member sliding against my jaws. Clenched tightly in my fists, I start a twisting-jerking combo while my mouth clamps onto his head with a vicious suction. The wail that he lets out fills me with confidence, brows drawn together in determination, as the realisation hits me that I now have him in my clutches.

I feel my ass being spread once more but these hands are coming from beneath me, as opposed to behind, and before I have time to question it, I feel Lakeith shove his length into me to the brim. Leaving little time to adjust, he slowly thrusts his dick inside my slick cunt in the most delicious pattern, while the finger in my ass follows suit; pulling out as he drives in.

The whine that tumbles from my mouth gets muffled by the engorged head of Klays penis and I settle for quietly whimpering, breathing harshly through my nose as spittles of snot fly out; knowing better than to let up until he climaxes. The tears in my eyes brim over trailing down my face as my nipples rub against Klays thighs, adding to the trifecta of sensations that slowly become too much.

Removing my hands, I swallow him whole and grab onto his legs, watching closely as they begin to twitch. That, combined with the sloppy way that his hips meet my face lets me know that he’s finally fucking close. Ramming him through the trenches of my throat, my nose comes face to face with his ball sack, groaning in hopes that the vibrations will tip him over.

“Ohh come on baby, show daddy how well you can take him,” Klay taunts. “Dry those eyes and finish me off like a good girl.”

And oh bad I wanna be his good girl. How badly I wanna please him and hear all the filth that falls from the same lips he praises me with. And even when he turns my pain into his pleasure I’ll still be here, compliant as ever, cause that’s what good girls do.

“Don’t cry honey. It hurts doesn’t it,” Lakeith mocks. “But you take me so fucking good, look at how I’m stretching this pussy out Y/N.”

At that my brain turns hazy, cock drunk and dumb from all the emotions swirling through me. I almost forget to keep the suction going on Klay, my mouth slackened as he ruts into it gradually; using it as he so pleases.

“It’s too big for you isn’t it slut,” Lakeith grunted, voice thick with sarcasm as he sank his hand into my back to arch it. “You ain’t gotta do nothing except take my dick baby girl. Don’t think too hard, just take whatever I give you,” he says driving into me.

Shooting his release, like it was game 6, Klay roars through his orgasm, riding it out until his hips come to a stop, reminding me to swallow every fucking drop. Like I need to be told twice. Gulping down his children, I’m finally able to come up for a proper breath of fresh air as the wind whips across my drool ridden and cum covered face - spent as I collapsed into Klays lap, freeing my trapped moans into the evening sky.

“You did so good for daddy baby,” Klay praised. “Sluts like you deserve to be rewarded,” he added, attaching his mouth to my clit.

Tongue sliding between his lips, the cool moisture that surrounds it adds a pleasant contrast as it makes contact with my fiery bundle of nerves. Holding onto my ass cheeks for better support, he raises up and clamps his mouth down, adding a little teeth to the friction as he knows it’ll turn me to mush. Pulling back, he spits a thick glob of saliva on my pussy and reattaches his mouth to do further damage.

With Lakeith mercilessly pounding into me, even in my worn out state, he manages to pull a high-pitched shriek from me as he rides me through my orgasm. Hands balled into fists and eyes screwed shut, my brain shuts off entirely. Meanwhile the sob that I let out sends a flock of birds flying from a nearby tree; shoulders slumped forward too tired to move, even if I wanted to.

Klay finally lets up and Lakeith follows shortly behind, painting my walls with rope after rope of his thick seed; groaning heavily into warm air.

Phewwww what a scene amirite?! I FUCKING ADORE THIS PIECE from each line down to the punctuation. But to this day I still feel a little self conscious on if the position I described translated well on “paper” as it did my mind. Don’t get me wrong, y’all definitely know what’s going on and every cum covered detail in between but the sexual position itself? I dunno man. I mulled over this for the longest and couldn’t figure out a way to describe it without running on like Im doing now. Lmao so do enjoy the inspiration behind this pic and lemme know if this is what you envisioned. And if it wasn’t give it another read and lemme know if it’s any clearer!!