Taste Of Heaven

Perhaps you’ve bit off so much more than you could’ve chewed.

It’s insane—this is your personal heaven yet also your personal hell. There’s so much, almost too much pleasure, even, and nowhere to run—especially not when you’re bound, but not in the conventional chains and cuffs. No, you’re bound by mere arms, wrapped around your body, fingertips tracing lines of fire across your skin. Your captor hums in satisfaction when you shudder, and you’re gasping when they tease you right over where it’s the most sensitive, a yelp cut short when they pinch you, a whine when they giggle.

As if one wasn’t enough, there’s two: your other captor has your cock in her hands, leisurely strokes along your length drawing the most pathetic whimpers from your throat. The sounds you make have your captors giggling, and it’s humiliating being like that—every touch, every giggle, every little teasing remark drawing the most visceral, raw pleasure from you, which only fuels their amusement. Yet, you love it, love it so much, love it when you get ridiculed, when you get mocked.

(Here’s the situation—you’re pinned down between the two most beautiful women in the world, and you’re leaking, leaking everywhere, staining everything, drooling all over yourself, tear-streaks running down your cheeks—)

An Yujin is on all fours in front of you, her clothes nowhere to be found. You’re not sure where to look at all—do you stare at her boyishly handsome face, smug smirk across her features, or at her pretty little breasts, her tiny brown nipples hard with arousal? Do you admire the arch of her back, or the sway of her hips? Or, maybe, you think, you should just shamelessly ogle her ass?

(They’re all the right answer.)

Yujin has her fingers wrapped around your cock, precum spilling from your tip with every shift of her hand. Every leisurely stroke along your length draws broken moans from your throat, which only widens the amused grin across her angelic features. She never lets you rest—every so often, she rubs her thumb right over your slick tip just to watch you thrash under her harsh touch, every protest and whimper only making her laugh in cruel amusement.

To make matters worse, behind you, Karina Yu has you restrained in her embrace—her soft breasts cushion your back, taut nipples pressed up against you. She’s acutely aware of how bothered you are: every time she shifts and her breasts press up against you, you freeze in her arms, and she uses this to her advantage by shifting ever so often, just to remind you that she’s there. It’s torture, you think, but it’s also never-ending pleasure—you’re trapped, bound, yet you can’t, don’t want to leave.

“Yah, Yujinnie, look,” Karina’s deep voice next to your ear has you shuddering. “He’s leaking so much already.”

“Ooh, you’re right, Jimin-unnie! I hope he won’t cum just from this—will you, pup?”

You shake your head no, not trusting your voice at all. You’re already so close—any little bit more and you might just spill—!

“Ehe, time to let go~.”

And let go she does—Yujin pulls her hand back from you, and any pleasure you enjoyed dissipates. You’re not sure to sigh in relief or protest in disappointment, but you’re denied from making that choice—Yujin crashes her lips against yours, and almost instantly, your tongue is swirling against hers. The younger girl wastes no time in getting your hands on her body—she pulls you by your wrists, and she clasps her hands over yours as she pushes them onto her chest. Yujin uses you as a proxy to knead her own breasts for more pleasure, but it doesn’t take long before you’re doing it all on your own.

“Oh, you’re such a smart boy, aren’t you? You know what Mommy wants.” The younger girl caresses your cheek, and she tickles your chin like she would to her puppy. “Good boy, keep it up.”

One action, double the reward—Karina begins planting burning kisses along your shoulder and neck. She nips at your earlobe when she reaches it, and she occasionally swipes her warm tongue along your skin. Karina even coos in your ear when you whimper for either girl, soft compliments like “Good boy”, “So cute”, “Our handsome prince”, and “Adorable little puppy boy” only drawing out more of the sounds she so loves. You shudder, you squirm, and you leak with every sweet nothing she murmurs against your skin or into your ear, and you’re rutting against the air now, hungry for more pleasure, for anyone’s touch.

“Yujinnie, our puppy needs you.”

“Oh, he does, doesn’t he?” Yujin chuckles when she breaks the kiss with you to cast her gaze downwards. “You’re so needy, pup. Need Mommy’s hand again? Or do you need Mommy’s pussy, mm?”

The thought of either drives you crazy—you’ve been close, you’re still close, and you want, no, need to cum! You’re acutely aware of every burning kiss Karina leaves on your skin, every brush of Yujin’s fingers across your cheek as she gazes at you fondly like she would her pet, and you’re struggling to even find words at all.

“Speak up, pup, come on, use your words like good boys do. You’re Mommy’s good baby boy, right? Come on, tell Mommy what you want.”

“M-Mommy, I…” You manage to stammer out the beginnings of a sentence before you feel Karina’s fingers wrap around your cock. Her slow strokes draw your focus away—you’re moaning under her touch, speech devolving to ‘no’s and ‘please’s and soft cries of ‘Mommy’. You feel the older woman’s laugh right against your body, hear it in your right ear, and all she says is, “Pretend I’m not here, puppy. Yujinnie’s the one talking to you, not me~.”

“That’s right, baby boy. Don’t think about Jimin-unnie, it’s just me right now.” Yujin leans closer, and she brushes her lips over yours ever so softly in the hint of a kiss. “What do you want, baby boy?”

“Mommy, please, I… I need your pussy!”

“My pussy, dear? Mm, that’s not clear enough to me. I need you to use your words, pup. What do you need my pussy for?”

You’re clearly being toyed with, but you love it. Yujin’s smirking as she leans in again, her lips landing on the corner of yours this time before she begins to plant a trail of kisses down your jawline.

“Come on, don’t you want to touch it? Don’t you want to eat it? Mommy wants to know what you want to do with her pussy, baby boy.”

You’re gasping and whining now at the thoughts that Yujin has just put in your head. They’re all things you want—you want Yujin squirting on your fingers, hell, you want Yujin to shower you in her squirt too! Yet, the burning desire to cum inside Yujin drives you to try your best to vocalize what you want, even as Karina continues to try to sabotage you with every swipe of her thumb against your glistening, leaking cockhead.

“N—Need, fuck, Mommy’s pussy—!”

“You need to fuck my pussy?” Yujin laughs when you beg with a stream of ‘yes’s and ‘please’s. She runs her fingers across her dripping pussy, moaning out loud just for you to watch and to rile you up further. “Need Mommy to ride that cock until it bursts deep inside me?”

“Yes, yes, please, Mommy, please, please ride me, please let me breed you, please, I want to cum, please, I wanna cum inside you, please—!”

“Hmm…”

You’re ashamed of the loud whimper that echoes around the room when Yujin’s hot, wet core presses against your shaft. Immediately, you’re bucking your hips, desperately trying to push yourself into her, and Yujin tears herself away with a sigh of disappointment.

“No, no, no—!”

Yujin’s finger on your lips silences any protest you had. You stare up at her frowning face, and you fall limp as she shakes her head and sighs once more.

“Bad puppy. Bad, bad puppy. Mommy doesn’t like bad pups who try to fuck her pussy without permission.”

The finger on your lips falls, and Yujin tilts your chin up with that same finger when she leans in. She gets closer and closer until she’s all that you see, and her hot breath brushes against your lips with every word that leaves her mouth. She wraps her hand around your throat when she speaks, fingers tightening around it ever so slowly, just to choke you that little bit.

“Try that again, pup, and both Jimin-unnie and I will edge you for another week. Is that what you want, hm? Do you want both Jimin-unnie and I to continue making you fuck your own hand for us every day until you’re all swollen and red, all ready to burst for us, and then force you to stop right when you’re going to cum, hm? You’ve already done it for a week, so another one shouldn’t be too difficult, right, puppy?”

“N-No, please—don’t, don’t, I’ll be good, I’ll be Mommy’s good boy, I’ll be Mommy’s best boy, please, please don’t make me edge again, no, please—!” You’re rambling now—anything but the hell that was the previous week! Tears begin to form, and Yujin smirks at your immediate submission.

“Then you should know to be a good boy and not move without your Mommies’ permission, right?” Yujin admonishes you with her voice almost hushed in a whisper. “You don’t have to be punished, right?”

“Yes, I’m sorry, please Mommy, I’m sorry!”

“Mm, and keep being a good boy from now on…”

Yujin lets out a long moan again when she presses her glistening cunt onto your length again, this time grinding slowly and harshly against you. Hot, wet slick leaks from her core, and she coats your entire shaft in her juices as she masturbates herself with your cock. You fight the urge to move as Yujin moans loudly, a hand reaching to grab your leg for support as she fondles a breast roughly. The younger girl looks down at you, eyes half-lidded in pleasure, filth spewing from her lips again just to rile you up more.

“Mmh, pup, look, look at Mommy. Fuck, that face, oh my… Does my puppy like it? Does Mommy’s lil pup like it when Mommy masturbates using his cock? Mm, yes, show Mommy how much you like it, let Mommy hear it—mm, good boy, keep moaning like that, it makes Mommy so wet…”

With every harsh grind of Yujin’s, you’re releasing loud, shaky moans and breaths. Yujin loves it all—she grinds down harder just to hear more from you, all while she never stops grinning, never stops moaning, never stops talking.

“Oh God yes, moan for Mommy, yes, just like that… Oh, you like it when my pussy glides over your cock, mm? Just like that? You really like it that much?”

“Yes, yes Mommy, yes, I love it, I love it, I—”

“Oh, you’re going to love me more when I do… this.” On a particularly harsh grind, Yujin pushes at your tip with her hands. She grinds herself all the way to your slick, dripping tip, and next thing you know, you’re bucking your hips and groaning out loud like she is—Yujin impales herself on your cock in one stroke, and she starts to ride you fast and hard. The younger girl’s pussy is so damned wet—you slide in and out so easily, yet she’s still so tight around you. She even adjusts so that she’s on her feet now, both hands on your calves as she bucks her hips along your length from top to bottom, moaning every time you brush against her G-spot.

“Fuck, this cock always makes me feel so fucking good, fuck!”

You’re just staring between Yujin’s legs now—her cunt swallows your cock every time she sinks down, and you watch it get wetter and wetter each time she lifts herself off it. Your cock glistens with her juices, and it drives you absolutely batshit crazy. Every time you hilt into her, she clenches around you—it’s just like clockwork. Yujin isn’t shy about her other exclamations of pleasure either—she lets it out loud for you, and every sound she makes goes straight down to your core.

Behind you, Karina’s soft moans mix with yours and Yujin’s. Hot puffs of air brush against your nape and ears, and you’re acutely aware of the second set of wet sounds that come from behind as well as the feeling of Karina’s arm between your body and hers bumping against your back ever so often. Karina continues to lick your nape and neck, kiss it ever so often, even nibble at it occasionally, and you’re delirious now—the sounds of both Mommies’ pussies being pleasured, their moans mixing with yours, the pleasure of Yujin’s cunt quivering around your cock as she fucks it, all of it is too much for you.

“Puppy.”