Yui gets strike one.

Yui is entranced by the cucumber to begin with. She stares at it in her hands in awe, running her wrapped palms along its ginormous length. Yui comparing the veggie to her forearm and finding it is in fact bigger. However, when Yui doesn’t start moving towards the bedroom quick enough for Piya’s liking, she snatches it back out of Yui hands and smacks her across the hip with it. Yui yelps in surprise and fright before a second wack across the bum gets her moving in the right direction. Yui’s second scream mixed with a hint of a giggle as Piya chases her up the stairs to the boudoir.

I’m the last into the room and find my two girls already a little out of breath from their run up the stairs. Yui not taking the risk of another whacking with the cucumber and already starting to get undressed. Piya is hastily rearranging the furniture. Part of Yui’s punishment that she isn’t allowed to join us on the bed it seems. Piya is moving the fabric armchair closer to the foot of the bed, the same chair that Lawan sat in as she watched Piya and I demonstrate what sex was like before she joined in masturbating in time with us. The big long vegetable resting in the seat that had previously been Lawan’s.

Piya is in no rush to get undressed though. She kneels on the end of the bed beckoning me to her as a completely naked Yui sits down in the chair. The cucumber resting across Yui’s thighs just like I’d imagine a school master’s cane might have been. Piya has chosen the positioning of the chair and the end of the bed on purpose. The mattress raised up ever so slightly provides a stage on which to perform. Has she been giving this some thought since our time with Lawan and is seeking to create an even better viewer experience?

The scene set, Piya keeps one eye on Yui as she rises up on her knees and pulls me into a firm embrace. Her lips meet mine and I wince as she first kisses me before biting onto my lower lip. A warning to Yui (and me!) that Piya is in charge. Piya drawing back on my lip before letting go. Allowing it to return in place with a wet smack. Piya hands draw around my shoulders before her nails seem to extend like a cat, digging into my skin through my shirt and tracing red lines down my back. I let out a moan that Yui echoes as I feel gentle kisses on my neck mixed in with some less gentle love bites as well.

Piya seems to want to take her time in removing our clothes. My mind clouding in a heady red mist of lust and arousal mixed with a helping of pleasure and pain. I’ve known Piya for a good number of years, this past one as her lover and I would never have guessed her to be so intuitive in the ways of a dominatrix, but that’s what it feels like. Piya reeving me up until I’m about to take over and **** her down onto the bed to fuck before a shocking bite on my nipple or fingernails in my scrotum have me so firmly under her control like a little puppy.

Slowly Piya allows our clothes to fall off, Yui is squirming in the chair at the drawn-out strip tease. She hasn’t yet moved the cucumber but is not doubt thinking about it the way she is opening and closing her legs. Her strong toned thighs showing off their bunched muscles as she clenching her pussy closed trying vainly to stop it from leaking so profusely.

Both naked, the Dom Piya executes a role reversal as she places her hand on the back of my neck before suddenly forcing me down over. My head **** into her pussy; the way an overly aggressive male might signal he wanted a blow job. Happy to comply and do as I’m instructed; I’m pleased to see it’s not just Yui and I that are turned on. Piya’s slit an oily crevasse as my tongue darts out and starts to lap at her pussy as if my life depended on it.

“You too,” Piya tells Yui, “use it.”

Permission granted for her use the cucumber on herself at last, Yui legs spring open and she is just about to start rubbing it against herself when Piya further clarifies her order.

“Not in there. Suck it like a cock, you dirty slut!”

I momentarily stop my licking at Piya calling Yui a slut. My mistake is corrected by Piya thrusting her hips roughly against my face, pussy ground up against my nose and between my eyes. My entire sense of smell taken over by the heady tang of Piya’s womanly perfume. I don’t even stop oral attempts when Piya reaches between her legs from behind, coating a fingertip in her own juices that she then proceeds to lean forward and tease me with inserting into my anus. My moans topping out as I’m sure Piya is about to finger my own arse.

I can feel the hard ridges over Piya’s manicure fingernail playing against the puckered flesh of my rosebud when she pulls me back up onto my knees. Long enough for her to tell me to lie back as she pushes me vertically away onto the bed. I fall back happily. My cock is now aching for Piya’s attention, whether she sucks it or climbs on top of it. I’m left waiting with my prick pulsing as Piya again has some words for Yui.

“Are you ready to have that inside you?” Piya asks.

I haven’t been able to see what Yui had been doing to the cucumber with my face in Piya’s snatch but her eyes have been watering causing her mascara to run black from where she has been trying to **** as much of it inside her throat. Yui doing exactly as she’s been told and trying to deep throat it like it’s a massive dick.

“Yes please!” Yui enthusiastically reply, nodding her head eagerly, an overly whelming need filling her body.

“Tell me you want to fuck Hulk’s cock,” Piya says to Yui with a straight face.

I laugh at that before I can stop myself and am quickly slapped by Piya on the inner thigh, very close to my balls. The cucumber big and green exactly like The Incredible Hulk’s junk from The Avengers would be.

“Piya,” Yui tries to whine, embarrassed at what she’s being made to say.

“Do as your told whore! Say it.”

Yui trying caution to the wind nearly shouts, “I’m Black Widow and I want Hulk’s big fat cock inside my pussy!”

Pleased Piya turns back to me, my view blocked by her torso just as I see the look of ecstasy on Yui’s face as she starts to slide the vegetable between her quivering pussy lips. Her body rotated diagonally on the chair and one leg thrown over the arm rest to give herself as much room as possible to get the giant phallus inside her.

“Am what about you Bruce? Ready for me?” Piya asks me as she throws her leg over my waist smiling like the cat that’s just got the cream.

“Bruce?” I say momentarily confused.

Piya doesn’t wait to explain before slide herself down onto me. Her chest pressed to mine to kiss me as she starts to grind her loins on me.

“If Yui’s got The Hulk, I get Bruce Banner,” Piya explains as she starts to drop her hips on my cock in quick twerking movements.

My head spins deliciously from the hot warm rush of Piya’s expertly worked pussy. This incredible Thai beauty exquisitely skilled in riding cock. The blister heat and dripping wetness only amplified by the tightness and muscle control. It’s like Piya is gripping me in her fist, tugging me with her twat, as she plants her two real hands on my chest and rises herself back. Piya changing rapid-fire from up and down movements while lying down to back and forth now she is sitting up. Her juices pool between us as she bounces energetically on my pole.

The bedroom of Piya’s house is a combined chorus of our three groans and shouts. Yui drilling her snatch with almost half the cucumber rammed hard between her stretched lips. Piya and I fucking ferociously on the bed, my hands on her hips ramming her down onto me as I pump my hips up into her ever down stroke. A sudden note of discord between the three of us noticed by the pair of us on the bed when Yui suddenly lets out a shriek louder than all.

“What did I tell you!” Piya shouts, getting off me suddenly.

Yui had forgotten the very firm instruction she wasn’t allowed to cum until she was told to and had in fact been the very first one of us to orgasm. My view now clear, I can she her bucking violently on Piya’s armchair. The cucumber and her hands locked between her legs as they spring shut like a bear trap triggered by her orgasm.