Her lips touched mine, warm and
full, I’ve thought about this too many times but
never really imagined that my hands would be running
through her soft blond hair like this, and hers
in mine with such increasing urgency. Her kisses
deep and probing, as if she wants not just to have
me, but to consume me. She breaks the kiss and I
gasp, partly from disappointment and partly from
the sight in front of me.
My girlfriend, all long legs and red hair wrapped
around her best friend, another vision of thin,
unreachable beauty, their mouths locked passionately,
their soft moans reverberating somewhere deep inside
me, making me wetter as I watched, god they are
hot, the fact that half the time they don’t even
realise it never ceases to amaze me, I cant help
but feel inadequate beside them.
I thought they’d forgotten me in their desire for
each other, I wouldn’t blame them, and even to be
allowed to watch would be amazing, but here are
their hands drawing me close, playing over my breasts
and lower down.
“Oh, you did enjoy watching didn’t you?” her voice
in my ear, so terribly intimate, yet mocking as
always. That was my Jenn, forever finding new ways
to remind me how embarrassingly wet I get, at least
this time we aren’t in public, but we do have an
audience. Jaz, not content on hearing about how
wet I was had to feel it for herself. Soon they
both had a finger inside of me, parting, stretching,
exposing. I began to wriggle away from them, Jenn
at least knows how little scrutiny I can stand,
and even though I’ve done worse this always embarrasses
me. But today she doesn’t seem ready to let me go
so easily. She continues to point out in excruciating
detail how wet I am, how terribly horny I must be,
what a wanton little creature I am, writhing and
thrusting at their touch even as I try and escape.
I know there’s no hope of that of course, both stronger
than me and both of them against me, I’m fully aware
of how powerless I am. However as Jaz rises to her
knees, takes my wrists and pins me to the bed I
can’t help but feel a shiver of pleasure at this
physical reminder of my helplessness.
She smiles as I fight, testing her limits, I can’t
even raise myself off the bed; I know I’m entirely
at their mercy. She bends to give me another of
her deep, sensual kisses. I feel Jenn’s fingers
withdraw and Jaz breaks the kiss to gasp at they
enter her ass.
“I won’t be able to hold her if you keep doing that”
she whispers, breathily.
“Yes”, commands Jenn, “you will”
Jaz is quiet, it’s clear there will be no more argument,
in her own way she is as keen to obey as I am.
She moans softly as yet more fingers enter her,
preparing the way for what’s to come. Drops of cold
lube drip onto me as I gaze up at them both. I know
the moment Jenn enters her, she grips my wrists
more tightly, her mouth open in a silent moan.
The silence is broken as Jenn starts to move, Jaz’s
moans start quiet but soon she is unrestrained in
her incoherent noises of arousal. As I look down
the line of her body I can see her hard and ready,
I ache for her to penetrate me, but I know better
than to ask. Ever the submissive I’ll take what
I’m given. And that looks to be something different
tonight.
I can tell she’s close, her moans are sounding ever
more like sobs and her hands clench round my wrists
as Jenn pounds into her, so hard but it’s clear
she’s enjoying it. Clearer still as she spurts her
warm come over me. I lick that which made it to
my lips and lean forward to kiss her as she pants
to regain her breath.
She collapses to the side of me, exhausted from
her exertions, I roll her over and straddle her
as I begin to lick her nipples, biting and sucking,
pulling gently until she cries out in her highly
sensitised state every sensation feels magnified,
and I intend to put this to good use, after all
I am neither exhausted or satisfied, although neither
it seems is Jenn.
I feel her hands on me first, one twisting and pulling
on a nipple, the other descending to feel the wetness
between my thighs.
“oh my” sarcasm still in place, frankly I’m amazed,
coherence is barely manageable in most people at
this point, but then Jenn never was most people.
“I think you enjoyed that a lot, such a little voyeur,
what shall we do with you?” it was Jaz who answered,
hoarsely
“Teach her a lesson”
I cringed, but at the same time my arousal heightened,
I was unprepared for the first slap and yelped as
Jenn’s hand connected with my ass. She spanked me
hard and fast, barely leaving time for me to catch
my breath between each blow. Then she stood up and
fetched the belt. She brought it down with full
force on my already tender buttocks and I began
to sob, pleading with her, until Jaz put her finger
to my lips and silenced me. She smiled beneath me
as I received my beating, obviously enjoying hearing
me squeal as Jenn caught a sensitive spot, my body
bobbing and undulating with the force of the blows
as I tried to keep my place kneeling above her.
Occasionally the tip of the belt would catch her
and she’d gasp and sigh, closing her eye’s for a
moment to enjoy the sensation. I knew that one day
soon she too would get her taste of the belt, and
probably enjoy it as much as I do.
My ass was red hot when Jenn finished, she lay her
hand over it and squeezed ever so slightly, but
it brought a moan to my lips, I knew I’d be bruised,
and I’d be able to feel what had been done to me
every time I sat down. The thought of it made me
smile, I love lasting reminders.
But enjoyable as the beating was I was still horny
as hell, I knew that they could draw this on for
hours, keeping me constantly at the height of my
arousal yet never letting me have release. I hoped
that wasn’t their plan today, I was already about
to scream.
“still horny?” mocking me even now. I mewed, a small,
needy sound.
Jaz laughed, “you’re right, she sounds pained” and
then turning to me, “how badly do you want it?”
“very” I whispered, finding my voice, “please, oh
please, Mistress please let me come”
“Mistress? Hmmm, I like that. And what do you want,
since your begging so nicely”
I swallowed, I hate describing what I want out load,
yet another embarrassment I am yet to overcome.
“I want you inside me, or Mistress Jenn, or Zoë,
anything please” I broke “please, be kind please…”
She smiled up at me serenely, and I realised that
she too had it in her to draw this out, I had been
counting on her leniency. Then I bent and kissed
her and the spell was broken, she kissed me back,
eagerly.
Meanwhile Jenn positioned herself behind me and
slid into my moist opening. I shook in pleasure
as I felt her begin to move inside me, her pace
increasing. I moaned as Jaz’s mouth connected with
a nipple, she sucked teasing and stretching, and
then leaving it to move even lower.
My hands now grasped the headboard and it’s a good
thing, as Jaz’s tongue connected with my clit the
first wave of a orgasm hit. I moaned as she continued
to circle, tasting where Jenn’s body connected with
mine in her unrelenting rhythm and then looping
back to ravage my clit, wave after wave kept coming
until I collapsed, shaking, unable to take any more,
as I rolled onto my back I saw Jaz taking Jenn into
her mouth, sucking expertly and quickly leaving
Jenn as incoherent as I. And she swallowed the last
of my girlfriends come she turned and kissed me,
tasting of me, and Jenn and something all her own.
We curled up together, in a boneless, post orgasmic
haze, a tangle or arms ad legs and covers, and most
of all? I felt warm, and safe, and loved.
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