lips. I surge back into her clever hands, and she pushes one fingertip inside me.
“Oh, that's good,” I moan, and she moves deeper.
“Come on, Val,” Rosalyn begs me, her voice soft, breathy. “Come on, suck my tits. Pretty please, Val.”
I bend to my task, pulling one taut nipple into my mouth. Rosalyn has lovely, large, pink nipples, so pale normally, but they go all dark and rosy when she's excited. Her flesh fills my mouth, and she squirms beneath me. It's hard to concentrate with Regan working my pussy with her fingertips. I almost want to come already. I feel like I could come forever tonight.
Regan adds another finger, then another, filling me, and suddenly I am transported back to my bath earlier tonight,and Joshua's face fills my mind as, bit by bit, Regan's fingers fill my sex, going deeper, harder.
I groan against Rosalyn's breast, pull away and move to the other side. I pull the nipple in, taking it between my teeth. Her hands go into my hair as I suck, pulling, pulling, lengthening her hard pink flesh.
“Yeah, Val. Harder,” she gasps. “I need you to fuck me, Val. Please.”
I think of saying this to Joshua as I reach down and pull her silky slip up around her waist and immediately plunge two fingers into her wet heat. Her sex is all warm velvet as I thrust into her, using my thumb to massage her clit.
“Oh, yeah …”
Her voice is low, her breath catching as she tilts her hips into my hand, just as I would if it were Joshua working me the way I am Rosalyn, the way Regan works me with her softly rough hands. We are one female organ now, all nipples and pussy and drenched heat.
“Come, my ladies,” Zayed orders us. “I want to see you come.”
I focus, sucking hard on her nipple, which has become almost impossibly long in my mouth. And I pump my fingers into her. Her hips are moving, her rhythm the same as my own as Regan thrusts inside me. I am so damn wet, I can feel my juices trickling down my thighs. I arch my back, pushing onto those impaling fingers as I work Rosalyn harder, grinding onto her clitoris with my thumb.
Then she's panting, gripping my hair tightly, and I know she's about to climax. She lets out a long keening moan, her body arches into mine, and she's trembling, her sex clenching around my thrusting hand. I suck hard on her tit; I know she loves it when she's coming, loves it to almost hurt. A few morecries and she goes limp. I let her nipple slip from my lips and fall onto her breasts, pillowing my head on her fragrant flesh, my ass high in the air. Regan renews her efforts now, using both hands: one to hold my pussy lips wide open for Zayed to view, one hand thrusting inside me.
“Beautiful, Val,” Zayed says quietly, his voice raw with lust.
I arch harder into Regan's hand, and once more Joshua's face comes into my mind. I don't know why it happens now. I don't care. Pleasure is arcing through me like some inevitable electrical current. And I can't stop the climax that comes hammering down on my body like thunder: that powerful, that relentless.
“Oh! Oh, oh, oh…”
And I'm coming and coming, my sex dripping onto Regan's lovely hands … Joshua's hands. I'm pushing back against her, needing to be filled, needing to be fucked. By him. By
him!
“Oh, yes!”
Pleasure, intense, keen, shafting into my body in wave after wave. I am left shaking, weak. But Zayed is not done with us.
“Our poor Regan is left out,” Zayed complains. “I want to see your lovely face between her legs, Val,” he tells me, his voice rough with need, a sensation that reverberates through me as I hear him speak. “I want to see you make her come.”
There is a shifting of bodies as Rosalyn rolls to one side, and in a moment Regan's naked body is laid out beneath me. I part her thighs with a shaking hand and lower my face, breathe in the fragrance of her excitement, like the scent of the ocean.
I move up, tugging at her silky blue slip, and she helps me to pull it over her head.
“Oh, that's good,” I moan, and she moves deeper.
“Come on, Val,” Rosalyn begs me, her voice soft, breathy. “Come on, suck my tits. Pretty please, Val.”
I bend to my task, pulling one taut nipple into my mouth. Rosalyn has lovely, large, pink nipples, so pale normally, but they go all dark and rosy when she's excited. Her flesh fills my mouth, and she squirms beneath me. It's hard to concentrate with Regan working my pussy with her fingertips. I almost want to come already. I feel like I could come forever tonight.
Regan adds another finger, then another, filling me, and suddenly I am transported back to my bath earlier tonight,and Joshua's face fills my mind as, bit by bit, Regan's fingers fill my sex, going deeper, harder.
I groan against Rosalyn's breast, pull away and move to the other side. I pull the nipple in, taking it between my teeth. Her hands go into my hair as I suck, pulling, pulling, lengthening her hard pink flesh.
“Yeah, Val. Harder,” she gasps. “I need you to fuck me, Val. Please.”
I think of saying this to Joshua as I reach down and pull her silky slip up around her waist and immediately plunge two fingers into her wet heat. Her sex is all warm velvet as I thrust into her, using my thumb to massage her clit.
“Oh, yeah …”
Her voice is low, her breath catching as she tilts her hips into my hand, just as I would if it were Joshua working me the way I am Rosalyn, the way Regan works me with her softly rough hands. We are one female organ now, all nipples and pussy and drenched heat.
“Come, my ladies,” Zayed orders us. “I want to see you come.”
I focus, sucking hard on her nipple, which has become almost impossibly long in my mouth. And I pump my fingers into her. Her hips are moving, her rhythm the same as my own as Regan thrusts inside me. I am so damn wet, I can feel my juices trickling down my thighs. I arch my back, pushing onto those impaling fingers as I work Rosalyn harder, grinding onto her clitoris with my thumb.
Then she's panting, gripping my hair tightly, and I know she's about to climax. She lets out a long keening moan, her body arches into mine, and she's trembling, her sex clenching around my thrusting hand. I suck hard on her tit; I know she loves it when she's coming, loves it to almost hurt. A few morecries and she goes limp. I let her nipple slip from my lips and fall onto her breasts, pillowing my head on her fragrant flesh, my ass high in the air. Regan renews her efforts now, using both hands: one to hold my pussy lips wide open for Zayed to view, one hand thrusting inside me.
“Beautiful, Val,” Zayed says quietly, his voice raw with lust.
I arch harder into Regan's hand, and once more Joshua's face comes into my mind. I don't know why it happens now. I don't care. Pleasure is arcing through me like some inevitable electrical current. And I can't stop the climax that comes hammering down on my body like thunder: that powerful, that relentless.
“Oh! Oh, oh, oh…”
And I'm coming and coming, my sex dripping onto Regan's lovely hands … Joshua's hands. I'm pushing back against her, needing to be filled, needing to be fucked. By him. By
him!
“Oh, yes!”
Pleasure, intense, keen, shafting into my body in wave after wave. I am left shaking, weak. But Zayed is not done with us.
“Our poor Regan is left out,” Zayed complains. “I want to see your lovely face between her legs, Val,” he tells me, his voice rough with need, a sensation that reverberates through me as I hear him speak. “I want to see you make her come.”
There is a shifting of bodies as Rosalyn rolls to one side, and in a moment Regan's naked body is laid out beneath me. I part her thighs with a shaking hand and lower my face, breathe in the fragrance of her excitement, like the scent of the ocean.
I move up, tugging at her silky blue slip, and she helps me to pull it over her head.
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