Lynda's Lace by Lacey Alexander

forth between her two lovers, her gaze finally ending up on Jordan. “Can you share, baby?”
    A wicked gleam twinkled in his eyes. “I’d love to share, precious.”
    And Lynda knew her impossibly hot dream-come-true was only just beginning.

Chapter Seven
     
    As the other two watched, Lynda rose to her feet and walked slowly back toward the sofa, hoping they were enjoying the view of her ass in the tiny thong between the white garters that still rubbed so deliciously against her with every move. Turning around to take a seat, she leisurely parted her thighs wide and ran the tip of her middle finger over the center of her panties. The touch trailed like a line of fire, her cunt swollen against the lace. She hissed in her breath, loving the two sets of eyes upon her.
    Next, she found the little snaps at the front of the thong and dramatically popped them loose. Using both hands, she whipped the thong off, stripper style, and flung it across the room.
    Jordan gasped at the sight of her shaven pussy—this was the first time he’d seen it.
    “God, baby, you’re beautiful,” he said, voice deep and raspy.
    She licked her upper lip and felt her bareness there, where she’d left only a small triangle of hair above her clit. She also felt how very pink and open she was, excited from everything that had already taken place. Her entire pelvic region was weighted with anticipation, ready to seek a hot release, so she wasted no time, saying, “Lick me.”
    Jordan stepped out of his pants, leaving himself gorgeously naked, and he and Ginger moved toward her, both kneeling between her spread legs. Both of them made a thorough visual study of her cunt , Ginger murmuring, “So pink and slick.”
    “And so fucking smooth,” Jordan added. He lifted his hand and gently dragged the tips of two fingers down the soft, bare flesh to both sides of her parted slit.
    Lynda shuddered. “Don’t make me wait. Eat me now.”
    Jordan and Ginger looked at each other, as if not sure quite how to proceed, until finally Jordan said, “Ladies first,” and watched as Ginger gently bent to flick the tip of her tongue over Lynda’s protruding clitoris.
    “Oh!” she said at the tiny shock of delight. “ Mmm .”
    Clearly encouraged, Ginger sank her mouth more fully onto Lynda’s pussy, licking up her center and letting her lips close over her clit to pull lightly. “God, yeah,” Lynda said, and as Ginger came back for more— oh yes, baby, lick me good —Jordan brought his warm palm to rest high on Lynda’s thigh, pressing as if to spread her wider. With his other hand, he reached down below Ginger’s face, using his thumb and forefinger to hold Lynda’s cunt open.
    Ginger’s long tongue licked a deep path through Lynda’s pink flesh, making her wetter and wetter with every stroke, each lick ending on her sensitive clit, now engorged and prominent. Lynda moaned at each pass Ginger made, watching the erotic sight along with Jordan, who now massaged Lynda’s inner thigh with one hand and caressed Ginger’s ass and the small of her back with the other. “God, that’s so hot,” he breathed. “Lick her, honey. Lick that pretty pussy.”
    Lynda moved against Ginger’s mouth, lifting to meet each swipe of her tongue. She bit her lower lip, lost in the sensation.
    She sobbed with excitement when Jordan brought his hand back to insert two masculine fingers into her opening beneath where Ginger licked. “Oh yes, fuck me, lover,” she whispered, and pushed harder against them both.
    And then, finally, Jordan bent his head to join Ginger. While she swept her tongue over Lynda’s clit, he lapped at her below, down in the softest, dampest part of her, just above where his fingers still thrust.
    Lynda had been the recipient of a lot of oral sex in her life, but this was the first time she’d ever had two tongues on her at once. She’d never experienced anything quite so delicious and all-consuming—her whole pussy, from top to bottom