Ricochet by Ashley Haynes Page B

with them. I sat up and scooted close to her, fiddling with
the button on her jeans. She shooed my hands out of the way, and wriggled out
of them herself. I rubbed her through her panties. She pushed me back into the
mattress and kissed her way down my torso. She pushed my legs open and ran her
tongue down my slit.
    I
moaned and twisted my pelvis as she flicked her tongue against my clit. She
planted her middle finger inside me and pressed towards the ceiling,
alternating pressure in time with the strokes of her tongue. My breath hastened
and my moans got higher in pitch.
    “Don’t
let her come yet,” Cash called out from across the room.
    Claire
pulled away. She gestured for me to come hither with her finger. I sat up and
crawled towards her. She took my hands and placed them on her tits. I kissed
her again, letting my tongue dance in and out of her mouth. Cash was undressing
across the room. I reached down between Claire’s legs and pushed her panties to
the side, lightly stroked her lips, parting them a little more with every pass.
    “I’m
still sore, be easy,” she whispered. Cash joined us on the bed. He pulled off
Claire’s panties, before sitting behind me, groping at my breasts and kissing
my neck. The sensation of two bodies intertwined with mine was exhilarating.
Claire kissed me, then pulled away to kiss Cash over my shoulder. Our bodies
squirmed with desire and anticipation. Cash positioned himself between us. We
kissed across him, and he placed his hands on the back of our heads, pushing us
down towards his dick. We took the cue and began running our tongues along the
length of his cock, pausing to touch our tongues when we got to the tip.
    “Lilly,
come here,” he begged. I crawled up to meet his face, leaving Claire to
continue working his dick with her mouth. He kissed me, hard. “I want to taste
you, “ he said as he grabbed my hips and swung my leg over his face. I reached
for the headboard to steady myself. He pulled my hips, rocking me back and
forth across his outstretched tongue. My legs began to shake. Behind me, Claire
slid onto his cock, holding my shoulders for support as she rode him. I
shuddered through an orgasm and let myself fall to the bed beside him. I caught
my breath and watched as he put his hands on Claire’s hips, guiding her as she
glided up and down. She leaned down to kiss him, and he held her hair out of
the way. He indulged her for a moment before pushing her aside.
    “Why
don’t you eat her pussy,” Cash suggested to me. Claire scooted to the top of
the bed and opened her legs. I crawled up between them and used my fingertips
to lightly spread her open and to expose her clit. I gently touched it to my
tongue. I moved gingerly, putting gentle and steady pressure on her swollen
little bud. Cash ran his fingers across my pussy, inserting two. I gasped. He
entered me, his thrust mashing my face into Claire. She moaned. I picked up the
pace, but Cash’s strokes made me clumsy. My head started spinning, like I was
reading in the car. I felt like I couldn’t breathe.
    “Stop,
stop a second,” I said, pulling away, “I need to chill for a minute.”
    “Are
you ok?” Cash asked.
    “Yeah,
she’s fine. She said she needs a breather,” Claire answered for me. She climbed
up on her knees and took Cash in her mouth. He moaned and stroked her head. I
wanted to ask her how my pussy tasted, but the insult would be lost; I
literally just had my tongue in her cunt. Claire laid back, and Cash followed
her. He kissed her chest, her neck, her jaw, her cheek. He made his way to her
mouth and sucked her lower lip. She wrapped her legs around him and called out
his name as he penetrated her.
    “Cash,
I think I’m gonna get sick,” I slurred. He didn’t hear me. He had his lips
pressed against Claire’s, bracing himself on the headboard while he rammed into
her. They moaned into each other’s mouths. I stood up, they continued. I didn’t
have the capacity for feeling hurt or