large chest and a very obvious bulge in his black pants. He
had silver chains draping his pants and vest. Like Derrick, he was a powerful
and good-looking man, but with blond hair and gray eyes. “You may speak at
will,” he said to his subs.
“Thank you, Master,” Sara said with a smile
lighting her pretty features. She raised her hand and stroked Andi’s hair from
where it had fallen across one breast. “She is a beautiful slave.”
Andi wanted to scream I’m not a slave ,
but instead she found herself quivering at Sara’s touch.
“She has a perfect figure.” Lauren traced
her fingers along the inside of Andi’s thigh, and despite herself, Andi’s pussy
flooded with moisture.
Andi’s gaze met Derrick’s as the women
caressed her, and she saw such fierce desire in his eyes that she felt even
more turned on than before. Even the stinging on her ass added to her pleasure.
But when Sara’s mouth latched onto Andi’s
nipple, she almost screamed in surprise. Before she had time to fully register
what was happening, Lauren had begun suckling her other nipple, and Andi did
cry out this time at the incredible sensations rippling through her body.
Her gaze shot to Derrick’s and he smiled.
“Relax, baby. Enjoy. Your pleasure gives me pleasure.”
Andi gave herself up to the sensations of
the women stroking her, licking and lightly biting her nipples. When they both
slid their fingers beneath the strip of cloth covering her pussy, Andi thought
she’d come unglued from both embarrassment and pleasure. Lauren and Sara
stroked and fondled her, bringing her higher and higher to that peak, and she
didn’t know if she could hold back much longer. Her gaze locked with Derrick’s
and he slowly shook his head no .
Oh, God, he was trying to kill her.
In the next moment Sara’s mouth met hers,
and she slipped her tongue between Andi’s lips. At first she was too shocked to
move, but then she gave herself up to the kiss. Sara’s mouth was softer than a
man’s, her taste different—sweeter somehow. Even the gentleness of her tongue
was different than a man’s. In the meantime, Lauren ran her tongue along the
collar around Andi’s neck, causing her to shiver.
Andi heard a soft purring sound, and
realized it was coming from her. She was enjoying this. She had never
fantasized about women, and here she was making out with two women, in
front of two men.
Lauren slipped her hand from Andi’s folds,
then caught Andi’s chin in her hand. “My turn.” She pulled her away from Sara’s
kiss and locked her lips to Andi’s. Lauren’s kiss was fiercer, more intense,
and Andi grew more aroused than ever. Lauren tasted different than Sara—of
peppermint and iced tea.
Sara’s fingers still stroked Andi’s pussy
and she continued to suckle one of Andi’s nipples. Between Lauren’s kiss and
Sara’s touch, Andi was growing wilder by the minute. She slipped away from the
real world, their bodies twining on the benches and their hands everywhere as
each one took turns kissing her. Lauren took one of Andi’s hands, guiding it to
her own pussy and pulling aside the material of the spandex suit she wore.
Shock rippled through Andi to feel another
woman’s folds, to feel her slick flesh beneath her fingers. Tentatively Andi
began stroking Lauren’s clit, then her touch became stronger the louder
Lauren’s moans became.
Sara guided Andi’s hand to her pussy, and
she found herself stroking two women at once.
Lauren gasped and said, “May I come,
Master?”
“You and Sara both may climax,” he replied.
Andi broke her kiss with Sara, and her gaze
went to Derrick’s. He shook his head. “No, you may not come, Andi.”
She almost screamed her frustration and
anger at the same moment both Lauren and Sara were shouting out as their hips
bucked against Andi’s hands.
Andi squirmed, fighting her own orgasm.
Damn it, she wouldn’t come without Derrick’s permission. She wouldn’t
disappoint him in front of
had silver chains draping his pants and vest. Like Derrick, he was a powerful
and good-looking man, but with blond hair and gray eyes. “You may speak at
will,” he said to his subs.
“Thank you, Master,” Sara said with a smile
lighting her pretty features. She raised her hand and stroked Andi’s hair from
where it had fallen across one breast. “She is a beautiful slave.”
Andi wanted to scream I’m not a slave ,
but instead she found herself quivering at Sara’s touch.
“She has a perfect figure.” Lauren traced
her fingers along the inside of Andi’s thigh, and despite herself, Andi’s pussy
flooded with moisture.
Andi’s gaze met Derrick’s as the women
caressed her, and she saw such fierce desire in his eyes that she felt even
more turned on than before. Even the stinging on her ass added to her pleasure.
But when Sara’s mouth latched onto Andi’s
nipple, she almost screamed in surprise. Before she had time to fully register
what was happening, Lauren had begun suckling her other nipple, and Andi did
cry out this time at the incredible sensations rippling through her body.
Her gaze shot to Derrick’s and he smiled.
“Relax, baby. Enjoy. Your pleasure gives me pleasure.”
Andi gave herself up to the sensations of
the women stroking her, licking and lightly biting her nipples. When they both
slid their fingers beneath the strip of cloth covering her pussy, Andi thought
she’d come unglued from both embarrassment and pleasure. Lauren and Sara
stroked and fondled her, bringing her higher and higher to that peak, and she
didn’t know if she could hold back much longer. Her gaze locked with Derrick’s
and he slowly shook his head no .
Oh, God, he was trying to kill her.
In the next moment Sara’s mouth met hers,
and she slipped her tongue between Andi’s lips. At first she was too shocked to
move, but then she gave herself up to the kiss. Sara’s mouth was softer than a
man’s, her taste different—sweeter somehow. Even the gentleness of her tongue
was different than a man’s. In the meantime, Lauren ran her tongue along the
collar around Andi’s neck, causing her to shiver.
Andi heard a soft purring sound, and
realized it was coming from her. She was enjoying this. She had never
fantasized about women, and here she was making out with two women, in
front of two men.
Lauren slipped her hand from Andi’s folds,
then caught Andi’s chin in her hand. “My turn.” She pulled her away from Sara’s
kiss and locked her lips to Andi’s. Lauren’s kiss was fiercer, more intense,
and Andi grew more aroused than ever. Lauren tasted different than Sara—of
peppermint and iced tea.
Sara’s fingers still stroked Andi’s pussy
and she continued to suckle one of Andi’s nipples. Between Lauren’s kiss and
Sara’s touch, Andi was growing wilder by the minute. She slipped away from the
real world, their bodies twining on the benches and their hands everywhere as
each one took turns kissing her. Lauren took one of Andi’s hands, guiding it to
her own pussy and pulling aside the material of the spandex suit she wore.
Shock rippled through Andi to feel another
woman’s folds, to feel her slick flesh beneath her fingers. Tentatively Andi
began stroking Lauren’s clit, then her touch became stronger the louder
Lauren’s moans became.
Sara guided Andi’s hand to her pussy, and
she found herself stroking two women at once.
Lauren gasped and said, “May I come,
Master?”
“You and Sara both may climax,” he replied.
Andi broke her kiss with Sara, and her gaze
went to Derrick’s. He shook his head. “No, you may not come, Andi.”
She almost screamed her frustration and
anger at the same moment both Lauren and Sara were shouting out as their hips
bucked against Andi’s hands.
Andi squirmed, fighting her own orgasm.
Damn it, she wouldn’t come without Derrick’s permission. She wouldn’t
disappoint him in front of
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