I flicked my tongue at her outer lips teasingly and she spread her legs, exposing her inner folds to my tongue. Her clitoris was already an engorged pink nub, begging for attention, so I obliged. She groaned loudly as I licked first the sides then the length of her clit, flicking back and forth with my tongue. I dipped down to the entrance of her pussy enjoying the tangy taste of her, smokier than my own, and so erotic. My thighs were clenched together, trying to contain my arousal but feeling my pussy throb in sympathy.
I slid a finger into her, curling it upwards to reach for what I hoped was her g-spot. I must have been successful because she cried out, “Oh God! Yes!” I returned my attention to her clit, flicking my tongue as I thrust rhythmically into her. I felt movement on the bed and glanced up to see Jen lying next to Lamya, Tracy mirroring my movements. Tracy looked over to me and grinned, her lips and chin shiny. Jen’s eyes were tightly closed, one fist pressed to her mouth.
I bent again to Lamya, sucking her hard clit and adding a second finger into her pussy. She moaned louder and Jen echoed the sound beside her. I could see Jen writhing on the bed out of the corner of my eye, Tracy’s hands gripping tightly to her thighs. Lamya suddenly bent her knees, obscuring my view of the other women and groaned loudly. I focused my attention on her clit, and she gasped, “Don’t stop!”
She cried out wordlessly, her pussy pulsing around my fingers as she came. I slowed my fingers, gentling the action of my tongue as her legs relaxed back onto the bed. Jen was gripping the pillow under her head with both hands, her eyes still closed and her mouth open, her breathing laboured. Lamya turned her head to watch as Tracy brought Jen to a quivering orgasm.
I moved up to lie between the two women as Tracy sucked Jen’s juices from her fingers, holding my gaze with her own. She crawled up her friend’s body to kiss her full on the lips, her hand reaching for me. Her fingers found my nipples, already hard and desperate for attention. She moved lithely from Jen’s body to cover mine, hovering over me in a high plank, her blue eyes piercing into my green ones. I reached my hands up to fondle her small tight breasts, pinching lightly at her nipples, licking my lips as I thought of taking them into my mouth. She lowered herself slowly to rest against me, pausing with her lips over my right ear.
“I want to fuck you, Kate,” she whispered. “I want to fuck you until you can’t move.” I so wanted that, too.
She ran her tongue along my neck from my ear to my chin, tracing my lips in a wet line and kissing me so softly and quickly, I barely had time to register what she was doing. My pussy was aching – a dull heavy feeling, engorged and aroused and wanting whatever she would give me. She eased herself down my body to position herself between my legs, elbowing them wider and looking up at me with a lusty gaze. She was unbelievably hot, I thought.
I watched as she lowered her mouth to my pussy and noticed vaguely that the other two women had turned to face us. Lamya reached over to play with my breast closest to her. Jen was not as bold, but I could see her intent gaze on Tracy, whose tongue had now found my clit. I wasn’t even sure what she was doing – flicking along the sides, and up and down – I felt the electric connection between it and my nipples and I wanted it to last forever. I didn’t want to come – it felt too good.