After sucking Samir's cock dry, Felicity collapsed onto the bed and fell into an orgasmic bliss. As she savored the moment, she began to feel a hand moving along her thigh. She glanced over and saw Mike feeling her body. The look on Mike's face said it all. He was looking at Felicity like she was Eros and his flaccid organ was starting to show signs of recovery.
Felicity while ready to go another round, wanted to keep control of this relationship. She wanted the boys to be tamed, to be trained, and broken in... to do her every bidding. To satiate her when needed and how she needed it.
Letting them take her again now would not let her keep control. While her pussy wanted more, her brain said no. God it must be hard to be a man she thought. Luckily she was a woman. A man would have given in to his primal instincts.
Reluctantly, she rose from the bed and said "Sorry boys, it has been fun but my best friend is going to be picking me at 6 am to go on a hike. So you boys are going to have to leave now."
With that she got up and put on a short robe. Both the boys reluctantly put on their clothes.
As they reached the door, she looked at both of them and said, "We should have a special way to say goodbye this evening."
A smile came on the boys faces. They both knew this was going to be something they would like. Felicity was now totally in charge and she wanted pleasure. She untied her robe to expose her body. She pointed at her breasts and said, "say bye to the twins will you."
The boys were about to repeat what they had done earlier that evening. But Felicity had other ideas.
"Kneel," she said.
Once they had both knelt down, she remarked, "Now you may pamper the twins."
They each grabbed a breast and suckled on it like a newborn draining milk from it. Felicity was back in a heavenly bliss, enjoying the control she had, and the servitude they were displaying.
"Mmmm that was nice," she said.
Now to raise the stakes even higher.
"My lips need to be kissed," she said.
The boys began to stand up.
"Did I ask you to stand up?" She said.
"But you wanted us to kiss your lips" Mike said.
"Those arent the only lips I have," she said and pointed at her pussy lips.
She then put one leg on a nearby coffee table and pivoted her body slightly so her pussy was obscenely sticking out. It was brazen and crass, in a way how a man would ask his lover to get on their knees to service his penis.
The boys knew what she wanted but there was one small thing. Her pussy was covered with her juices and their cum, and starting to drip again at the stimulation both physical and mental. Neither of felt like sticking their tongue in that sex nectar knowing their cum was part of it.
She noted their apprehension. It's now or never, she thought and wondered which one of the two would cave first. Mike was the first to go and planted a peck on her pussy and started to stand up.
She tapped him on his head and said, "Not so fast, young man... That was not good, I like tongue when I'm kissed. Don't you?"
Mike paused and didn't say anything.
"What's the matter, a pussy got your tongue?" she smirked.
Mike lowered his eyes and focused on the task at hand. He stuck his tongue out and nibbled on her pussy, tonguing her clitoris and covering her labia with his lips. After a few sumptuous licks from him, she pulled his head back. He stood up slowly.
She then looked at Samir. He didn't need to be told what needed to be done. He positioned his head below her pussy, and began his kiss, with his tongue going upwards to seek its prize - a wet clitoris made even wetter by his friends saliva. He kissed her labia with the passion he might have had for her upper lips. She let him continue for a few seconds before pulling his head back.
She then pulled her robe shut, and said "Goodnight boys. This was fun. We should do it again."
Locking the door behind them, she went up to her bedroom and collapsed in her bed. It wasn't until it was almost 10 AM that she woke up. As she awakened, she wondered if she should have let them stay the night and had some fun in the morning. She reasoned though, given what she was trying to do, it was right to send them home.
After a quick shower and while having breakfast, she wondered how she would be able to take control of the boys. And then it came to her - her friend Megan. Why didn't I think of her before, she thought.
She picked up her phone and dialed Megan.
"Hey Megan, it's Felicity. Are you free this afternoon and would you like to go spend some girl time and work on your tan?"
"Of course, that sounds like a wonderful idea. Does 2 PM work for you?" Megan responded.
"Yeah it does, see you at two, bye." said Felicity and hung up.
Megan was five years older than Felicity and thought of her as a younger sister. Felicity's law firm had represented her in a case few years back. The two had become friends at their very first meeting and their relationship strengthened when Felicity got divorced. Of late they didn't seem to get to spend time with each other.
