Gail led Margaret through the house to the bedroom while Jan followed, stripping as they went. Along with her clothing Jan shed her love of the logical and abandoned herself to sensuality. Jan seated herself at the foot of the bed with legs spread and Gail pressed down on Margaret's shoulders until she went down on all fours, her face directly in front of Jan's needy sex.
"Isn't she pretty, Pet?" Gail asked. Margaret could only nod, licking her lips nervously. Glancing up she saw hunger in Jan's narrowed eyes.
"Aren't her legs just beautiful? Don't you just want to caress them?"
Still not trusting her voice, Margaret nodded again.
"Kiss her knees, Pet." Gail ordered and at the same time reached over to prepare her lover's sex for Margaret's kiss.
As in a trance, Margaret watched Gail's fingers begin stroking the lips of Jan's pussy. She tentatively kissed the inside of Jan's left knee, then her right. Jan responded with a sigh and at the sound, a desire to please overcame Margaret. Her mouth parted and she gently licked the inside of Jan's leg.
"Now what I want you to do Pet," Gail instructed her, "is to keep licking slowly up her leg."
As Margaret's tongue climbed Gail could feel Jan spread wider in anticipation, waiting for a wet mouth on her hot flowering slit. Then Margaret's lips met Gail's moving fingers
"You're doing fine, Pet. Just kiss and lick my fingers as I stir up my lover."
Jan's sex had become humid and welcoming. Gail's fingers delved easily inside Jan's channel. She brought two fingers out and tapped wetly on Margaret's lower lip.
"Open wide and taste, Pet."
Margaret's mind had crossed into a foreign dimension. She was so horny her pussy was seeping and her face was hot. She was ready to do anything they asked for whatever reward they might offer. Her lips parted and she sucked on the proffered fingers.
"Isn't she delicious?"
"Yeth." Margaret mumbled past the fingers playing with her tongue.
"Now worship at the well...and do it sweetly or more spanks!" Gail directed as she reclaimed her fingers.
Gently, Margaret settled her face in between Jan's spread thighs kissed. Her nostrils filled with the aroma of Jan's sex scented pussy. Her tongue emerged like a shy serpent but she discovered Jan's flavor to be enticing. She pressed forward willingly, flattening her tongue for a slow, long lick from Jan's perineum up to her clitoral hood.
"Oh yeah." Jan breathed, "Smooth...just like...that."
Jan's hands took the back of Margaret's head and gripped her hair to pace her efforts. Being on all fours with her mouth and nose buried deeply in Jan's swampy sex felt depraved but Margaret also found herself excited to be the one being used for a change. She lapped up and down Jan's crotch like it was leaking honey.
"Stick your tongue inside me. French my fucking pussy." Jan hissed through pursed lips, "Your face and mouth are mine!" The whole situation had Jan primed and ready.
With Margaret no longer needing any encouragement Gail took time to get rid of her own clothing. With her face pulled into Jan's crotch Margaret struggled for air. She shoved her tongue as far into Jan's pussy as she could until Jan's hips began to buck wildly
"I'm cumming! Um huh!" Jan yelled it out, "OH YEAH!"
A flow of Jan's cum juice filled Margaret's mouth. She drank down what she caught and then continued licking and cleaning Jan's pussy and thighs until the breathing above calmed.
"Aren't you our little go getter!" Jan exclaimed, "You love pleasing, don't you?"
Margaret as at a loss for a reply. The emotions she was experiencing were so new and strange, so unexpected...but she knew she wanted more! Now Margaret had a hand between her legs and it was her pussy that ached to be touched and tasted.
Orchestrating her lover's pleasure had also aroused Gail. She could see Margaret was craving relief. But Gail wasn't feeling that generous. The woman would have to either bring herself off or wait her turn. Gail pulled her off the floor and pushed her onto the bed beside Jan and then she stretched out along Jan's other side.
"If you want some of what we're about to have you'll stay silent." Gail told Margaret, "Just lay back and watch. You wanted me to be your Pet," Gail husked, "but I only want to be Jan's Pet. Let's show her why that is, baby."
Jan lifted up and leaned down to her lover's waiting smile. She nipped at Gail's lower lip suggestively and then sucked on the tongue that emerged. They took turns wetly roaming each others delicious lips.
"Mmmm" Gail moaned into Jan's mouth. "So good."
The sight and sounds of the two lovers next to her had Margaret rubbing her pussy in time to the rhythm of their passion. It was at once beautiful and yet oh so frustrating. She envied the touches they were sharing.
Gail was losing herself under Jan's loving attentions. They were so in tune that any little sound or tremor from Gail was a message to Jan's fingertips. She massaged Gail's right breast, her thumb lightly brushing over the stiffening nipple. She rolled it gently between her thumb and forefinger, teasing it. Jan stretched it, lifting Gail's breast as she pinched, pulled and rolled it harder between her fingertips, all the while judging the fine line between pain and pleasure by Gail's expressions. Keeping her hand busy she bent and clamped the other nipple with her teeth. Gail's back arched and she moaned, her eyelids squeezed tight. Her nipples throbbed as Jan's teeth and fingers released them and her pussy grew even wetter, the juice seeping from her slit down the crease of her thighs.
Slowly Jan parted Gail's slippery petals with her fingers. Pushing her middle finger deep until she felt the inner ridges along the top of Gail's channel. Moving her thumb in place, she swirled it around and around Gail's hood; rubbing it lightly in a teasing fashion, coaxing Gail's clit forth. Sensing that Gail was as primed as she'd been Jan put her lips and tongue to work in place of her fingers.
Their display had Margaret clutching her crotch urgently. It was all she could do to remain silent as instructed. She was ready to beg for their attention.
"Oh...Oh, fuck... I'm... close. Kiss me again." Gail yelled with her legs taut and trembling. Tasting herself on Jan's lips she moaned loudly into her open mouth. Jan grabbed her head and sucked in her soft, wet tongue. As the thrills rolled through Gail she wrenched their mouths apart for air. "I...I'm...cumming!" she gasped locking her arms around Jan fiercely.
The two lovers slowly unwound from each other with sighs of completion. Gail lay drenched in sweat catching her breath.
Margaret was beside herself with need. She was ready to scream. Her senses were alive with desire. She could hear their breathing, her skin was pleading for their touch and the taste of Jan was still on her tongue. Most all there was the smell in her nose. The mingled scents of three aroused women hovered over the bed. The air was pungent with the humid aroma of sex.
"Do you hear that, Baby?" Gail asked.
"Um yes...A squishing sound." Jan agreed.