For several minutes, I worshiped her swollen lips, her swelling clit and her splayed thighs with only my light touches and my tongue and lips. I pushed two fingers roughly into her wet cunt and ordered, "Don't fight me Ellen. I want you to give me your wetness. I want you to fly and let me see your body let go and jump willingly into the unknown. Please, trust me and do what I ask."
For long minutes, I felt her get close and then resist. Harsh, condemning words had hurt her. My fingers on her magic spot helped. I had done this for her before. Her mind struggled.
"Please, let her go. Let her go as far as she wants, don't hold her back. When you're close try to push out the beauty inside you."
Ellen swirled higher and then higher. She wanted to jump from the cliff but hung there. I licked her button with the flat of my tongue. She was getting sensitive to my thrusting fingers. Her body wanted to fly but her mind was afraid. I let her feel the pinch of my fingers on her nipples and she rose higher but still held back, expecting reticule. I licked and thrust; her hips lifted off the floor and she held her breath. She was ready but needed a spark. I wet my other index finger in her flowing juices, pressed at her tight pucker, sucked hard on her clit and pushed.
I unleashed a tiger. Her scream rattled the windows and her hands grasped my head and crushed it into the hard bone under her mons. My nose could be bleeding, still I thrust fingers from both my hands, sucked with my lips and licked with my tongue. I felt her hands lighten, her body lighten and her breath suck in the rare air above the clouds. Her entire body began to tremble and her fountain erupted. I sucked and swallowed. We timed our pause and then she fed me again and I could swallow with her body's contractions. With her final contraction, I felt the trembles in her begin to fade and her arched body begin to slide onto the floor. She had given me her gift and it had taken her consciousness away. Now, I had to hold her so she would know the truth when she awoke in my arms.
Ellen had nothing to say when I lifted her from the floor and took her to the shower, bathed her, kissed her and stroked her overly sensitive pussy. She endured my abuse because it was her place, as drinking from her, had been mine. We dressed, touched and teased with kisses but did not speak. Breakfast at the local restaurant tasted better than food should taste. Our feet and legs touched through breakfast. Twice, I had to let go of her hand so she could eat. She knew I wanted to be close to her.
As we left the restaurant, I offered a not too smart suggestion, "Let's go see what Susan and Star are doing. I have never met this wonderful "Star."
Ellen was none too happy with my suggestion, but I was driving. Susan was clean, dressed, beautiful and desirable when she opened the door. She asked us in and was immediately embarrassed by the passed out, lightly snoring, Star on the couch. Star was tall, brown haired, thin, sexy in an in-between sexes sort of way. She had on a skirt. One leg was straight on the couch and the other was splayed on top of the back cushions. Her light blue panties with a slight stain were plainly visible. She was deep in sleep from too much alcohol last night. She would never remember what happened last night or what was going to happen now.
Susan made coffee and Ellen and I visited with her for a while. We discovered that Star was even wilder now. Last night she did not come home to Susan. She had been with another woman and arrived home about eight a.m. and promptly passed out on the couch. Ellen cared for Susan and, of course, I did. However, I held my tongue. Ellen started to voice an opinion. I squeezed her knee under the table and she backed off her criticism. I was hiding my hurt and anger. My control was not very strong. It broke down when Ellen and I started to leave. Star was spread even wider and she had a hand resting on her pussy.
"For months, you have taken yourself away from me for this woman. She must be a fantastic person and lover." I took Susan's hand and pulled it until it pushed Star's hand away and replaced it with her own. "She was touching herself in her sleep. Rub her puffy camel toe and help her. She won't wake up. Make her wetter, fuck her with your fingers and make her cum in her sleep. I want to watch her cum."
Susan's eyes flashed both anger and passion at me for directing her to be naughty. Her hand pressed, under mine, into Star and her fingers moved, then stopped, rethinking her actions.
"I am angry with you. Do it or Ellen and I will make you."
Her eyes flitted first to Ellen, then to me, then back to plead for help from Ellen.
Ellen was wondering where I was taking this. Truthfully, I had no idea. My actions were not like me; they were irrational; I was just lashing out, succumbing to my buried anger.
"She didn't take care of you. You must be hot, disappointed and horny. Maybe, you want me to stand behind you and fuck you, pushing your mouth into her dirty cunt."
Susan's hand began to move under mine. The naught idea excited her but her body did not move.
"Maybe you really want to get down and dirty. Maybe you want to resist my request. Then I could ask Ellen to twist your nipples and I could spread those lovely virgin ass cheeks of yours and work my cock into your unused, tight hole."
I reached out and pushed down on her shoulders. Susan dropped to her knees between Star's legs.
"Doesn't she taste good? Pull her panties to the side and show her to us."
Susan was caught up in the depravity and power exchange. She did what she was told. Star had a little stubble showing on her usually smooth shaven cunt. Ellen was visibly excited. Her breathing was labored and her hand touched her breasts a couple of times. I was strangely detached. I wanted to control Susan and prove to myself that she was now back with Star, that I should quit thinking about her, time for me to give up and time I looked elsewhere for a companion and friend.
"You are doing well. Now push two fingers into her. Fuck her with them and use your mouth on her dirty pussy until she cums in her sleep."
The show was pretty good. Ellen was having trouble staying still. I moved to stand behind her, opened the front button on her slacks and pulled down the zipper. The little angel lifted her blouse so my hand could slip, unimpeded across her belly and slide two fingers into her. She was very aroused, too slippery for much friction.
Star's body tensed, her belly tightened and I could see contractions ripple down, disappearing between her widely spread legs. Susan had three fingers stretching into her now. She was way too drunk to wake up, but her moans were regular, her cunt's lips were swollen, thick, red and glistening. Her juices were dripping from her, making a wet spot on their rented couch.
"Wet your other hand with her juices and feed her wetness to Ellen." Ellen was close to cuming. Susan's fingers pushed into her mouth, rubbed around Ellen's active tongue and Ellen came on my fingers, wetting through the slacks, she had so carefully selected just hours ago.
"Now, let me watch you, wet your fingers again and lick Star's taste from your own fingers." My own fingers were keeping Ellen going while I explained to Susan, "I want to watch you because I imagine it does to you, what your tastes do to me. When I press my nose into your skin and inhale your pheromones, my body aches to lick you. My cock gets rock hard and imagines you open like she is."
Susan wet her hand again between Star's gaping lips, then she forcibly pushed her fingers into my mouth. I licked but told her, "You still taste better to me." My hand was still torturing Ellen. Susan opened her own blouse and lifted her bra and reached between Ellen and me, to fish out my now interested cock. For the first time without urging, she took me into her mouth and sucked, bobbing her head in time with her tireless fingers thrusting into a now continuously cuming Star. Ellen's eyes were only slits but they were glued on Susan's fingers fucking into the bright red irritated lips.
My mind was shutting down, going round and around with the thought that Susan was taking me willingly, without suggestion or direction. Her mouth was not experienced with a man but my body knew without a doubt that she was about to be successful. My first rope arched my back and pumped into Susan's throat, lacing across her tongue and lips. She pulled back and my second and third offering bathed her breasts. Vaguely, I felt Ellen cuming. Susan's hand was jacking off my still hard, spent and slowly softening cock. At half-mast her lips returned and my knees almost buckled. She had remembered how Ellen told her to pull the last drops of semen from me.
This might be my last time with Susan. I pulled her away from Star. Ellen helped me strip her, helped me lie down and pushed Susan to straddle my head and lower her cunt to my face. Her arms could still reach the edge of the couch for support and I needed, passionately to use my hands and mouth on her pussy to bring her pleasure and share in her climax. Susan was hot, wet and close. She ground her open cunt into my mouth, worked herself with her fingers then spread her glistening lips to sacrifice her clit to my tongue. I was in heaven, excited and pleased. I had forgotten about Ellen when familiar lips sucked hardness and desire back into my helmet. The idea that she could taste Susan's mouth on me while I could taste Susan's cunt's juices made me harder, wider and longer than ever before. Pre-cum flowed from the tip of my cock but did not make it any farther before Ellen licked it away and swallowed it.
