Ranya was left alone with her hands tied behind her back topless, for about an hour. Her twin banded black thong was still on, her hair still a bit straggled from the wind. She wasn't sure if she was attracted to Marta or if she was just obsessed with her warm personality and her lovely body. She thought about those abundant breasts with nipples so tasty, she couldn't wait to get back to them, and be albe to bring her to a screaming, sopping wet orgasm. She asked for all of this, and she knew it. Ranya figured out before the day even began that Donna may've wanted to dominate her in some way and make her a slave for her pleasure, but she didn't count on Marta entering the equation. She heard them talking and whispering through the thin door. She was sure they were making love, probably getting it on hot and heavy. She heard the couch springs and moans, she got aroused and felt that warm feeling below, but couldn't do anything. There was rounded chair arm so she rubbed her wet mound against it and it felt good in a very surprising way. She had to do a half knee bend to really get in the right position, but it was better than just standing there hearing the two of them fuck in the other room, without being able to fondle herself.
Ranya drifted into fantasy about the two older women while she listened to them, in low muffled voices make love in the other room. She couldn't help envisioning Donna drinking Marta's juices as she lay prone to the more dominant Marta while she thrust her womanhood into Donna's wanting mouth.
Her fantasies weren't too far off the mark; Donna had gone down on Marta's lovely wet pussy while she sat on the edge of the bed. She took her taut nipple and rubbed it all over her lover's shaved pussymound and then fed the saturated breast back to her as she knelt over her. They embraced, breasts pressed hard into one another, nipples flattened against each other's bodies. Their deep passionate kisses and caresses melted into one long loving session.
Marta wanted Ranya to join them so Donna led her towards the darkened bathroom. Donna and Marta opened the door to find Ranya rubbing her horny muff on the chair arm, her tits stood out at attention because her arms were tied behind her.
"Lets go into the bedroom now, darling I'll make it easier for you in a minute," Marta said as she led the hot young woman into the darkened bedroom.
Small lights glowed in the corners of the room to illuminate it, and some light leaked in through the drawn thick curtains.
"Donna, let me talk to her alone for a few minutes, ok?" Marta whispered outside the door.
"Sure, sweetie, I know she's a bit nervous about your presence here," Donna complied.
Marta was just selfish and wanted her first, she wanted Ranya to suck her pussy so badly, it was aching already.
Marta had put on her dark stockings and garters, her strap on was still in her hand, unattached when she came up to Ranya in the darkened bedroom by her full length mirror.
Ranya was sitting on the bed, very unhappy about being left out of the fun, even temporarily.
Ranya, you have to understand, its just that Donna and I ve been lovers for just a few months so we don't do threesomes that often really. You're a hot young woman, and I'm sure Donna likes you a lot, we just want feel you need some discipline today," Marta said in her firm voice.
"But Marta, but ALL I really wanted was to fondle those lovely melons of yours!" The young woman was upset and it showed.
"Hmmnnn, you did suck them nicely before," Marta admitted
