Sensations began to build up all over her body; her tongue was being boldly stroked, and tasted something heady, like wine. Her breast was being sucked, alternately hard than soft. The woman bit down gently, and began to caress her pussy. Elizabeth was moaning as her nipples were tugged at while her labia was stroked with soft fingers. She opened her eyes to see other women kissing and stroking one another as well; the smell of arousal permeated the air. Then her eyes landed on Maria, who was groaning as some girl ate her pussy out. At the sight of Maria, she began to struggle.
She didn't get far, the woman moved from behind her and she was subsequently pushed down on to the bed. Her sweaty back clung to the silk sheets. A hand playfully whacked her pussy, than stroked her clit harder. Her breasts were simultaneously being sucked and squeezed. The woman kissing her thrust her wine flavoured tongue in and out of Elizabeth's mouth, until she returned the action seemingly drunkenly herself. The woman's giggle vibrated along her mouth and drove her wild. Quickly, the woman retracted her lips with one last lusty lick and stuck 2 fingers into Elizabeth's mouth. Suck, she whispered harshly into Elizabeth's ear as she began to play with her earlobe. Elizabeth did as she was told; she was blind with lust as a woman's lips tugged on her aching clit. The fingers in her mouth tasted bitter, she realized at once that it was the woman's arousal.
She wasn't given much time to think, as the woman climbed up top of her and shoved her crotch into her face. It smelt strongly and liquid smeared on her face. The woman pressed her pussy closer to her mouth, and grasped her hair to push her towards her core. Elizabeth involuntarily opened her mouth against the pain, and it became full of dripping wet pussy.
Elizabeth gasped when she felt the liquid from her pussy seeping in between her ass cheeks. The mouth left her pussy and began to follow the flow of the liquid. Elizabeth cried out in embarrassment, but was silenced by the relentless pressure of the woman's dark labia pressed even closer to her lips, until it was all she could breathe. The woman below grasped an ass cheek with one hand, and slowly circled her asshole with a long nail. She then pushed it in, to which Elizabeth's tender butt clenched onto. The woman approved, and gave her a lick around her rosebud of hole. Elizabeth felt so wrong, but so hot at the same time.
The women above her gyrated onto her face, as Elizabeth felt her asshole being fingered and her own clit sucked on relentlessly. Someone was now biting her nipple and her breast, while playfully slapping around the other. The pain and pleasure were rolling within her; she was close to coming when the woman at her pussy stopped. "She's about to come girls, stop," came an assertive voice, as if reading her thoughts. All the sensations on her body stopped, but the woman's pussy remained in her face.
The woman suddenly rotated herself, so her ass was facing Elizabeth's face. She buried it there, and slapped her pussy painfully. 'Suck it bitch!" And Elizabeth did, just so the painful slaps would stop. She was rewarded with the woman rolling her nipples in unison - but no orgasm. Elizabeth sucked on the woman's puffy pussy lips, and tongued in between. She hoped the woman would finger her and let her come if she did.
The woman just continued rolling her nipples, and moaning along with the sounds of the other girls. Now they slowly began touching her anywhere but where she needed it; hands were once again caressing her wantonly spread thighs, touching the flesh above her pussy - but never it. Elizabeth was getting driven wild, but was not satisfied. She felt like a rope stretched too tight, waiting to snap but not quite there. She tongued the woman's vagina and returned back to clit like the other woman on her had done.
Then it struck her! How come the other woman didn't stick her tongue into her pussy? How come even though every inch of her pussy was touched, except her opening? No one had struck anything into her pussy at all, and it felt remarkably empty. Suddenly the woman above her stopped moving, and shuddered. Her vagina let out a flood of liquid, and it seeped onto Elizabeth's lips and neck. When the woman pulled away, Elizabeth finally took a deep breath and begged, "Someone fill my pussy!" She heard chuckles among the woman, but they were mostly covered with moans. The whole room was humming with them.
"Okay ladies, that's enough. Time to cut her off!" Elizabeth recognized Maria's voice in the crush. She felt herself being pushed up the bed, terribly aroused and covered now in some other woman's release. She felt nasty, dirty but didn't care if she could only come. Elizabeth was moaning nonstop as woman slowly caressed every inch of her as they pushed her up - but never her vaginal opening. Her wrists were lifted and bound by silk again; Elizabeth didn't even struggle, she couldn't feel anything but the rope that refused to snap. Her ankles were bound by silk too, leaving her legs spread at an almost uncomfortable angle. She was beyond anything.
The woman began to press lingering kisses to her lips, before getting up and off the bed. Elizabeth didn't even notice until the bed wasn't weighed down anymore and the room had gone remarkably silent. She opened her eyes to see Maria standing at the edge of the bed, grinning evilly at her, with a metal apparatus in her hand that resembled an eyelash curler. She then mounted the red sheets and crawled in between Elizabeth's legs. Elizabeth tested her bonds, but they were secure - she wasn't going anywhere. She was exhausted, and her body ached. Her nipples were still hard and unsatisfied and her pussy was gushing liquid. This very fluid made it easy from Maria to take the apparatus and stick it into her vagina, only not quite. The apparatus was designed to open up the pussy ad keep it open, but not fill it.
Elizabeth felt cold air in her opening and gasped. It was torture having that device spreading her apart. She felt empty. Her vagina squeezed, and was met with only air and Maria's brittle laughter. The scar of Maria's face was distorted when she smiled. "Bet you want some cock now you filthy whore, don't ya?" Maria laughed, and gave Elizabeth one last tweek on the nipple before getting up and leaving the room. Maria was right - Elizabeth wanted cock, no she NEEDED cock. She wanted to cry with the irony of it all.
