EXCOLO

I am keeping myself busy and having a decent time, but Citali...
she's a bitch. I like sex, I enjoy sex, when invested; I give 100%. Citali I feel is merely tolerating my presence. Fine. With a sigh, I shut myself down to pleasure, and merely go about trying to pleasure the woman above me, uncaring about what is being done... or not done to me, in this case.

She reaches a count of ten, and I hear Tammy muse above me; "Such a pretty ass. You made it well. Perhaps I should fuck it." That certainly gets Citali's attention, for her mouth opens more against my own cunt and she moves in such a way that it's an invitation. I can't help it, I chuckle and pull her hips down so I can lap at the tight, puckered rosebud and get it ready for whatever Tammy decides to impale her with.

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Tez likes that idea, evidently, and I smile. The strap on in the cabinet is an elegant thing, harness leather lined with velvet and the dildo sleek and black. It looks pretty against my pallor. I put it on.

"If you stay there, sweetie, you might get hit in the face," I say to Wanda. "Why not watch the show and... enjoy yourself?" I grin at her. "And decide if you want a turn too," I add innocently, as if there is any doubt. Wanda is quite insatiable.

I pour some oil over my fingers and kneel down behind Tez, using its sweet slickness to tease Citali's anus, preparing her for what is to come.

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Wanda decides to take control then, and pulls me down further towards her face. I feel her tongue press wetly at my asshole, and think that wonders will never cease. If I'd suggested to Wanda yesterday that she stick her tongue up my ass, she'd probably have punched me. I squirm a bit, stimulated but not enough, not enough. If it wasn't for what I know is coming, I'd have to swallow my pride and ask her for more -

"If you stay there, sweetie, you might get hit in the face. Why not watch the show and...enjoy yourself. And decide if you want a turn too."

"Where I can see," I add, a bit breathlessly, and glance over my shoulder. I widen my eyes, and say to Tammy in a voice as sweet as her own, "I've never done this before." It's not something I've done in this body before - much of tonight isn't.

I feel one of her delicate little fingers, oily and smooth, circling my hole, pushing gently inside. It feels ridiculously larger than it should, considering what I'm used to in my own form, and I breathe and consciously relax as she presses gently with another. I feel almost nervous at the prospect, and it gives me a throb of pleasure. I know how she likes to be hurt.

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Citali squirms against my tongue, and I laugh again. Not enough? Now you know how it feels...

"If you stay there, sweetie, you might get hit in the face. Why not watch the show and...enjoy yourself. And decide if you want a turn too." Tammy suggests sweetly, stroking a ebony cock between her legs. I slide out from my position and kiss Tammy on the cheek. "Where I can see," Citali says, and I arch an eyebrow, but recline on a pillow in front of them as Tammy prepares Citali to be penetrated. It really is quite the pretty scene, and I idly start touching my own breasts, sliding a hand down stroke my clit ever so slightly. I have no intentions of getting myself off now, but the look on Citali's face as she waits is beautiful, and I smile at her.

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The way Tez looks at me is satisfying, and I feel a throb from within my cunt.

"I've never done this before."

"I'd promise to be gentle," I say, smiling, "but that would be a disappointment, wouldn't it?"

Wanda lies down in front of us both, touching herself. She gets some satisfaction from voyeurism, evidently... And no doubt will also find watching frustrating. It is a piquant combination.

I continue to stroke Citali, fingers pressing inside her, and I use my other hand to idly stroke against her labia. When she seems ready I kneel up and slick oil over the dildo.

"Relax," I say to Citali, as I spread her buttocks. "Unless, of course, you want it to hurt." I smirk, and very slowly begin easing the head of the dildo inside her.

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"I'd promise to be gentle, but that would be a disappointment, wouldn't it?" I blow her a kiss over my shoulder, matching her affectionate mockery.

It's very entertaining to watch Wanda, more so than I expected. To see her displaying herself in such a way, while she has to wait, and watch....

"Relax. Unless, of course, you want it to hurt." Smug bastard. I take a long breath as I feel the nudge of her toy behind me, breathe out slowly.

If her finger felt large, it was nothing to this. I'm sure Wanda can see my eyes go wide and then narrow. Relax, relax. Breathe. Take it in, and oh hell that's a tight fit. He might enjoy me begging her to stop; on the other hand, he might decide to take me at my word, for the amusement of it. The stretch is shading into pain, and my breath hisses through my teeth.

To distract myself, I shift my weight onto my left arm and bring my other hand back between my legs to touch myself. If she objects to my presumption, I'm sure she'll soon let me know.

Edited Date: 2010-02-04 06:34 pm (UTC)

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Citali is very tight.

"Poor virgin," I say with some amusement as Tez hisses through her teeth. Citali is good at making the best of things, however, and she soon starts stroking her clitoris, which makes her relax a little around the dildo until it is further in. I pause and stroke her hip, looking over her at Wanda, who is lazily stroking herself. "Aren't you pretty girls?" I say, as I slowly pull back and then thrust into Tez again, feeling moisture slip down the inside of my thighs. I dig the fingers of my right hand into Citali's hips, and pull her up a little with my left so my fingers can pinch her breast. I can support her weight with one arm, which is one of many advantages on not being dependent upon the limitations of this form. "Does it hurt?" I murmur, fingers tightening as I thrust further inside.

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"Poor virgin." I think I'd bite him, if I could reach. She edges it further into me and stops, giving me time, stroking me. I don't need the reassurance, and make an impatient sound. "Aren't you pretty girls?"

He moves the dildo in me, thrusting slowly, and I push back onto it, trying to force my reluctant body to let it all inside. Feel him lift me up, little girl hands, small fingers closing on my breast. How strange it is, and how delightful. I move my own fingers faster, rubbing small circles; I can feel my own wetness, my own want.

"Does it hurt?" A push of her hips and it's almost all in, I think, and I gasp because it does.

"Yes." The word's a gasp itself, and I'm squirming back further. The hanging chain of the clamps is cold against my back. Wanda's eyes are on me, and I feel exposed, on display, and bare my teeth in pleasure. "Yes." Her fingers are sharp points of pain, pushing into flesh, against bone. "Get it - get it all in."

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"Get it - get it all in."

I grin as she presses back against me, and I shift back, almost completely withdrawing, mostly to frustrate her but also so that I can abruptly push her down onto her elbows.

"Your wish is my command," I say drily, and from this angle, with her buttocks higher in the air, I thrust inside her with one painful stroke. The sound she makes gives me a quiver of pleasure, and I thrust again, fingers raking her skin so that thin drops of blood gather under my nails.

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"Does it hurt?"

"Yes."

As much as I am content to merely watch, this turn of events gets my attention, gets my pulse racing, my fingers moving against my own clit faster... more insistent. My smile sharpens a little at the emotions playing over Citali's face, and I pinch my own nipple in response so I am enjoy a little of the sharpness I am witnessing.

"Get it - get it all in." Citali gasps, and Tammy obliges, pushing her down and thrusting hard. Citali's cry covers my own moan of frustrated pleasure, and I slip two fingers inside me.

I watch Tammy sodomize Citali, but I am only half seeing it. I am remembering my nails digging into Kent's hips, drawing blood as he moaned beneath my thrusts as I did the same to him...

"So beautiful..." I whimper, locking my eyes on Tammy's as my hand moves faster.

Edited Date: 2010-02-04 10:24 pm (UTC)

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Bitch. Bloody-minded bitch. He pulls most of the way out, but I don't have a chance to complain because he shoves me down, elbows on the floor and ass in the air. I get a good view of Wanda's cunt, the faster motion of her fingers, and then -

I'm not sure if the noise I make is purely pain, or if there's pleasure there as well; not until the second thrust, when her nails break skin, when I arch my spine and push back into her. Wanda's pushing her fingers into herself, and I bring my own hand back to myself. It's an awkward angle, pushed down as I am, and I rub myself restlessly, unsuccessfully, still half-unfamiliar with this flesh. The noises I'm making now are almost a whine of frustration. "Please - "

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Wanda's attention is better captured now, her senses stirred by the pain I am causing Tez, and I smile at her from over Citali's back, watching her pump her fingers in and out of her sex.

"So beautiful," she breathes, and I grin, showing my teeth.

"After Citali has come, I'm going to tie you up and suck your cunt until you come," I say, all girlish breathiness.

"Please - " says Tez, whimpering, and I get my hand around her, finding her clit as I thrust, fingers slick with her arousal.

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"After Citali has come, I'm going to tie you up and suck your cunt until you come," Tammy informs me, and I am not sure who is whimpering louder; Citali or me?

"Yes Tammy, want you want your mouth on me. please... Oh please... " I sigh as Citali also says 'Please', begging for more, that movement, that moment that will grant her release.

I am so close, I could come, I think. But not yet, I don't want to. Not like this, by my own hands. I want to feel Tammy's mouth on me, I want to writhe beneath her and beg for release... I slow down my hand and bite my lip to keep from voicing my need to be touched. Soon enough, I think, with the way Citali is thrusting back against Tammy and moaning...

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"After Citali has come, I'm going to tie you up and suck your cunt until you come." The words in her innocent little voice make me grin back over my shoulder at her: such a delicious contrast.

Wanda's begging, babbling: "Yes Tammy, want you want your mouth on me. please... Oh please..." But I'm the one with her hand on me, small precise movements of her fingers that have me twitching forward into them and then back onto the dildo. I'm losing control and coordination now, spasms rippling through the muscles of my thighs.

"Fuck. Fuck!" The wide stretch of the toy inside me, thrusting, pushing, nudging and then pulling out to thrust again - her hands - the smell of her warm in the air, and behind it the feel of him - nails digging into skin, bringing up blood -

"Oh fuck!" I come hard, bearing down, my body clenching and spasming against the hard length inside me. Fuck, yes, yes.

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I think Wanda might fall into climax; she manages to restrain herself, but she is very close. And Tez is whimpering and bucking against the dildo, straining under my dainty hands.

"Fuck. Fuck! Oh, fuck!"

Citali's whole body quivers and clenches, sending a shudder of pleasure through me as the dildo jolts against my mound.

I hold onto her hip and breast until her shudders subside. I lean forward and kiss her shoulder, and then slowly withdraw. I give her backside a playful but not light slap once I am done.

"I think you were well sodomised, sweetie," I say. I unfasten the harness and let it drop, and then I smile at Wanda.

"I believe I promised you something," I say. "Stand up. Now."

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Citali finally comes, snarling and shaking hard against Tammy's hips. I do believe Tammy finds release as well, for her eyes flutter as she clings to the woman beneath her. I am so close...
oh I could fall over the edge with them...

Holding back is sheer torture, but I do. I can wait, I can wait for---

"I believe I promised you something. Stand up. Now."

I shudder at the look in her eyes, the timbre of her voice. That alone is almost enough to make me come, but I bite my lip hard and rise to my feet on trembling legs. I ache to touch her, to remove the clamps and fasten my mouth to the engorged nipples, to draw her down to the cushions and lose myself in her embrace...

but I merely stand and await what ever it is she has in store for me, raping her with my eyes.

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Wanda looks like she could devour me whole, and I smile at her. I leave Citali quivering and go to the cabinet, getting out a handful more accessories.

"Put your hands behind your back, and spread your legs," I command Wanda. I fasten her wrists with a set of beautiful leather cuffs (http://www.coco-de-mer.com/system/ecommerce/323/image1?size=296x600) - these suit the mood of the room better than metal. With her arms pulled back her breasts are pushed forward pleasingly, and I dip my head and delicately touch one nipple with my tongue and smile at her. Then I kneel at her feet and fasten her ankles to a spreader bar. I smile up at her from my kneeling position, and begin delicately stroking the inside of her thighs with a long red feather. Oh, I will suck her cunt, as I promised... But I will make her beg for it first.

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"Put your hands behind your back, and spread your legs,"

I shiver and do as I am bid, remembering this game well and the times Kent and I switched. My hand's are bound behind my back with leather cuffs and I sigh with pleasure when she tongues my nipple.

The ankles come next, and by the time Tammy is done, I am exposed and helpless. I look at her imploringly, wanting her hands or mouth...

I get a feather. I whimper in frustration, but there is precious little I can do, bound as I am. I try to move my hips, try to offer more to her... but she continues, the tickling light caress pf the feather maddening as it trails over my thighs, my stomach, my hips, my breasts...

I am sighing and trembling and I can feel the wetness at my clit, feel the ache, the urge for more, dammit! More!

"Tammy... Tammy... please?" I ask softly, prettily. "I want to feel you."

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"I want to feel you."

I smile up at Wanda, and I trail my tongue up the inside of her thigh.

"Like this?" I say. The inside of her thighs are damp, and I lick the juices and then bite the soft flesh at the top of her thighs. "Tell me how much you want it, if you want my mouth here," I say, letting one fingertip rest against her slit.

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"Like this?"

Thank FUCK she forgets the feather, but her tongue is still too light, still not enough. I reminds me of a kitten lapping at cream. My hands strain against leather, longing to be free and to tangle in that mass of black hair, to force her face between my legs and hold her there...

"Tell me how much you want it, if you want my mouth here," I look down at her, all pale beauty with her smug attitude, knowing full well that I not only want her, but that I will beg for it. "I told you I could see you as the dominant, Tammy." I say softly smiling down at her. She moves her fingertip ever so slightly, and a ragged gasp escapes my lips. My control it seems is at and end, and I want her so badly I could weep.

"Please Tammy..." I whimper, looking down at her with lust glazed eyes. "I have though about this since you zipped up my dress tonight. All I want is to feel your tongue against me, inside me... I want you to suck my cunt until I am screaming, oh please! Please! I want you so badly I could scream! Please fuck me with your mouth pretty girl, please....!"

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Wanda begs very prettily, practically quivering with desire, slavishly asking for my assistance. It makes me shiver. I do very much like being craved.

"Then scream all you want, darling," I say with a smile, and I finally move my mouth to her mound. I kiss the soft red hair at first, and then my tongue laps along the outside of her folds, which are already slick and swollen with desire, and then at last I push my tongue inside her...

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I throw back my head and cry out in pleasure when her mouth finally caresses my sex and her tongue pushes up into me. "Oh yes! Fuck, yes!" I moan, trying to move with her mouth, grinding against her lips.

It's maddening, only being able to stand here as she fucks me with her mouth, Citali languid and sated, sprawled out along a pillow at watching us through hooded eyes.

My legs are shaking, and I don't know how long I shall be able to stand this sweet torment. My breath is ragged in my throat, and my head thrashes from side to side as Tammy draws this out, keeping me close to the edge of orgasm, but not quite there, not quite yet...
"Pleaseeeeeee.... use your teeth..." I whine, trembling and near faint. "Harder... more... I want... I want..." My voice is high, almost hysterical as I beg the woman between my legs for release.

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Wanda's legs are trembling hard as I delve inside her, and so I put my hands on the back of her thighs to keep her upright.

"Pleaseeeeeee.... use your teeth...Harder... more... I want... I want..."

Her voice is a high-pitched whine, and at last I relent. I move my mouth to her clit, lapping at it with my tongue, and then I suck it between my teeth, pressing my face hard against her. I move one hand to her lower back, and the other moves up between her legs, two fingers sliding inside her as I continue to graze her with my teeth, sucking and releasing.

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My cries become incoherent when she suckles me, and I would have collapsed by now if Tammy were not keeping me upright. My hands, bound behind me, grasp at the tiny wrist pressed against the small of my back. It is the only contact I have, the only way I can touch her...

Tammy penetrates me with her fingers, and that's it, there is no way I can hold back now, not that I want to. She sucks my clit between her teeth, grazing the engorged pearl as her fingers push up and curl in---

I am screaming when I climax. Screaming and shaking and stars dance in my vision as wave after wave of pleasure crashes into me and I quiver in her arms....

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I curl on the cushions, sated and sore, and watch them. How readily she gives herself over to him...oh, Wanda, do you even begin to understand what it is you're doing to yourself?

And as for him...well sodomised, indeed. I remember the first time this form of his and I fuck; I suppose she's returned the favour.

Wanda is dramatic when she comes, screaming and shaking. So different, this lack of inhibition, from what I've seen in her before. I understand how well he breaks one down, but I wonder: is this what draws her to him, this release of control?

This marriage will prove interesting indeed. For however long she lasts.

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Wanda climaxes with violent enthusiasm, almost collapsing. I hold her upright easily, and I rock back on my heels and look up at her flushed face and smile. Then I release her wrists and ankles, and lead her over to the cushions where Citali is lying.

"Gosh, that was fun." I give them both a wide eyed smile. I kiss Wanda lightly, and then repeat the gesture with Tez. It is almost strange, having Tez involved in this performance. It feels different, fucking him like this. But he has played his part well, and the game has been entertaining indeed.

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He brings Wanda over and kisses us both. "Gosh, that was fun."

I reach up and stroke his face fondly. "It was. And you were quite the pretty pair. I shall think of it, you can be sure, when you marry." I give them both a sharp smile. I shall indeed.

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I end up on the pillows close to Tammy. Not sure how I got here, a little light headed after all the alcohol and the endorphin rush. The cushions are plush, and the room is warm from the fire and I am sated and content.

"Gosh, that was fun." I chuckle as Tammy kisses me, and grin. "Fun..." I echo and run my hand over her side.

"It was. And you were quite the pretty pair. I shall think of it, you can be sure, when you marry." And leave it to her to kill the sex high I was on. Her smile is sharp and my eyes narrow a bit in response, but my smile stretches to match hers. "Funny that, for I won't be thinking of you at all." I say sweetly, then pull Tammy down to lie between us. I may have to share, I amy even allow myself to fall into sex with both of them....
doesn't mean I have to like the bitch.

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Wanda is rarely happy for very long, her good mood easily spoiled. It suits me, of course; why would I want a wife who was happy?

"Girls, girls," I tut indulgently. "There is quite enough of me to go around." I smile. I like back against the pillows, and I think of how close the wedding night is, and my thighs grow slick again. Oh, it is going to be a most interesting affair indeed. I am most exhilarated to see the next act of this play.

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