Bone Lord 4, стр. 53

“Go right ahead,” I said.

They sat on the bed and slid-crawled over to the headboard side, which was filled with cushions, all the while holding me by the hand. They exchanged glances, already subtly pouting at each other across the bed. My head filled with heat as they stuck their asses high up in the air, spreading right by my face for just a moment right before they twisted around and dropped into the cushions. I sat right before them, watching them press their lips and their nude bodies together.

Elyse gasped and moaned softly into Friya’s mouth as their tongues swirled and licked and explored, and I could quite easily have just sat and watched for a while without participating. Friya ran her fingers through Elyse’s wavy blond mane as they kissed, and Elyse slipped one arm around Friya’s waist and started feeling up the other woman’s big ass.

Friya shuddered with pleasure at Elyse’s exploratory touches and reached over to me. Her hand gripped my thick shaft and tugged on it to pull me closer. Pressed up against the two women, I reached down and grabbed a handful of ass in each of my hands. Elyse’s, round and firm in my right, and Friya’s, larger and more generous but equally pleasing to the touch in my left. It was a bit like watching an angel and a devil make out, Elyse’s unmarked body pressed up against Friya’s fully tattooed form, their breasts mashing together and their silky bellies pressed close as they tasted each other with a ravenous hunger.

As I massaged their asses, alternating between generous squeezes and a few sharp slaps, they each circled a hand around my cock, taking turns to slowly stroke up and down its length. They sank slowly to their knees, resuming their kissing. Between sucking each other’s tongues and open mouths, they took turns to suck on the head of my prick, or swirl their tongues around my shaft, or lick teasingly on my balls.

I reached down and grabbed a fistful of each woman’s hair, appreciating the slightly different textures of each. When each took a turn to swallow the head of my dick, I pulled their faces with a little playful force, each woman brought to the point of gagging. It was clear they enjoyed it, giving little shrieks and hungry gasps when they pulled their heads back, and squeezing my ass playfully with their nails.

While Elyse was bobbing her pretty face up and down, her mouth stretched wide and filled with my girth, Friya sucked one of Elyse’s nipples. She reached down to Elyse’s dripping wet sex. Elyse gazed up at me with those big blue eyes, holding my attention, but she couldn’t hold it for long. Friya’s deft fingertips caused her to close her eyes in blissful rapture, her long, drawn-out moan muffled by the head of my cock in her mouth.

Friya lay on her back and Elyse, all the while facing me, lowered herself onto the other woman’s eager mouth. I stood straddling Friya’s hips, Elyse’s lovely face at waist level.

“Ohhhh, by the Lord of Light!” Elyse gasped as Friya started to flick the tip of her tongue across her sex. She arched her back and closed her eyes, gripping her own breasts tightly as Friya consumed her.

Panting hard and gasping, Elyse opened her eyes, her mouth hanging half open. She reached up, tossed her hair back, and grabbed my cock. Then, she started bobbing her head up and down on it while delivering eager strokes along my long shaft with both hands.

“Oh by the Lord of Light, this. . . this feels too good to be sinful,” Elyse moaned.

She started grinding her hips and riding Friya’s mouth, then reached down with one of her hands to play with Friya’s opening. Friya shuddered madly in response, and soon enough, both women were approaching orgasm. Elyse’s focus was my cock, and regardless of how close her orgasm was to exploding through her body, she kept up her greedy devouring of my member.

Elyse reached up and gripped my shaft with one hand as the orgasm tore through her, clamping her mouth onto my prick and almost forcing it into her throat to stifle the powerful scream of ecstasy that erupted from her deepest core. I could feel the vibrations running along the length of me, along the length of her throat and mouth. She writhed and shuddered. Then, just as her orgasm was fading, her persistent, rhythmic rubbing of Friya’s sex brought the other woman to climax. Frya popped her head free of Elyse’s slit and released a sustained cry of sheer bliss.

“Take me, Vance,” Elyse gasped as she stared up at me. “I need you inside me.”

“I need it too!” Friya moaned, still riding the waves of ecstasy.

“That sounds like a great idea,” I said.

“But who are you going to fuck?” Friya asked.

“Both of you,” I answered.

I turned Elyse around so that she was sitting astride Friya’s hips, sex to sex, then gripped her hair and lowered her head down toward Friya’s face. She took the hint and clamped her lips onto Friya’s mouth, and the two of them kissed. I knelt down and gripped Elyse’s narrow waist and lifted it up, so that her ass was in the air and I could thrust from behind. I then spread Friya’s legs so she was within thrusting distance, too.

Ah, choices, choices. Which beautiful opening would I pulverize first? I’d had both of them, and both were equally sublime. It was like trying to pick between my favorite types of ale.

Elyse was so recently excommunicated, so I figured she deserved me first. As I slipped the head in and started feeding my generous girth slowly inside of her, she broke off her kiss with Friya and tossed her hair back to cry out.

“I love it when you stretch me out, Vance,” she moaned.

Friya reached up, grabbed a fistful of Elyse’s