“Fuck,” Sally whispered. “Your sister is insatiable.”
“You’re damn right,” she said, grinning and kissing her deeply. “You two can have me whenever you want me,” she said. She wriggling down in the sheets and didn’t bother with any foreplay, running her tongue hard up Sally’s pussy and causing her to groan and her eyes to roll back in her head as Alex settled in for a long session.
She paused briefly to look up as Dane watched quietly. “You don’t even have to ask permission,” she whispered. “All you have to do is do what you like to me,” she said. “Or you can make me go down on each other, or someone else.”
Alex whimpered at the thought. “Fuck… just the thought of you coming up and making me suck Dane off is exciting.”
Sally was moaning, her hips wriggling in Alex’s grasp.
Alex grinned, gripping Sally’s hips and maneuvering them in her grasp so she could devour her succulent pussy.
*****
Sam
earlier that same week…
After Monday, Sam began to check her phone regularly for texts and messages from Amanda. She was torn between wanting more than anything to go over there and be with them, and not knowing if it was a good idea.
Eventually, she got a text Sunday afternoon from Amanda asking if she wanted to come over.
“More than you know,” Sam sent, immediately getting up and getting dressed. There wasn’t a moment’s hesitation when she stood and started getting ready to go see them. She went and took a hasty shower and went back to her room. Doing her hair and makeup quickly, she went to her underwear drawer and looked at the rather bland selection, thinking about Amanda’s pairs that she’d had on. They were always lacy and sexy, while Sam’s were always a solid fabric and single color. She sighed, then smiled as an idea came to her. Feeling delightfully naughty, she slid the drawer closed and turned to pull on some clothes. A few minutes later, she was finally ready. She quickly looked at herself in the mirror, and feeling silly that she had a bra and no panties on, so she quickly took the bra off. Smiling at how delightfully wicked she felt, she turned and quickly drove over to Amanda and Master Dan’s house.
She smiled, seeing the two vehicles in the driveway and knowing that Master was home and it wasn’t just Amanda. Walking quickly up the steps, she knocked on the door and waited. Amanda’s beaming face appeared and ushered her in quickly.
Sam turned and smiled, beginning to say how nice it was to see her, but Amanda crashed into her, almost desperately kissing and groping her.
Sam whimpered as the married woman pushed against her, both hands moving up to grope and fondle her breasts. Her kisses were hurried and she began to guide the young woman to the bedroom down the hall. With seemingly great effort, Amanda stopped kissing Sam and pulled her quickly to the bedroom. Sam smiled, seeing Master lounging on a chair in the corner of the room. He was nude and idly looking through a magazine with a half-naked woman on the cover.
He stood, smiling and came over as Amanda slid onto the bed. Sam started to follow but stopped when she saw Master stand. Turning, she looked up at him and started to fall to her knees. He shook his head and brought her close, both hands going to her neck and back of her head. Pulling gently, he leaned down and kissed her, drawing a whimper of pleasure from her lips and causing an involuntary shiver to run down her body. Smiling, he winked and stepped back, sitting down in his chair, though he didn’t pick up the magazine again.
Amanda grinned from the bed, holding the clamps in one hand. Sam winced, but smiled when she thought about the odd sex objects. They definitely weren’t comfortable, but the excitement and pleasure they caused was ridiculous. Amanda raised a single finger and wiggled it towards her, beckoning the gorgeous young blonde forward.
“I like that you aren’t wearing a bra,” Master said. “They hide the naturally big size of your breasts.”
“Yes, Master,” Sam said, turning and glancing at him.
“Go to Amanda,” he said.
She turned, quickly sliding onto the bed in a sitting position. Her breasts were presented for Amanda, her knees underneath her.
Amanda smiled and leaned forwards, gently opening her mouth and suckling on one nipple and then the other. There was a sharp intake of breath as Sam felt the warmth of Amanda’s talented tongue on her breast, and then a soft moan as it was drawn inward. Her nipple responded perfectly, swelling until it was easily large enough for the clamp to fit over it. As Amanda alternated back and forth, suckling and slurping, Sam whimpered, feeling her… pussy… growing wet. She shivered as she thought of the foul word, and how wonderful it felt at that moment. Amanda grinned and slid the clamps on, causing Sam to wince for a moment.
“Good?” Amanda asked.
Sam smiled, nodding.
Turning, the pastor’s wife lay down on the bed and pulled Sam towards her. She tentatively did as she was asked, sliding one leg around her body until she was sitting astride Amanda’s face, facing towards her feet. She groaned as she felt Amanda’s warm and talented tongue slide across her slit; leaning forwards as the nipple clamps swayed and caused her to groan deeper.
“Sit on my face,” Amanda groaned.
Sam, convinced she was going to hurt her, tentatively let her weight off of her knees. Amanda groaned beneath her as Sam’s pussy squished against her lips. She felt a sudden urge to pull at her nipples, and reached up to do so, brushing against the clamps. She took both in her hands and pulled gently, groaning.
Amanda was almost desperately licking and slurping at Sam as she sat on her. She felt her muscular tongue rub across all of her intimate parts. She groaned low, almost like an animal as she felt her orgasm growing within her. She desperately didn’t want Amanda to stop, feeling it swell and rise higher.
Again, she ran her hands across the clamps, sending pain and pleasure impulses coursing through her tender young body. Amanda’s arms were wrapped around Sam’s pale thighs, pulling her hard down into the young wife’s mouth.
Amanda groaned beneath her, mumbling, “God you taste good,” into Sam’s pussy. Sam whimpered, her orgasm finally reaching its crescendo and pleasure washing over her. She squeezed the clamps, pulling on them and sending her pleasure through the roof as she whimpered on top of Amanda. The orgasm caused her body to seize up, her eyes rolling back in her head as she came as hard as she ever had. Groaning, her muscles finally gave in and her chest heaved, groans of pleasure and pain filling the room. Amanda was furiously slurping at her pussy, pulling hard on her hips almost possessed.
Finally, Sam had to slip off, unable to take anymore. She shook her head at Amanda, holding her off for a moment while she recovered. The young wife smiled and pulled her close, stroking her hair and gently removing the nipple clamps. Sam turned and kissed her, not caring about the juices that were coating her lover’s face.
Sam opened her eyes a few minutes later and turned, looking for Pastor Dan. He smiled at her and waved playfully from his seat, his cock hard and demanding attention. Master was stroking it gently, watching Sam and Amanda play.
A smile crossed her lips and she turned, pushing Amanda to the head of the bed and sliding quickly between her legs. She moved slowly though, once she was between Amanda’s thighs. She began to place kiss after gentle kiss on the young wife’s thighs, moving back and forth between them as she slid steadily upwards. Amanda was moaning and sighing, watching from a pillow that she’d put behind her head. Her lip was pulled partially into her mouth, being gently bitten as Sam continued to torment her.
Moving a few inches upwards, Sam noticed how wet Amanda was, and whimpered. Trying to steel herself and not start devouring the delectable pussy in front of her, Sam moved over to the other side and licked and kissed a little closer. Finally, she was right next to Amanda’s juicy pussy, her lips just touching the outside. She looked upwards as Amanda’s eyes pleaded with her, and ran her tongue directly up the young wife’s slit.
Her eyes rolled back in her head and her hips arced upwards, drawing Sam’s mouth against them. She quickly fell into a rhythm, her tongue rubbing upwards against Amanda’s clit. Every thirty seconds or so, she would draw her mouth tight around Amanda’s clit and suck, rubbing her tongue against the tiny organ. Amanda’s juices filled her mouth as Sam gulped and swallowed. Sliding her hands under Amanda’s buttocks, she pulled gently and continued to devour her until the young wife was holding two great handfuls of her hair, rocking her pussy back and forth across Sam’s lips and tongue.
Finally, a great orgasm crashed into the young wife, and Sam felt her body tense up as she began to cum. Not stopping though, she continued to rub and pulse her tongue across Amanda’s clit. She heard Master stand and glanced to the side to see if he was coming around to let Sam have his cock in her mouth, right where it was supposed to be.
He didn’t though, and she wondered where he had gone. Then she felt a pair of hands on her hips as she continued to lick and slurp as Amanda’s orgasm worked through the young wife. Master was behind her, oddly enough. She felt him lift her up until she was kneeling, her face still buried in his wife’s pussy, but her butt presented to him.
She wondered what he was doing, but Amanda pulled on her hair again, and she looked up. The young wife’s eyes were still rolled back in her head and she looked like she was having mild convulsions.
Pastor Dan’s hands on her hips were a little rough, but she liked the way it felt. He wasn’t being soft with her. Hoping he would come around so she could have his cock again, she snickered as she felt him admiring her posterior.