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Leigh,” I pant. “Put them in me.”  
    “How many do you want?”  
    I remember the first time we went from one finger to two, how amazing it felt, almost as good as when we went from two to three.  
    “All of them,” I pant.  
    Purring, Leigh says, “How about starting with one?” then slips her middle digit knuckle deep into my hole.  
    My pussy clenches her finger as I whimper.  
    She turns her digit, like a key in a lock, then resumes her thrusting. She is fast, and I’m screaming. Leigh adds a second finger, kisses me, thrusts until I cum, then slows through my descent.  
    I need to feel the wand inside me. I saw what it had done inside her.  
    Reading my mind, Leigh says, “Do you want the toy?”  
    I do.
    I whimper consent and spread my legs wider. She’s back between them a moment later, wand in hand. She presses her fingers deeper around my middle, spreads my hole, then stuffs it inside me.  
    Leigh isn’t slow or fast, turning the toy as she eases it in to make me feel every inch of the plunge. I reach down to diddle my clit. She pushes the wand deeper into me than I did into her — all the way so only the tip is showing: a dot of white peeking from my soaking-wet pink.  
    My body is raw. One well-placed whisper could make me cum.  
    Leigh rises to kiss me, not stopping or slowing her work with the wand on her way to my mouth. Her tits hang low and heavy, swinging beneath her gorgeous body.  
    “Make me cum again,” I command her.  
    She smiles and complies, pulling away and shoving the wand inside my hole.  
    “Use your fingers!” Leigh screams.  
    I do, rubbing furious circles at the top of my clit as Leigh fucks me hard and fast with the wand.  
    She laughs as I cum.  
    I scream as she laughs.  
    I lose count of everything: minutes, memories, the number of times I’ve cum. I don’t remember why I’m here, away from my Richard. I’m hurled through paper walls of pleasure, rubbing myself as Leigh fucks me. She’s whispering filth in my ear so I can barely hear it over my own screaming, making me wonder how much — if any — of this is in my mind.  
    I love fucking you with my wand.  
    I wish you had a dick so I could suck it.  
    I wish I had a dick so I could fuck you harder.  
    You’re getting the wand so messy! I can’t wait to clean it with my tongue.  
    I love your cunt. I hate that you waited so long to let me taste it again.  
    Leigh keeps fucking me with the wand until I stop cumming.  
    She stares, making me feel incredibly beautiful, in the way only a woman can.
    We lie together, kissing. Thinking in quiet.  
    Our silence is split as the bedroom door explodes open to a stunning blonde in the doorway, mouth drooped in fury.  
    Hands on her hips, she looks from me to my lover.  
    “What the fuck, Leigh?” she says.

Three's Company  

    I pretend that I’m sleeping.  
    It’s better this way. They need their privacy. I came from nowhere and took it.  
    I hear Leigh to my side, behind Jenny. I imagine Leigh’s hand brushing her girlfriend’s panties, lifting her shirt, spilling her breasts, and dipping to kiss her nipples.  
    I’ve been awake for a while. But I’m tired from our night. I woke up smiling, feeling lace at my fingers, remembering how we’d finally fallen into bed.  
    I hear them kissing, softly, trying not to wake me. But I’m not sleeping, and can feel myself getting wet, knowing I’ll be joining them soon.
    I’m certain Leigh is stripping her girlfriend of panties. I flip to see it. Jenny turns and smiles. “Good morning.”  
    I smile and give my “Good morning,” both words in a giggle. Leigh finds my eyes. I’m not sure I’ve seen her smile wider.
    I’m soaked remembering our night: so much pussy, both girls rubbing it all over me, moaning and screaming, minutes spent with my head swimming near blackout, and my final collapse. A short rest before things finally finished with me and Leigh screaming through an