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Authors: Sahara Kelly
to slowly and ever so lightly stroke
his tongue around her clit, bringing her up again to a level of almost painful
need.
And
all the while Logan played with her breasts.
The
words unbelievably talented and incredibly skilled darted through
Susannah's mind as she lay trembling beneath the attentions of her two lovers.
Never had she hit this level of eroticism or arousal without climaxing.
She
was being played like a Stradivarius violin beneath the hands of two master
musicians and responding wildly to each subtle touch.
How
long she enjoyed it, she couldn't have said. Eons or minutes…time became an
abstract concept.
And
soon the hunger began to build. The emptiness in her body became an ache, a
yearning for something to fill it, stretch it, thrust into it and push her
thighs wide. Her lips parted and she flicked out her tongue to moisten them as
her breath hitched in her throat.
A
part of her mind realized they'd built her arousal not only for her own
pleasure, but so that it would match theirs. So that she would desire them as
much as they desired her.
It
had worked.
She
sucked in air. "I need you. Both of you. Please…"
"We
know." Tyler blew gently on her most sensitive folds. "We want you
too."
"How--"
Her
question was cut short by a quick kiss from Logan. "Let us show you. Trust
us, Susannah."
"I
do." She looked at him, his hair mussed, his eyes reflecting the dim
light. So beautiful. As was Tyler, earring twinkling amongst the dark blond
silk strands, leaning on her thigh with his chin resting on her hipbone. Two
lovely animals, male to their eyebrows, ready to fuck her into heaven.
God,
Christmas had arrived ahead of schedule this year. And it had nothing to do
with Virginia or Santa. It had turned out to be one giant gift of sexual
awareness and she intended to enjoy it to the max.
She
let a slow gentle smile cross her lips. "I trust you. Show me."
The
almost feline pleasure in her expression nearly tipped Logan over the edge. He
loved foreplay and he was harder than steel against her skin. Her breasts were
sweet and full and when he suckled her swollen flesh into his mouth--well, it
was bliss, more bliss and an extra helping of bliss on the side.
She
responded to his touch, and to Tyler's as well. They had enough experience to
know that two mouths needed to do half as much arousing, and had perfected
their technique over the years.
It
was all paying off with this one amazing woman.
Logan
felt the shivering rigidity of her nipples as he tongued and sucked them. He
nipped delicately when Tyler was busy with her navel, then laved the tiny hurt
with soft strokes once Tyler went down on her again.
She
was moving a little, a sensual shift of her body that spoke volumes. Her
arousal wasn't in question, restraining her orgasm was. There was only so much
a body could take before the inevitable series of events took place. Nature had
designed it to be that way.
So
all Tyler and Logan could really do was postpone that event for as long as they
could. And hold on to their control while they were at it.
Logan
found himself thankful he wasn't ten years younger or he'd have come all over
her by now, just from the taste of her breasts and the scent of her pussy. He
wanted his turn there, but could wait for a while. They had all night and had
learned long ago that the best nights were those spent in leisurely exploration
and hours of play.
Why
rush into the madness of orgasm when there was so much fun to be derived from
extending the trip?
Sure,
his cock was hard and his balls taut with the need to ejaculate. But he wasn't
going to die from waiting a little longer.
Besides,
he knew what was going to happen--he was going to let her suck him. And that
was one of his greatest pleasures. There was nothing quite like a woman's lips
around his cock. He loved pussy and he loved fucking that pussy, but was quite
content when his partner went down on him. He was a man of simple tastes, he
supposed, but when it boiled
his tongue around her clit, bringing her up again to a level of almost painful
need.
And
all the while Logan played with her breasts.
The
words unbelievably talented and incredibly skilled darted through
Susannah's mind as she lay trembling beneath the attentions of her two lovers.
Never had she hit this level of eroticism or arousal without climaxing.
She
was being played like a Stradivarius violin beneath the hands of two master
musicians and responding wildly to each subtle touch.
How
long she enjoyed it, she couldn't have said. Eons or minutes…time became an
abstract concept.
And
soon the hunger began to build. The emptiness in her body became an ache, a
yearning for something to fill it, stretch it, thrust into it and push her
thighs wide. Her lips parted and she flicked out her tongue to moisten them as
her breath hitched in her throat.
A
part of her mind realized they'd built her arousal not only for her own
pleasure, but so that it would match theirs. So that she would desire them as
much as they desired her.
It
had worked.
She
sucked in air. "I need you. Both of you. Please…"
"We
know." Tyler blew gently on her most sensitive folds. "We want you
too."
"How--"
Her
question was cut short by a quick kiss from Logan. "Let us show you. Trust
us, Susannah."
"I
do." She looked at him, his hair mussed, his eyes reflecting the dim
light. So beautiful. As was Tyler, earring twinkling amongst the dark blond
silk strands, leaning on her thigh with his chin resting on her hipbone. Two
lovely animals, male to their eyebrows, ready to fuck her into heaven.
God,
Christmas had arrived ahead of schedule this year. And it had nothing to do
with Virginia or Santa. It had turned out to be one giant gift of sexual
awareness and she intended to enjoy it to the max.
She
let a slow gentle smile cross her lips. "I trust you. Show me."
The
almost feline pleasure in her expression nearly tipped Logan over the edge. He
loved foreplay and he was harder than steel against her skin. Her breasts were
sweet and full and when he suckled her swollen flesh into his mouth--well, it
was bliss, more bliss and an extra helping of bliss on the side.
She
responded to his touch, and to Tyler's as well. They had enough experience to
know that two mouths needed to do half as much arousing, and had perfected
their technique over the years.
It
was all paying off with this one amazing woman.
Logan
felt the shivering rigidity of her nipples as he tongued and sucked them. He
nipped delicately when Tyler was busy with her navel, then laved the tiny hurt
with soft strokes once Tyler went down on her again.
She
was moving a little, a sensual shift of her body that spoke volumes. Her
arousal wasn't in question, restraining her orgasm was. There was only so much
a body could take before the inevitable series of events took place. Nature had
designed it to be that way.
So
all Tyler and Logan could really do was postpone that event for as long as they
could. And hold on to their control while they were at it.
Logan
found himself thankful he wasn't ten years younger or he'd have come all over
her by now, just from the taste of her breasts and the scent of her pussy. He
wanted his turn there, but could wait for a while. They had all night and had
learned long ago that the best nights were those spent in leisurely exploration
and hours of play.
Why
rush into the madness of orgasm when there was so much fun to be derived from
extending the trip?
Sure,
his cock was hard and his balls taut with the need to ejaculate. But he wasn't
going to die from waiting a little longer.
Besides,
he knew what was going to happen--he was going to let her suck him. And that
was one of his greatest pleasures. There was nothing quite like a woman's lips
around his cock. He loved pussy and he loved fucking that pussy, but was quite
content when his partner went down on him. He was a man of simple tastes, he
supposed, but when it boiled