“I understand,” Marla said, slowly.
“I’d like to break the ice, Marla,” Kristen said, looking at me.
“Break the ice?” Marla and I both voiced the same question at the same time. Neither one of us knew what Kristen was up to.
Kristen nodded her answer, and turned to Lynette. “Pussy Slave, I want you to give Cunt Whore an orgasm using only your tongue. If it takes more than three minutes, you will get ten spankings for every minute additional that you take!”
Lynette looked surprised. I think she figured that her role was to fade into the background with Marla around, but Kristen showed her otherwise.
Marla gasped as Lynette raced between June’s legs, spreading them as she knelt between them. Without any hesitation, she started licking June furiously.
June was surprised as well, and looked nervously between Marla and me. I shrugged, not knowing what Kristen’s game was. I decided that Kristen was demonstrating that Lynette, at least, was really a slave.
I knew from experience that June wasn’t an easy person to get to ecstasy. Her orgasms took a while to build up, at least her first one. Once she got to that point, however, she found it easy to get off again. Three minutes was a terrible deadline to give Lynette.
In addition, up until now, June hadn’t participated in any of the girl-on-girl activity. Of course, she witnessed first hand Lynette and Kristen playing together, and didn’t seem put off by it, but I believe that this was a first for her.
June didn’t seem terribly worried about Lynette’s activity, so I decided to let Kristen continue what she was doing. I wasn’t entirely sure about her motives, but I knew that if she crossed a line with June, I’d notice it and would do everything to prevent that from happening.
Lynette, for her part, was determined.
As I said, this was the first time I ever saw June receive oral attentions from Lynette. June’s eyes were lidded and there was a slight smile on her face as Lynette got busy. It only took about a minute before the first of her moans started to emerge from her lips.
I glanced at Marla, who was staring transfixed with her mouth slightly open at Lynette’s and June’s lewd display.
“F… F… F…” June was trying to keep herself under control as Lynette kept up her attack. June’s fists were clenched tightly as she struggled. “F… F… FUCK!” June finally shouted.
I never saw June in the throes of orgasm from a distance before.
Marla seemed shocked at June’s vocal cries of passion.
“FUCK! FUCK ME, LYNETTE!” June shouted, momentarily forgetting Lynette’s role as Pussy Slave.
June’s face moved left and right as she started to reach her peak. “OH SHIT!” June shouted as we realized that Lynette achieved her goal. “OH! OH MY FUCKING GOD!”
“MMMMMMMPPPPPPHHHHHHH!” June cried, losing her vocal abilities as her orgasm inundated her body.
I couldn’t see exactly what Lynette was doing, but from June’s reactions, it appeared that she was easing off, as June was now simply moaning with her legs wrapped tightly around Lynette’s shoulders.
“Oh, my,” Marla said softly, surprising me.
Kristen said, “I just wanted you to know that it’s one thing to hear or to fantasize about the things we do, and it’s another thing to participate in it.”
Marla nodded in response, still staring in fascination at Lynette and June, who seemed to be winding down their passionate moment together.
“Marla?” I called.
“Huh?”
“Marla?” I repeated, trying to get her attention.
“Yeah?”
“Did you hear Kristen?” I asked. “Do you really want this?”
“Um…”
“Think about it, Marla,” I said gently. “Do you know why those two girls just did this in front of you… a complete stranger?”
“Um…” Marla tried to look at me, but I could tell that her mind was still on what she just witnessed.
I looked at Kristen and shrugged. Kristen shrugged back.
Lynette gave June’s crotch a very loud kiss and pulled away forcefully, unwrapping June’s legs from her body. As she turned to us, it was obvious that her face was soaked from June’s copious secretions.
“May I?” I asked Lynette.
Lynette smiled at me, and moved over to where I was sitting. I kissed her and proceeded to slowly lick June’s love juice from Lynette’s face. It took about a minute, after which the two of us kissed deeply.
“You kiss divinely,” Lynette said with a sigh once we broke our kiss.
“That’s my Oogie!” Kristen said, proudly.
“Oh, my,” Marla breathed.
Lynette looked at Marla and then back at me with a questioning look on her face. I gave her a brief shake of the head; I didn’t know how far Marla wanted to go, despite the fact that she said she wanted to lose her virginity tonight. Instead, Lynette moved to Kristen and the two women kissed and fondled each other.
“Oh, my,” Marla repeated.
“Welcome to the Emerald City,” I said to Marla.
“And I thought they were just stories,” Marla said.
I smirked. “Famous last words.”
In the end, Marla chickened out to my relief. I think Kristen intended this. She slept with the two of us, but we mostly cuddled, although I fingered her to a couple of orgasms.
Kristen tried to get Marla to give me a hand job and aim for her mouth, but I really think the presence of Kristen with Marla and I made her reticent.
Kristen was good natured about it, though, and positioned herself so that I was in the middle of the bed. After Marla’s steady breathing indicated she was asleep, Kristen got her fix of my seed by blowing me quietly. It was one of her lovely leisurely sucks, and after I shot my load into her mouth, I drifted off into a sweet slumber.
I woke up, spooned against Marla, since she was on the side of the bed Kristen normally used. At first, I thought I was with my blonde Goddess, and I rubbed my dick against her ass.
When Marla stiffened, I realized something was different. Normally, that was a cue for Kristen to reach behind and start a hand job. Instead, Marla gasped as she felt my erection close to her back door.
I think that Marla’s fantasies about our “den of iniquity” and from the wanton display that Lynette and June put on the previous night, Marla apparently thought that I was going to take her anally.
Of course, I had no such intentions, but Marla reacted just the same. “Um…”
“Ssh, Marla,” I said, soothingly. “You were on the side of the bed that Kristen normally uses. I wasn’t quite awake and thought you were her. You are quite safe, OK?”
Marla giggled. “I was afraid…”
“Don’t be afraid. You are cuddly, though.”
Marla reacted to that by wiggling her ass against my very erect cock.
I felt Kristen stir behind be, and wondered what she would think if I mistook Marla for her. “You’re cute when you’re embarrassed, Oogie,” Kristen whispered in my ear, letting me know that she heard the conversation between Marla and me.
In for a penny, in for a pound, I figured, and I started moving my cock up and down Marla’s ass crack. Marla moaned quietly in response.
Kristen now had her tongue in my ear, and she was driving me crazy. If I knew how much that this would drive a person crazy, I wouldn’t have done it with so many girls in the past. As it was, I was getting extremely horny with Kristen blowing into my ear as she licked on my lobe.
My erection wasn’t getting too much relief.
Marla turned her head toward me. “Can I suck you, or will Kristen mind?”
Kristen snickered quietly into my ear as she heard Marla’s request.