Andel, Chase & Dee [Anthology] Three

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as Rachel held up a leather harness with a lethal-looking dildo attached. The thing was
thick, long, black like the harness and studded with little tabs for texture. Where the hell
did you even get it, and why?
Remember that guy Dirk I dated for a while?
Derek. His name was Derek.
Right. Anyway, this was Derek s idea. He seemed to love it and, let me tell you, it
does amazing things to your clit when you use it.
So this has been in Derek s ass, and now you want it in your & just where exactly
do you want it, Rachel? Front or back door?
I cleaned it. And my pussy, please. I hoped Michael would take the back door
action.
Melissa ran her hand through her hair. How long have you been waiting to act out
these fantasies? Your brain hasn t stopped spinning them all weekend.
Holy Mother of God, this is hot, Michael said. If I d known American girls were
as wild as you, I d have moved here years ago.
Oh, it s not all of us. Just Rachel.
Come on, baby. Strip down and put it on. Rachel extended the hand with the strap-
on toward Melissa. Michael here will come just from seeing it on you, I bet.
How could she have any shame or shyness left after everything she d gone through
yesterday? Fine. Whatever. Melissa stripped off her clothes and took the harness from
Rachel. How exactly& ?
Here. Let me help you put it on. Rachel showed her how to position it, buckled the
contraption in place, then stood back to regard her friend. Wow. That s&
Hot, Michael finished. Extremely. His gaze was riveted on Rachel s groin, and
the bulge in his pants showed his arousal.
Melissa looked down at the massive erection jutting from between her thighs and felt
more ludicrous than sexy. Really? She swayed her hips back and forth, feeling the
weight of the thing and the pressure against her clit that moving it engendered. A glow of
warmth spread from the point of contact.
Oh, yeah. Michael pulled Rachel back against him and reached around to unfasten
her shirt. Pushing back her hair, he kissed her neck, while he freed her from her blouse
and bra.
Melissa moved to Rachel s front and unfastened her skirt, letting it drop to the floor.
Beneath she wore a scrap of pale pink thong that barely covered anything. Hooking her
finger under the elastic waistband, Melissa pulled it away from Rachel s toned flesh and
let it go with a snap. Why bother? she asked, snorting at the inadequate size of the
undergarment. Might as well go commando.
Because it feels so good riding up my ass crack. Besides, it looks sexy.
Michael peered over her shoulder at the lacy thong. True.
Crouching, Melissa pulled the thong down Rachel s long, smooth legs and tossed it
aside. Her friend s nearly hairless pussy confronted her, the pink bud of her clit just
poking out from the plump folds. What would it taste like? That was one thing she hadn t
experienced yet this weekend, and after today, she might not have another chance.
Melissa grasped Rachel s jutting hipbones and leaned in to brush her tongue lightly up
the seam of her sex. Glancing up, she met Rachel s avid gaze.
Pulling back the folds, Melissa again licked the length of her pussy, feeling slippery
moisture on her tongue. It tasted musky and salty, a dark, secret flavor. She twirled her
tongue around the erect bud, teasing it. Above her, Rachel moaned.
Melissa s own crotch grew wet, her clit pulsing against the strap-on device. She
knew exactly what Rachel was feeling and how to give her what she needed. Bending to
the task, she lapped over and over the little button of nerve endings, while Rachel thrust
gently against her mouth.
She looked up again to see Michael kissing the side of Rachel s neck and shoulder,
but mostly watching Melissa work. His eyes had deepened to indigo at the arousing sight.
Melissa took a break from the clit to explore deeper. She spread Rachel s labia even
further and delved her tongue as deep as she could reach into her hot, wet channel. The
folds of flesh were soft and slippery on her tongue, the taste strong and primal. Her
breasts and crotch tingled in reaction to the sensations and the sound of Rachel s soft
whimpers. She felt as powerful as she had when giving Michael a blow job. There was
something so satisfying about having a person vulnerable and desperate for her touch.
Moving her mouth back up to Rachel s clit, she lapped over it a few more times then
stopped. She didn t want Rachel to come, yet. Melissa rose and faced her, the big, black
dildo an awkward presence between them. It poked at Rachel s belly, and Melissa felt it
on her clit. A little thrill went through her as she imagined thrusting it into Rachel s
yawning chasm, filling her and possessing her like a man would.
Her eyes met Michael s over Rachel s shoulder. He licked his lips hungrily. Melissa
thought of Derek, for whom Rachel had bought the strap-on, and suddenly pictured
Michael bent over, ass in the air. She imagined herself pressing her fingers in and out of
his puckered anus, stretching and lubing it, then positioning her fake cock at his entrance
and pushing inside. Another shiver of lust went through her at the brief fantasy. The role
reversal would be so perverse and steamy hot as she grabbed Michael s hips and thrust in
and out, his groans resounding in her ears.
She dragged her attention back to Rachel, who waited before her, pink lips parted
and eyes wide and dilated. Melissa stroked a hand down the side of her face and bent to
kiss her, drawing those soft lips into her mouth and testing them with her tongue. Rachel
tasted like maple syrup from the pancakes mingled with the savory spice of the omelet.
She was breakfast all over again.
Melissa suddenly realized the show was hers today. The others were waiting for her [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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