Chapter 7 #2
"Yeah, Kim loves eating pussy…just to make things crystal clear." Vi smirked. She pressed her hand against my pussy, and even through my pants it made me feel incredible.
I hummed happily, pressing my pussy into Vi's hand and kissing her neck, breathing in. The stats could wait, because I needed to fuck someone right now.
"Think Kim will let me sit on her face after she's done blowing Brenda's mind?" I said, allowing Vi to play with me. I pinched Vi's nipple through her shirt, tugging at the piercing, making her feel the tinge of pain that I knew she loved.
"You…mmm…can only ask, but I'd like to see that happen…" Vi moaned, watching the other two women having sex right in front of us, getting so much more intimate and closer by the moment.
"Yes you better sit on my fucking face, Emma, so I can thank you for being a genius…" Kim said with a laugh, then grabbed Brenda's thighs, pushing her upward, almost lifting her off of the couch.
"Jesus!" Brenda yelped, feeling the force Kim was applying to her body, a giddy look on her face at Kim's power and passion. "You are goddamn strong."
"Kim could probably dead-lift you right now while not missing single moment of eating your pussy…" I said, craving an almost irresponsible show of acrobatics.
"Really?" Brenda said, a look of glee in her face.
Kim pulled back, smiling at her. "Want to see?"
"I know I should say no, but…absolutely." Brenda shouted.
I was not going to stop them…no chance of that.
Kim's arm muscles strained as she lifted Brenda's lower body completely off the couch.
Brenda grabbed at Kim's head for balance as Kim lifted her up from the couch, and when she came to a standing position, Brenda's back was almost pressed to the ceiling.
It was truly an astonishing thing to behold.
"Oh my god!!!!" Brenda marveled, keeping one hand on Kim's head, pressing the other to the ceiling. "I didn't know how much I needed a fucking muscle mommy in my life…"
Kim pressed her face back into Brenda's pussy and let Brenda get as lost in the experience as possible.
"You are fucking…unbelievable…" Brenda gasped, holding herself up as much as she could as she came hard against Kim's face.
After about another thirty seconds of the most intense pussy eating I've ever seen, Kim knelt down to gently place Brenda back onto the couch, her body loose and beyond pleasured.
Kim turned to Vi and me, I'm sure noting the awe on our faces. "Alright, who am I eating out next, because I'm going to get everyone in this goddamn apartment off tonight." Kim said, her face still glistening with Brenda's wetness.
It was really something to see the drive and hunger of a CEO being applied to relentlessly pleasuring the people around her, but I wouldn't have wanted it any other way, especially when the person doing it was as sweet and sexy as Kim.
"I love you, Kim…" Vi said, getting to her feet, making it very obvious who was next for Kim.
Kim smiled up at Vi and stood up to meet her. She kissed Kim, their tongues wet and sliding against each other. Vi grabbed Kim's ass with both of her hands as hard as she could. Since she had reconnected with Kim, Vi was obsessed with her, and I loved seeing that obsession play out.
"But…" Vi pulled back, holding Kim. "Our genius Emma definitely deserves the first ride."
I smiled, both at the genius line and at the fact that Vi knew I wanted it so badly.
I stood up from the couch and pulled off my sweatpants, then felt just how almost unbearably wet I was as I approached Kim, who was already preparing herself to pleasure me, laying a pillow under her head before relaxing into position.
"You ready?" I said, feeling strangely powerful standing over Kim, even though she was so much more of a physical presence than I was.
"Always…and I can tell you need it, Em." Kim smirked, looking at how clearly turned on I was.
"You really want to know what I need right now, Kim?" I said, sliding my foot over her breast and across her shoulder, until my foot was planted against the side of her face. "I need you to be my little slut…can you do that?"
"Oh, fuck…Domme Emma is here…" Kim chuckled.
I pressed my foot harder down on her chin, changing my demeanor, transforming. "I'm not fucking joking."
Kim gulped and nodded, then kissed the underside of my foot, acquiescing, surrendering. I pushed my toe into her mouth, which Kim met with a smile. "Suck it." I said with a sneer.
She obliged, sucking on my toe, giving me the power. I wasn't even really into feet stuff that often, but having her down there, doing that, made me feel more powerful than anything else could have in the moment.
"Good girl. But I don’t want to sit on your face, I want you to work for it.
” I sat down against the couch and spread my legs while leaning back.
It was a power move for sure, but a power move that I think Kim probably appreciated.
I was going to get my pussy eaten by a face that had been on the cover of Fortune Magazine. "Now can you show me you love me?"
"Mmmhmmm…" Kim said, sitting up and crawling on her hands and knees over to me. She leaned forward and licked, her eagerness very clear even though she’d been through a lot tonight already.
"You like that little vibe I designed that's still in your cunt, don't you?" I said, grinding myself against her.
She nodded, saying something that was obscured her face being pressed against me. I reached up and rubbed my tits, looking down at Kim, her face so determined to give me pleasure.
"Vi, Brenda, why the fuck am I playing with my own tits right now? Should this be my responsibility?” I said, the power surging in me.
Alright, the triumph of knowing my gadget was as good as I knew it was fueled some of this, but sometimes I really did just want to feel like an absolute goddess.
I probably just saved Kim's career, Vi's career… and tributes were due.
"Shit, sorry Emma…" Brenda said, stepping over to me. She knelt down, and Vi came over to me as well, my loyal subjects.
"Don't be…sorry…You two figure out how to take off my shirt and bra in a way that won't make me disconnect my pussy from Kim’s mouth…and do it quickly." I snapped.
Vi slid her hands along my back, pulling my shirt up gently, trailing her nails along my ribs. I lifted my arms to make it easier for her, because I wanted to be naked more than I wanted to be dominant right now.
Brenda kissed my stomach, moving her hand slowly to the bottom hem of my bra.
She deftly undid the clasp, her movements confident and quick.
She then pulled the bra away from my chest and began lavishing the side of my breast in kisses, making my nipples pucker and harden more than they already were.
"You little sluts know how to please your Mistress…" I said, relishing in the moment and the understanding that I currently had three women whose entire energy was devoted to giving me pleasure.
"It's a good thing we all want to please you." Brenda said, sliding her fingers across my chest as she made her way to my other breast and gave it the same attention she'd given my other breast.
"Both of you look at Kim, look at how quietly she's doing this…watch her devotion to my pussy…she’s so dutiful when she does it.” I lowered down harder, rubbing myself a little against Kim's chin.
"Is my pussy the sweetest thing you've ever tasted, Kim?" I growled, knowing that challenging Kim turned her on.
Kim licked up and down along my slit, pushing into the soft flesh, a move that made me press harder against her face, my body needing her more and more.
She angled her chin up to buy herself some room, and I ground my clit against her nose, denying her the comfort.
I reached down and grabbed at her hair, Vi and Brenda holding me up.
"Answer me, Kim, I don't care if you have a mouthful of pussy, I want to hear it…" I said.
Kim nodded and moaned something that sounded like agreement, but it felt too good to interrogate her more.
I allowed myself a smile, let the mask of performative bitchiness slip. "You love it…and you know what? You're even going to love it when I squirt all over your pretty face and your expensive makeup…" I said.
"You think you really can?" Vi said, giggling to me in a whisper, for some reason breaking character even though I hadn't given her permission.
"You better make sure she makes it happen…" I said.
In truth, getting me to squirt was a tall order.
All the other women in our little friend group seemed to do it with abandon, but maybe it was just my overthinking self, or something else about my wonderfully complicated brain that made it almost impossible to do unless I was masturbating, and even then, it was tough to make happen.
But, right now, that was the problem of the three other women in this room, not me.
"Kim…push your tongue up and pull upward, like you're licking ice cream.
" Brenda offered. And I knew Kim should listen, since Brenda was able to generate a waterworks from Wendy's pussy almost any time she wanted it.
"You can make this happen, darling…we want Mistress Emma to be pleased to the degree she expects. "
"Fuck…" I shuddered as Kim switched up her tongue technique.
"Em, your nipples are so hard…" Brenda said, latching her lips onto my right nipple.
"Maybe you should fucking bite them, pet…" I jabbed at Brenda with a name she called me long ago, but now the tables were turned.
Brenda did just as she was asked and bit my nipple gently, tugging it as I held Kim's head down between my legs. Kim did not waver for one second, and she didn't need to.
"Brenda, you know you can go harder than that, why are you being shy? If you're holding back on me, I will slap your ass until it's five shades of purple." I said.