40 - He Knows His Place, Part Nine #2
A small laugh—really just a heavy exhale of air through her nose—left Lillian’s body. She brought her hand up to Mia’s face to caress her cheek.
“Mia, you are so beyond perfect. I don’t even think you understand.”
“I don’t feel it,” Mia moaned softly, feeling like a dejected teenage girl whose crush just told her she was not pretty enough.
“Mia, I don’t even like woman like that. Yet, here I am wanting nothing more than to bury my face between your thighs and have you pulling on my hair while you scream my name,” Lillian mused, twirling a strand of Mia’s midnight hair between her fingers.
Mia blushed at the thought of what Lillian was implying. Then, completely out of character, Mia leaned over and crashed her lips against Lillian’s.
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Moaning…soft, quiet moaning. That was the first thing that the two gentlemen heard as they entered Ron’s house.
Ron placed a finger to his lip, indicating to Jon to keep quiet.
He motioned for Jon to remove his shoes while he did the same.
After gently placing their car keys on the counter, the two men snuck towards the living room.
Peering around the wall, they took in the scene unfolding on the sofa.
Both their wives sat, looking like heaven and hell together.
They were kissing one another with their hands buried in each other’s hair.
Jon could see that Lillian was pressing the back of Mia’s head, forcing their tongues to go deeper into one another’s mouths.
“Oh, that is so hot,” Jonathan whispered, unable to contain his excitement or his hard-on.
Ron shushed him, then motioned for them to move into the living room.
“Having fun there, ladies?” Ron mused, as he sat down in one of the two arm chairs that were facing the couch where their wives were perched. Jonathan slid into the next chair.
“We thought you would never join us.” A wicked smiled took over Lily’s face as she began to crawl towards Ron. Once she reached him, she pried his legs apart and ran her body up the straining bulge in his pants until their faces were inches apart.
Mia got up from her seat and walked towards Jonathan, so sexy that he was unable to peel his eyes off her even if he’d been paid to do so.
She took a seat on his lap, threw her arms around his neck, and gave him her most innocent smile.
Mia turned to see what Ron and Lillian were doing.
They were passionately making out, as though their lives were dependent upon them breathing in each other’s every last breath.
Mia looked down at Jonathan and bit her lip.
He mimicked the action, biting his own lip.
Jonathan wanted nothing more than to throw Mia down on the couch and make hard and passionate love to her.
He wanted to feel her squirm, as he ran his tongue up and down her pussy.
He wanted to hear that familiar sigh of relief as his dick filled her all the way up.
He wanted to feel her nibbling and licking his neck, as he pounded into her…
over and over again. He grew even harder at the thought that Mia was all his.
When today’s cuckold came to an end, their night would begin.
Mia felt Jon’s hard erection pressing against her ass, and a small smile began to slide over her face.
She lowered her lips to Jon’s ear, so the flesh was just touching the soft cartilage.
Jonathan waited in anticipation for Mia to nibble his ear.
She knew it was his soft spot. Instead, she said, “uh-uh-uh,” and, leaning back, she wagged her small finger in front of his face before climbing off his lap and walking over to Lillian.
Lillian felt Mia’s hand on the small of her back. It was time to get her tongue out of her husband’s throat and put it to better use. The two women smiled at one another and then walked hand-in-hand back over to the couch.
They sat down together on the couch and turned to face one another. Lillian reach her hand up to caress the side of Mia’s face. Mia leaned into the touch. And then the energy shifted from a soft-and-sweet electricity to one that was shocking and electrifying.
The look that Lillian and Mia shared in that moment was enough to power a city for thirty years. Mia slowly inched her face closer. Lillian inched closer, too. They moved closer and closer to one another until they were sucking in the same oxygen, and their lips were just brushing each other’s.
Lillian was the first to close the last bit of distance, so their lips finally connected. They slipped and slid all over one another’s lips before Mia ran her tongue across Lillian’s bottom lip. She was begging Lillian for access.
Lillian played hard to get for a couple seconds more before desire overcame her, and she opened her mouth to invite Mia’s tongue inside. Their tongues touched and battled for dominance. Their faces were so close to one another’s that they were appeared to be swallowing each other whole.
Mia’s hands slowly and rhythmically ran up and down Lillian’s arms, leaving goosebumps in their wake.
She dragged her finger nails up and down Lillian’s skin while trying to resist how much she wanted to feel Lillian.
Enjoying the painful pleasure that Mia was eliciting with her nails, Lillian moaned into Mia’s mouth.
Mia slowly detached her lips from Lillian’s to drag them down her jaw, licking slowly along her jaw bone.
Lillian’s eyes were slowly rolling back.
She had never been pleasured so slowly before in her life.
It was as though Mia was creating her with each lick.
Mia was the artist and Lillian was her blank canvas.
Slowly Mia dragged her lips past Lillian’s jawline and down to her neck.
She sucked on the soft skin there, nipping every two-seconds.
She sucked and nipped at the skin, turning it more and more purple with each passing second.
Then Mia licked a long stripe from Lillian’s neck all the way down her chest until she reached one of her nipples.
Looking up into Lillian’s eyes, Mia slowly pulled the straps of her black lace bra down her arms and let the fabric pool just under her full breasts.
Breathing out on her nipples caused them to stand at attention.
Ever-so-slowly, Mia’s mouth closed over Lillian’s nipple, and she began to suck on it.
Lillian’s hand came up behind Mia’s head to hold her close to the bud and to stop her from escaping the pleasure she was causing.
Mia brought her other hand up to Lillian’s other nipple to knead it between two of her fingers.
Slowly, Mia’s hand left Lillian’s breast to make its way down Lillian’s body, trickling over her lower abdomen and then slowly slipping past her lace panties.
Lillian breathed out heavily as Mia’s cold hands touched her pussy.
Mia slowly rubbed her bundle of nerves, flicking it slowly and gently rubbing over it.
Lillian couldn’t contain the pleasure she felt at that moment.
Mia simultaneously flicked Lillian’s nipple with her tongue and her clit with her fingers.
“Right there, Mia baby,” Lillian moaned, wanting Mia to know exactly how good she was making her feel. She moved her hips against Mia’s hand, doubling the friction and making the pleasure that much more heightened.
Wanting to make Mia feel as good as she was making Lillian feel, Lillian began to pull away from Mia. The two separated for a brief moment to remove every bit of their lingerie until they both sat naked and wet for one another.
The two made eye contact for a split second before Lillian grabbed Mia by the legs and pulled her down the couch until her back rested on the cold leather. With her ass perked up in the air, Lillian brought her face down towards Mia’s pussy to blow light air on it.
Lillian watched as Mia arched her back at the cool sensation, then Lillian dragged her tongue across Mia’s spread thighs and sucked on the flesh.
She kissed all around the place where Mia needed her most. Her tongue dragged down Mia’s navel, causing goosebumps to pop up and taint the skin.
After the third time that Mia bucked her hips towards Lillian’s face, Lillian placed her flat tongue against Mia’s clit.
At that one action, Mia’s entire body convulsed.
She felt pleasure shoot into every single one of her toes and fingers.
This was enough encouragement for Lillian.
She licked up and down Mia’s pussy, pausing to suck the clit in between her lips, which caused Mia to buck upwards every time without fail.
Mia was on cloud nine. The feel of Lillian’s cold lips against her warm pussy was electrifying. Mia could not stop moaning.
Lillian was intoxicated by the smell and taste of Mia’s womanhood. She never wanted to taste anything but Mia’s sweet yet salty flavor. She felt like silk against Lillian’s lips and, with every drag of her tongue down Mia’s pussy, Mia bucked into Lillian’s face which gave Lillian an idea.
Lillian hovered above Mia, allowing her to breathe a little after what she had just experienced and then she pressed her lips to Mia’s to allow her to taste herself.
Still in a daze from the absolute euphoria, Mia kissed her back lazily.
What Mia had been told about women being better at pleasuring other women was true.
Lillian knew exactly where to place her tongue and at exactly what times to suck and nibble.
If she had carried on for just a minute longer, Mia was sure that she was going to cum.
“Sit on my face,” Lillian mumbled against Mia’s lips. It took Mia a second to register what exactly it was that Lillian was telling her to do, but once she did, all she could do was nod shyly.