Chapter 9 #2
“Told you…” Hinako’s voice rung out, melodic and playful.
I turned back toward the hallway, opening my legs more to allow Monica more access. Vi and Hinako were standing at the entrance to the living room, looking at the scene of me and Monica.
“No…” Vi said, sauntering in. “You said she’d be eating Emma out already, and she’s not quite there yet.” She cracked a smile, looking down at me.
“S…sorry.” Monica said, seeming sheepish now.
I’d told her everything about the relationship between Vi and me, how it was just as open as what her and Hinako had, but even when you’ve had years of experience in polyamory, that moment of ‘am I allowed to be doing this with this person’ can crop up from time to time.
“What the hell are you sorry about?” Vi said, sitting down on the couch that was just a few feet away from us. “Don’t think you have to apologize for having your fingers inside my girlfriend…I know how good she feels, and how much she likes it. Right, Em?”
I gulped and nodded.
“I…psyche myself out sometimes.” Monica said, sort of stunned. Mind you, during all of this, she still has her fingers buried in me.
“Do you two mind if Vi and I watch? We were going to run down to the grocery, but overpriced cheese plates and Prosecco can wait when we have such a spectacular show in front of us.” Hinako sat down next to Vi, wrapping her arm around my girlfriend, their closeness already growing.
Vi seemed to have that effect on women. So did Hinako.
“I don’t mind…” I said, kissing Monica’s nose and bearing my hips down on her hand, giving myself an extra dose of pressure. “What about you?”
“As long as I get a normal introduction to the wonderful Vi also.” Monica grinned.
“I’m an open book…a lovely open book, Monica. Happy to do introductions after you’re done making my girlfriend come.” Vi said.
“I can see why you like her…” Monica buried her head into my chest, the scent of her shampoo making my head spin.
“Yeah, she’s not bad, I guess…” I shot a loving but sarcastic look over at Vi, who was very used to such looks. “You want to get on the floor, Monica?”
Monica nodded, pulling her hand away from me, her fingers slick with my wetness, shaking slightly. “This really escalated.” Monica giggled.
“That it did.” I stood up and reached my hands out to give Monica something to grab onto to dismount her wheelchair.
“You need help, babe?” Hinako said. She had a lock of Vi’s hair wrapped around her finger, twisting the pink strand tightly.
“Em knows how this goes…I think we’re good.
” Monica grinned. She unlocked the wheelchair and tilted forward, then reached out and braced herself with her hands wrapped tightly around mine.
She used her other hand to knock the wheelchair backwards, getting a couple feet of distance between her and the chair.
Then, in a ballet that we had seemed to perfect a decade ago, I helped Monica descend safely, her body curling down onto the floor, the whole thing just as smooth as it was all that time ago.
Once Monica was lying on her back, she tilted her head down and looked at me. “Now, Em, sit on my face.”
Well, this was new.
“You sure?” I said, not wanting to turn it down, obviously, but Monica had never been anywhere near comfortable with something that could restrict her so much back when we were dating.
“Once my lovely wife throws me a pillow to cradle my neck…” Monica said, staring at me, “and as soon as my lovely friend treats me like a princess and puts it under my neck…yeah, I want you to sit on my fucking face, Em.” This was a very new side of Monica, but I didn’t mind it showing up at all.
“You can thank me later for teaching Monica the wonders of having her face smothered, Emma.” Hinako said, her lips pursed, a delicious and devious look on her face. She grabbed a small pillow from the couch and tossed it to me.
“We’ve found that my neck thing was more about pulling against my spine, so, if you isolate the neck and leave everything else to relax…well, a woman can sit on my face and I can discover just how much I like pleasing her from that angle.”
“Damn…” I looked at Hinako and then back at Monica. “I think I’m really going to appreciate how dedicated you two are to figuring this out.” I fluffed the pillow in my hands and knelt down next to Monica. “Alright princess…” I said with a cheeky tone. “Head up.”
Monica raised her head a bit, and I slid the pillow under it, gently tucking her hair back so that it wouldn’t get caught under the pillow.
“Good?” I said.
“Perfect…” Monica replied with a grin. “Well, do you want me to eat your pussy or not?” Monica giving me a hard side-eye.
“You make a compelling case.” I said. I stood up and shuffled my pants down my legs, stepping out of them, then removed my shirt.
It had a built-in bra, so, thanks to my prediction that I would be fucking Monica or Hinako within ten minutes of arriving, my quick change from clothed to absolutely naked happened within seconds.
Before I stepped over to Monica, I looked at Vi and Hinako, comfortable on the couch. “You two get as comfortable as you want too, ok?”
“Oh, Em…” Hinako said, grabbing the back of Vi’s head. “Your girlfriend is going to be eating me out before you and Monica are done, don’t worry.”
“I am now?” Vi said, a bratty pout on her face.
“I imagine you’ll have your tongue in me within the next thirty seconds, princess.
” Hinako said. The hard-edged domme style of Hinako was hard for anyone to resist, but because she basically taught me everything I knew about how to domme, and Vi already regularly lost it when I did it to her, I knew she’d have no resistance to Hinako’s charms.
When Vi’s hand shot over to Hinako’s lap and grasped her thigh, I knew she was already completely ensnared.
“God…damn you’re good…” Vi giggled, then leaned in to kiss Hinako…
the kissing then turned into full-on making out, and I was confident I didn’t need to worry about Vi being entertained during this any longer.
I walked a couple steps over to Monica, who was waiting patiently on the floor, her eyes starry and eager. I stepped over her head, so that I was towering over her, giving her an exquisite view of my pussy.
“My girlfriend’s about to eat your wife’s pussy, how does that make you feel, Monica?”
Monica settled her shoulders against the floor, then squeezed her tits, the moment and the energy overwhelming her. “You want me to say something witty, Em, but I really just want to eat you out so fucking bad.” Monica laughed.
“Hinako…” I knelt down, my knees prickling on the floor mats. “Your wife needs to be taught some lessons on theatrics.” I said.
“I think she’s probably just as eager as your little pet here, Emma…” Hinako said.
I looked over and saw that in the few seconds it had taken for me to get in position, Vi was already on her knees in front of Hinako, her pink hair swishing against Hinako’s naked almond-colored thighs as she mapped a road to eating her pussy.
“Seems like we’ll both need to tame some subs during Mistress Emma’s stay here, won’t we?” I said. I lowered myself down onto Monica’s face and felt her tongue slide into me, loosening my spine and relaxing my entire body with a single lick.
I got lost in the moment, and it felt like I was back in college again, in Monica’s dorm, our tentative exploration of each other's bodies growing more bold as we grew closer. Well, back then we never got to face sitting, but I’m glad people can grow and change.
I gasped as Monica dragged her nails down the sides of my hips, surely leaving faint red streaks behind. Temporary branding.
“Yes, Vi…don’t I taste good? Don’t I taste divine?
” Hinako said. I looked over to see her lying back on the couch, her long hair flowing across the cushions, her body looking like it was poured out.
Vi’s head bobbed in Hinako’s lap, my girlfriend with it enough to realize that verbally responding to Hinako would only earn scorn, and that it was better to assert her agreement with her tongue in other ways.
“You picked a good one, Emma…” Hinako’s eyes shot open and met my gaze, like she knew I’d be staring at her… and she was right.
“So did you.” I said, reaching down and gently running my hand through Monica’s hair. “She’s about to get me off in no time, she’s so good at eating a pussy she hasn’t had the luxury of tasting in years.”
I placed my hand on my stomach, feeling myself tighten. The rush of doing this with Monica again, the joy of seeing Vi so ready to give Hinako pleasure, it was too intense for me to try to extend things further without releasing.
“I’m…fuckkk…” I said, the warmth radiating through my body, Monica’s breath hot on my thighs, her tongue and lips intertwining with me. “I’m coming…”