Chapter 13 #3
I probably should have done it in a more polite way, a more mannered way, but after all of this, I think Morrigan knew she was dealing with a caged animal, and she had just opened the lock.
I lunged my head forward, licking her fingers greedily, my tongue nestling into the space between them, where the most milky wetness had gathered.
I am fully sure I looked absolutely insane with desire as I licked, but my senses were so stretched and warped at this point that I wasn’t concerned with decorum.
Morrigan giggled at my fervent display, her eyes tracking the tip of my tongue as it slid up her long fingers and back down.
“Oh, Emma, what will we ever do with you?” Morrigan said, my tongue not stopping for a moment.
“Well, I do have an idea of what we can do with you right now…we can give you the reward you’ve earned for being such a good, pliant girl.
” Morrigan turned her head to Wendy, who I almost forgot was right next to me this whole time.
“Wendy, since Emma was so obedient with her mouth, I’d like you to be obedient with yours.
Eat Emma’s pussy until she comes, and do not hold back. ”
Wendy dropped to her knees so quickly, I was almost concerned…I mean, she’s almost forty years old, and she was diving into this with the abandon of a college student. But that was exactly what I expected, and loved, from Wendy.
Plus, any apprehensions or worries I had for her safety were instantly dissolved when I felt her head slip under my dress, and my worries about anything in the world whatsoever left my mind the moment I felt Wendy’s warm, slick tongue lick at my begging cunt.
As Wendy licked at me with the expertise that could only come from doing this to me a thousand times before, Morrigan pushed her fingers into my mouth, overwhelming my senses in another way.
“You have passed my test, Emma. I am giving you permission to speak again.” Morrigan said, the irony of the moment being that she was crowding my mouth with her fingers, making speaking impossible.
But it wasn’t impossible to hum, to moan, for my throat to rumble as I beared down on Wendy’s face, her short frame making it easy for her to get below me, which let her nestle the tip of her tongue inside of me.
I let out primal, elemental sounds, these two women so devoted to pleasuring me to my limits and doing so with ease, and tried to show them how much I appreciated the attention.
“Come for me, Emma. Show me how good Wendy’s tongue feels.” Morrigan smirked.
And then, given permission, I didn’t let myself hold it in any longer.
I felt my jaw tightening, and somehow found a moment of safety and foresight to grasp at Morrigan’s wrist, pulling her hand out of my mouth. I held it there, my eyes closed, feeling the stir of an orgasm so powerful I didn’t know how much control I would have over my body when it washed over it.
“Sorry…safety…fuck…first…I’d bite your hand off if I came…
”, but my explanation was cut short as that fabled orgasm erupted from my core, every bit of my being tuned to a symphony that played across all of my senses.
I felt every hair on my body stand on end, the movement of Wendy’s mouth undoing me.
It was one of those orgasms that is so good, your body can’t even fully capture it, so it just gives up trying. I felt the wave of warm pleasure hit me, and then it was like I was floating in a void, not a single care, weightless and uncomplicated.
God, I was getting to be like Vi, all mushy and poetic about mind-blowing sex. I guess it wasn’t the worst thing to pick up from her.
I re-entered reality, feeling the weight of my pussy pressing down on Wendy’s chin. She probably would have kept licking at me if I let her, but I had reached my limit. I leaned back, putting my weight against the wall, giving her space to part with me.
“Fuck…oh my…fuck…” I said, overwhelmed and flustered. “Holy shit.”
“Wow…” Brenda said, Morrigan gone now and the calm kindness of her real personality returning. “How was that?”
As Wendy pulled away, my body was so limp and spent that I instantly slumped forward into Brenda’s arms, my chin resting on her shoulder. “That was…” my chest heaved, the exhaustion setting in.
“I think she actually might be speechless.” Wendy nuzzled me and wrapped her arms around both me and Brenda. Her face was absolutely soaking wet with what I’d done to her, but I didn’t hesitate for a second to embrace her and kiss her cheek.
“I am…fuck, I love you two…”
“That’s quite clear…” Brenda giggled. She held me close for a moment and then pushed away slightly.
“I think you need some hydration and to take a breather my dear, and that’s not something I’ll give you an option on.
” She kissed me on my forehead, and then did it again for good measure.
“Wendy, please escort our guest to the living room, she has a long night ahead of her, and I was in the process of making dinner before…other things took my attention.” Brenda smirked, turning and sauntering away.
“You got her to do the cooking tonight?” I said.
Wendy wrapped her arm around my back, guiding me on my shaky legs down the hallway, toward the main living room. “I know, she’s in a giving mood,” She said, her own balance thrown off by our activities, “consider yourself lucky.”
“Every single day…” I said, pulling Wendy closer as she guided me to much-needed comfort and relaxation.