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What a dangerous way to think. Becca simultaneously lamented her natural state and embraced it, knowing that there was no going back now that Pandora's box had been opened for several years. She was set in her ways. She wouldn't change, not even for the millions of dollars she was probably set to inherit if some tragedy befell the women she loved.So embrace it. Live in the moment.She was lucky enough to be alive right here, right now, enjoying the erotic company of this married couple who had seen her, known her, and said, "Our family isn't complete without her."
As Caitlyn added another finger to the mix, Jane whispered in her ear, "You're doing such a great job, Becca. I think you deserve a reward, don't you?"
Becca nodded.
"Yes, she does," Caitlyn agreed as she curled her fingers inside of Becca, teasing her innermost spot. "I think our Becca should have all she can handle. What do you think, Jane?"
"I think we should fuck her until she can't see straight, darling. She deserves it."
“What do you think I’m doing right now?”
“I don’t see her coming, do you?”
Becca yelped in pleasure as Caitlyn’s thumb rolled over her girlfriend’s clit.Yes. Make me take it.
“How about now?”
“That’s not orgasming, that’s having a seizure.”
Caitlyn pulled her fingers out of Becca. Before anyone could ask why she stopped, Caitlyn invited Jane closer, offering her fingers to the woman now pulling her into an embrace.
All Becca could do was watch as Jane sucked Caitlyn’s fingers before kissing her harder than Becca pulled against her restraints.
“I’m going to put you up there next,” Jane muttered between kisses, barely audible enough for Becca to hear only two feet away. She helplessly stared at Jane pushing her hips against Caitlyn’s thighs, the other woman covering her wife’s throat with lipstick stains. “Just as soon as our Becca is done.”
“Not if I string you up first.”
Shut out, Becca yearned for one of them, either of them, to come back and touch her. Yet she said nothing as Caitlyn whimpered against Jane’s mouth and Jane smacked Caitlyn’s ass. They were in their own world. A fantasticallyhotworld.
“We are neglecting our girlfriend,” Jane warned Caitlyn as they continued to grope one another like it was their wedding night. “What kind of Mistresses are we if we don’t tend to her needs, Cait?”
“We were busy.”
Jane pulled Caitlyn’s sweaterdress up over her ass and snapped her underwear. “Let’s ask her what she wants.” She finally detached from her wife, addressing Becca for the first time since losing her mind to Caitlyn’s curvy body. “Who’s going to make you come first, my dear?” She blew a kiss against Becca’s lips, hand resting against her thigh. It didn’t take long for Jane’s finger to retread the trail Caitlyn’s had forged only a moment ago. “Our Caitlyn?” Her finger shot straight up into Becca. “Or me?”
“Fuck!” Becca’s gasp made both of her partners laugh in naughty amusement. They knew how to touch her. God, that much was true.
“That’s not an answer.” Caitlyn’s hand was under Becca’s chin, squeezing into her face as Jane continued to fuck her easily accessible pussy. “We want you to decide who is better at getting you off using nothing but their fingers.” She nuzzled Jane in the temple before grabbing her wrist and saying, “Maybe I should help you with that.”
“You think there’sroom,love?”
“This is Rebecca we’re talking about.” As Caitlyn’s hand wrapped around Becca’s face, forcing her to close her eyes while indulging in the hedonistic world that was her girlfriend’s touch, Becca was introduced to another finger fromanotherperson. “She’s got plenty of room. We love that about her!”
“You have such a beautiful way of insinuating a woman’s a slut, Cait.”
“Oh, because she is.” Caitlyn wrapped Becca’s hair around her hand. It only took a second for her to find a rhythm with Jane. One that wassureto destroy Becca from the inside out. “She’sourbottomless slut.”
The pressure was unbearable. Becca would have said so, but she was too busy being used, too busy being distracted by how much this actually turned her on. Fingerfucked by two women, one of whom was whispering in her ear how much of a good, well-behaving doll she was while the other kissed her.
I might come. Horror at it being so soon. Delight that it was so soon.
"Do you hear that?" Jane asked her wife. "That's the sound of our girl having the time of her life."
Becca wasn't going to argue. She was going to accept that these women knew her well, that they understood what she liked and when, and that she wanted to be treated like a ragdoll inthe bedroom. She had a safe word if she wanted out. For now, though, she would take all they had to give.
And then some.
"Go ahead, darling." Jane licked up the side of Becca's face before saying, "Make her come for us."
