Tara reacted by moaning, arching her chest forward and leaning her head back. Violet felt the woman’s hands on her shoulders. After giving equal attention to each breast, Violet lifted her head, watching Tara’s face. When Tara opened her eyes, Violet saw delight. The women smiled at one another, and what Tara said next further excited her.
“I want to go down on you.”
Violet’s nipples pebbled and her pussy tightened at those words. She gave her consent by moving to lie back on the bed. As she moved, she noticed Max rubbing his crotch, an intense look on his face. He must be okay with this, as he made no move to intervene.
Violet lay there, feeling the bed shift as Tara moved next to her, a creamy strawberry in one hand, and the chocolate sauce in the other. She leaned over Violet, bringing the berry to her mouth, and as Violet took a bite, juice ran from her lip, making its way down her cheek. Tara licked Violet’s face, cheek to lip, stopping short of kissing her. Tara drew back, hovering, and took the rest of the berry in her own mouth, finishing it off. Violet reached out to frame Tara’s face, bringing it closer. While Tara braced herself with her hand on the bed, Violet brought their lips together in a tentative, exploratory kiss. They gently nipped and sucked, tongue and teeth engaging in the act.
Tara was first to draw back, smiling down at her. With the chocolate sauce still in hand, Tara shimmied down the bed, spreading Violet’s legs and knelt by her side, drizzling the sauce along Violet’s skin. Tara then followed with her tongue, working her way from the valley between her breasts down to her navel. Violet’s skin tingled, enjoying the sensations as her anticipation built and her insides heated. She simply opened herself to the experience as she’d been instructed to do.
When Tara lifted her head, Violet watched her squirt sauce on her own tongue before settling between Violet’s spread legs. She then bent forward to lick her folds. Violet couldn’t help but jerk, throwing her head back and lifting her pelvis, pushing her pussy harder into Tara’s face. Her hands found purchase on the sheets, anchoring herself while Tara performed magic she thought only her husband would ever do.
And just like that, Max was on the other side of the bed, bending over to stroke his fingers through Violet’s hair. His face upside down above hers, he kissed her forehead and whispered, “You are absolutely gorgeous. And I am so turned on right now.” He peppered her face with kisses before moving away. While she tried to concentrate on his movements, Tara’s manipulation of her clit was driving her insane. She closed her eyes, writhing and moaning, her pleasure obvious as her hesitation seemed to float away on the breeze.
Violet felt Tara’s fingers push into her core, forcing a cry from the back of her throat. She then felt a mouth on her breast and her eyes flew open. Max was naked, hovering above her, one hand braced by her side as he lavished one breast then another with his tongue and teeth. The onslaught from both Max and Tara was amazing. She felt drunk with euphoria, barely able to focus. She did, however, manage to see a naked Dan positioning himself behind his wife, running his hands all over her body.
She almost laughed at the thought that crossed her mind. She was one link in this human sex chain.
Violet released the sheets to run her hands across Max’s ribs and palm his ass cheeks before moving between his legs with one hand to cup his balls. She skimmed his thick erection down to the tip, smearing the drop of cum that seeped out. He groaned and nipped her breast with more force than usual. It felt exquisite.
Just as Violet seemed ready to explode in orgasm from Tara’s attention, Tara’s mouth left Violet’s body, and her scream sliced through the room. Violet and Max looked together to see that Dan had thrust into his wife from behind. With Tara still bent over her body, Violet’s emotions teetered between feeling intrusive to feeling at the height of arousal.
Before she realized what was happening, Max was pulling her away from Tara, shifting her on the bed, and positioning her on her hands and knees. He knelt behind her and did some thrusting of his own, right into her hot, wet pussy. Violet screamed, echoing Tara’s cry from just moments ago.
Both women’s gazes locked on one another. Ecstasy was evident. For reasons Violet couldn’t even explain, she reached for Tara. Their hands locked around each other’s wrists, their focus on one another. As their husbands slammed in to them, driving them closer to that edge with wild abandon, they connected in shared desire.
Violet shrieked as Max fingered her clit and sent her reeling. Relishing her husband’s simultaneous release, she felt his warmth spread throughout her body. She also felt Tara’s release in the convulsions that shook her arms, and Violet heard the guttural cries from her and Dan.
Slowly, she released Tara’s arms and collapsed to her chest as Max pulled out of her and rested his chest against her back. He kissed her neck while she sighed contently before looking up. Tara and Dan were doing the same.
Violet and Tara grinned at one another.
“I’m glad you trusted me,” Tara softly said.
Violet could only giggle. Suddenly, she sprang up, nearly head-butting Max.
“Hey.” Max chuckled. “Where’s the fire?”
“I’d say, in your shorts, but you’re currently naked, and I think we just took care of that burning desire.” Violet couldn’t help but laugh.
Tara joined in, “I think I know what she wants.”
Violet indicated the sliding glass door and Tara nodded her head. Together they scrambled away from their husbands, grabbed hands, and fled toward the beach
