Gal sits down on the edge of her bed with her knees far enough apart to hike up the hem of the tee she's wearing -- no panties on underneath. She whips her head to one side to swing her long ginger hair back across her shoulder, and looks pleadingly up at you with big doe eyes.
"Where's Cerise?" You ask, as you stoop and rain kisses on Gal's lips, forehead, and cheeks.
"downstairs..."
"She's okay with this, right?"
"we sleep around... it's not a problem"
"Slut," you say, laughing gently, and then kiss her especially deep. She's such a nervous lover. Always all atremble. She was like that before, too.
You find the opening of the hole between her legs that makes her so slutty. You slowly push your fingers past the tight pink ring of its entrance and enjoy the warm slimy wetness within. Her breath is sweet and cool, and she sucks a gasp of air from your mouth when you begin to finger her.
But she's more assertive than how you left her as Camelia. You came to the room wearing only panties -- now she's pulling away from your kiss to wrap her lips around one of your nipples. Doesn't even ask, just does it. Ticklish there, you giggle, and finger her even harder as a light punishment for teasing you. Her cunt grips your fingers like it's trying to suck them deeper into her body... well, that's exactly what it's trying to do. She might be shy, but she's still a greedy slut at heart. When she purposely scrapes your nipple between her incisors, a full-body shiver wracks you and you nearly fall over. Immediately you feel your panties beginning to cream up. She remembered that this is a quick way to get you hot.
Her hand is already worming its way past the underwear's elastic and searching for your hole. When she finds the nasty mess already deposited there, she whispers: "you were fucking Sir weren't you"
"Uh huh..." you agree, tickling her clit.
"is he mean to you like he is to me" Gal asks.
"Sometimes," you say. "And sometimes I'm mean to him."
"you should teach me how"
She pulls her hand from your panties and, staring you in the eye, she licks Daddy's cum off her fingers. One by one, sucking off the ropy jizz from each -- then going back for more. She stirs the sperm inside your sloppy gash, smiling devilishly up at you.
"you like walking around the house with Sir's cum dripping out of you -- don't you"
"Oh fuck yes I do," you grunt. You hump up and down on her thin fingers, getting off on the way she's talking.
"get up on the bed amber... lets eat each other out"
You assume a position you're well familiar with: Gal on her back, you over top of her, 69ing to your hearts' content. Cerise never knew that you took Gal's virginity before she had the chance to snag it. So many long mornings, stretching into afternoons, at Gal's apartment with your faces in each other's cunts. You weren't a dyke before you met her. Gal has that effect on girls... a person like that, you can't help wanting to gobble up. You taught each other the contours of your bodies, how best to pleasure each other. She still remembers your buttons and you still remember her buttons. She remembers that you like to get your asshole fingered while she nibbles your clit. You remember that she likes to feel your licks alternated with hot puffs of air against the throbbing, surprisingly large nub of her own clit. The position itself is also nostalgic. It always feels really good to lie on top of her, and she loves your weight gently bearing down on her. Her fingertips against your thighs, your hands squeezing her soft butt... it just feels right.
Of course, this time Gal gets a bonus she never had before; she gets to drink Daddy's spunk out of you. You used to joke that Alabaster was like a gross older brother you two had to bully. Now you're swapping his cum like a couple of whores. Granted, he's still like a gross older brother you two have to bully... but it's such fun to get pinned down and fucked raw by your gross older brother, you've found.
Gal's cunt is as sweet as honey, same as always, although you taste just the slightest hint of alcohol on it; Cerise has had her mouth down here pretty recently. How horny can Gal be -- getting eaten out by her wife probably less than an hour ago, and still crawling to you for more. She's always been such a hopeless fucking pervert -- you wouldn't have it any other way.
Glancing to your side, you find a Hitachi magic wand lying discarded on the mattress. Oh no. Poor Cerise is getting up there in years -- she's got back problems! You pull it furtively towards you (Gal is way too distracted by trying to get her tongue as deep as it can go inside your creamy fuckhole to notice) and gently press the business end to her pretty pink pussy. She audibly gasps and begins to say something -- something like, "amber -- wait!" but you cut her off by clicking the power switch. The steady whir of the vibrator fills your eardrums. It sounds particularly lewd when you press the ridged plastic between the soft lips of her vulva and start to stir up all her wetness. It drips and patters and covers the toy with little dewy droplets... so pretty.
"aaa-aaaa-mmm-mmmm-b-b-berrrrr" Gal moans, her voice vibrating right along with the toy. You press the vibrating silicone dome directly against her slutty clitty and rub it in tight, quick circles, randomly varying the pressure. "i-itttssss t-t-t-toooo h-h-h-hiiiiiigh--" she squeals, "t-t-t-turn it-- t-t-t-turrrnnn itttt--- AAAA-- AAAAAA-- AAAA-AAIIEEE---!!"
Her voice goes hoarse then cuts out entirely, her whole body goes stiff as a board beneath you, her toes curl -- and she cums herself silly. You pull the humming toy off her pussy at the moment of her orgasm, and marvel as a geyser of her cum squirts in a perfect arc straight out of her. It curls up halfway towards the ceiling, and then back down in a wide fanning waterfall against the edge of the mattress about three feet away. "Coooool," you breathe.
You press the toy against her pussy again. This time, you finger her too. This dual approach, pleasuring her from inside and out, has her squirting jets of cum in fast, but random intervals. Each time she creams herself, you retract your fingers and pull the toy off her squelchy hole to watch the fountain she lets loose. This of course also has the effect of teasing her horribly, prolonging her rolling orgasm and making her sensitive pussy-hole get ever more sensitive to the fucktoy's vibrations.
Your lewd cruelty gets repaid ten times over, though. Gal latches her shrieking mouth to your own over-sensitive twat and does "that trick" -- the one you *expressly* forbade her from ever doing again, under penalty of death. As usual, it makes you cream yourself instantly. Your twat cums so hard that you drop the magic wand, lose control of your muscles and start to shake all over. With your muscles all loose like this, the stuff you cum all over Gal's face isn't only cum -- which should be deterrent enough to a normal person -- although she happily drinks it all down her gulping mouth like the dumb dyke bitch-pig she is. Your vision fills with stars and then you momentarily black out.
When you wake up again, still woozy, you're on your back, and she's on her tummy in front of you, eating your quim like she never stopped. She smiles up at you through a mouthful of your vagina, her glasses streaked with your fluids.
"You fucking bitch!" You hiss. "I told you not to do that!"
"you're cute"
You try to kick away from her oral violation, but you're too weak to move much at all. Your cunt, still buzzing with raw tingly pleasure, feels like it's on fire as Gal suckles it. "You'll -- be sorry for that," you pant, chest heaving.
"shut up" she says. "you love it don't you"
What has Cerise done to your obedient little church mouse? She's got a fucking mouth on her now... in more ways than one. And speak of the devil, here she comes now: Cerise enters the bedroom, groggily scratching her ass, only to discover her wife in the marital bed with another woman. Does Cerise blow a gasket? Throw things, scream, act jealous? No: she just sighs and says "really, Gal? I can't leave you alone for ten minutes."
"no"
And then Cerise is crawling into bed with you.