1. The Chain: Link 5b


    Date: 10/4/2014, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    “Yes, Mistress!” “I think you’re done with cock for the moment! I want to see you lick some pussy!” “Yes, Mistress!” Lolly moved to one side to allow Slave to take up her place. Samantha’s pussy was eager for attention. Sam felt his reluctance ebb some more. How bad could this be? It might be an interesting experience. Samantha took full advantage, relegating Sam to an ineffectual voice at the back of her head, raising her buttocks to pull the skirt up to her waist, making it easy for Slave to access the spot between her spread legs. The first touch of Slave’s soft tongue was pure heaven! Samantha thrust her bosom forwards, tilted her head back and let out a long moan. Slave began lapping at her pussy. Suddenly there was no more Sam, only Samantha, edging her buttocks forwards as the soft tongue wriggled in her crevice. Intense waves of desire coursed through Samantha's body as the tip of Slave’s tongue tickled her clit. Next to her, the two men were wanking as they watched. She was dimly aware of them making eye contact, then they grabbed a breast each. Harsh male hands mauled her tits as Slave slid her tongue all over Samantha’s pussy, but paying especial attention to that most sensitive of points. Lolly moved into position behind Slave and lifted her skirt. Samantha understood that she was sliding gloved fingers into Slave’s pussy. Amazingly Slave hardly seemed to notice, sticking to her task, sliding her tongue inside Samantha. Samantha let out a new, extended moan. The ...
    two men leaned over, working as one, sucking on her nipples through the light fabric. Sensitive wasn’t the word. The nipples swelled, becoming as bullets. For a moment it was as if just the men’s lips closing round her teats could make her cum. Her body caught fire. She was Samantha, an uninhibited slut. “See,” Chloe giggled behind the bench. “I told you!” Samantha’s whole body clenched. “Oooooooaaaaahhhh!” she moaned. “I’m cumming! Soon!” A gloved hand snatched at Slave’s hair, yanking her back. “No you’re not! Not yet!” Lolly barked. She moved quickly, sending Slave tumbling sideways with a shove of her knee. Suddenly she was standing in front of Samantha, undoing the zip that ran round the crotch of her leather outfit. “Why am I called Lolly, Slave?” Slave, who was lying motionless on the grass replied instantly. “To remind all your bitches that their first duty is to lick you,” Mistress. Lolly grinned wickedly, taking another step forward. Gordon and Ivan leaned back, no doubt entertained by this. “You’re my fucking bitch now, too,” Lolly told Samantha. “Now get stuck in!” Some vestige of Sam remained, enough to feel relief that he was being made to lick pussy rather than suck cock. Samantha took control again, leaning forward and placing her hands on the orange leather. Her tongue came out, she slid it in between Lolly’s pussy lips, inching it upwards until she found the clit. “You’re an eager one, aren’t you?” Lolly said. Her own gloved hands moved down to pull her pussy ...
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