1. Hollow Girl


    Date: 7/30/2015, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: GoBigCatGo, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    wouldn't work, the weird finger rub thing, and the hypno-magic would be exposed as a fevered dream. And even though her ring finger had been itching all day, Saskia worried that might be just psychosomatic, and ignored it. Aela and she had spent the afternoon working each other up to crisis point, then sitting apart, drinking heady mint tea and eyeing each other hungrily. Until a brushed arm or a breath kissing a cheek kicked it all off again. But there was a limit to how much they could take. The rush of orgasm loomed so close, that, before Saskia tore herself away from that charmed place, a single look threatened to set off a dangerous avalanche of climax. Almost immediately, Saskia had felt foolish. She even questioned her sanity, especially when she found her ring, at home on her desk. The guilt trip, alone, ruined her buzz from the hours of foreplay. She had not released since, in fact, and her need to cum had grown a hard shell about a kind of bursting, aching hollow. Every time she blinked she glimpsed Aela's boat, life exploding through every port-hole. And Matt looked irresistible. Gigantic, super-heroic. His calm, strong, beautiful face made her want to blub tears of joy. While she squatted on it. Was this wrong? Was it also wrong that part of her wanted the exquisite pain of watching him do his friend, before doing Saskia with every means at his disposal? These weren't emotions she thought she could have. She felt infected by Aela. And liked it. Matt huffed, they ...
    sat together and he called up the video. Billie stood next to him in a hotel room, both in their underwear. Both slumped and grim faced. Even Matt's buff body looked deflated. Billie spoke. “Just to say, Saskia, this is fucked up and I never wanted your boyfriend.” She pulled down her knickers and Saskia smirked at her cute bald mound. She sat on the corner of the bed, legs apart, while Matt yanked off his shorts and tried flapping life into his limp member. It wouldn't harden. Billie tutted and grabbed his hips, taking him in her mouth. Offscreen, Matt put his arm round Saskia's shoulder, but she shrugged him off. The reality of this turned her inside out. Especially as Billie’s blowjob seemed to work, getting him at least half-hard. Billie lay back again, pulled back her knees and he tried to get his half-mast into her. She squirmed and he squirmed. He muttered something about lube. She pushed his head down between her legs. Still in her bra, feet on his shoulders, she frowned down at him, snapping. “Not there. There. No. Lightly. No. No. Oh fuck this.” She pushed him away, and stomped toward the camera, yelling. “Out!” The video went black. The entire event, after days of Saskia's agonising, had taken less than two minutes. Saskia wiped tears from her cheeks, surprised to find Matt doing the same. They hugged. “So. You got that out of your system?” He rumbled. “Not yet,” she said. “But I will, once you've had a shower.” She squeezed his jeans and kissed his neck. “You would ...
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