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13. Liv And Xanthe Always Get What They Want. Part 2 of 2

Date: 8/7/2015, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: GoBigCatGo, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

to find Xanthe’s hands were already at Liv’s pussy lips, reaching round the back and front. Her fingers deftly playing Liv’s hums and moans. There was no room for me at all. At least being in the fallout zone of Liv’s radioactive arousal was enough for now. And it was all too much for Liv, splayed across my lap with our tongues at her tits and Xanthe's fingers at her bits. She huffed and puffed, one arm around each of us, and shuddered into an orgasm, cursing and cackling. I recognised one of her “littlies” and I guess Xanthe did too, because she quit her diggling between my girlfriend’s legs, sniggered and flipped me a two-fingered V. A childish salute made adult by its thick gloss of Liv’s juices. Xanthe held her fingers out to my lips and I licked the slick salt from them, my slump of jealousy puffed back up by lust. “Good pussy-cat,” Xanthe whispered, any sarcasm undone by her biting her lip. Liv trembled out her littlie, her hands gripped between her thighs, mouth open and eyes closed. I promised myself to make Liv cum next. Or even better, Xanthe. When Liv opened her eyes she had clearly gone to a different level of arousal. Xanthe and I laughed nervously as Liv looked, honestly, as if she would eat us whole, simply glowering at Xanthe’s hand, flat-palming the towel-wrapped lump in my lap. “Can I?” Xanthe said to Liv as if I wasn’t actually there. Liv nodded excitedly, jumping off my lap while Xanthe pulled my towel open and my powerfully hard cock bobbed out. “I ... thought you said it was massive.” Xanthe said, running her fingers underneath and making it buck while she tested my balls. “Darling,” Liv said, squeezing the base, hard, turning it livid purple. “This isn’t some porno-cock.” She pulled back my foreskin. “What’s the problem? It’s the biggest so far.” “Still.” Xanthe curled over and pressed a pillowy kiss to it. “I was expecting mass--” her voice hollowed out as she lapped -- an actually massive lick-- up my length. Liv moaned as loud as I did. “Fuck, I love that,” She whispered. “Mm-hmm?” Xanthe stared at Liv while she slooped her long, fat tongue around my end. Liv’s eyes hooded. Neither seemed to notice I existed above the waist. “Suck it,” Liv said and Xanthe’s big warm mouth dropped over me. I growled and balled my fists. Liv leant her head on my knee, eyes enraptured, squeezing her fingers into my balls. “Will you lick up the cum for me this time? Suck it out and lick it?” Xanthe lifted her head and pressed grimacing kisses to the underside. “You know I won’t.” “Not even for me? You know I love it,” Liv whinged, “I’d do it for you.” Xanthe rubbed me, jaw dropping at Liv. “You’d do it for yourself, dirty cow!” “But you promised! This time, you…” Liv pressed her lips shut as Xanthe shot her a warning scowl. Xanthe licked me again, long laps, like a cat washing a kitten. “F-fuck, I want some,” Liv whispered. She leant toward my cock, opening her mouth. I braced myself. Then their lips met, then their tongues. And they were lost. ...