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Wedding Cake Island - Part 2

Date: 10/13/2014, Categories: Group Sex, Author: blin18, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

miss the opportunity to lean upwards and tongue me greedily before Rupali moved in and straddled the board behind us. “You sure you want this, sweetie,” Rupali asked playfully. “Mmmm huh,” I affirmed. I was shaking now. I couldn’t see her behind me but it was like I could feel a kind of magnetism as she held the tip of that cock close. I bent even lower; my nipples brushing Spike’s hard stomach as I arched back, pushing my pussy upwards and out, aching for her to enter me. “That didn’t sound very convincing, Blinny,” she admonished. “I don’t want to take you if you don’t want me to.” Oh God, I’m sorry I ever teased her . Payback’s such a bitch. “Please,” I choked. “Don’t play with me Rupali.” “Nope, she doesn’t want it. Spike, lick her clitoris until she screams for it or comes on your face.” Before I could respond, Spike pulled me down to his mouth. So much for licking; he closed his lips around my clitoris and sucked. Hard! He flicked his tongue from side to side over its sensitive surface as he buried his nose in my pussy. Pleasure exploded through my loins, his mouth so different to Rupali’s; stronger, rougher, more masculine. It took my breath away and turned my legs to jelly. The knee of my standing leg unlocked and I collapsed on his face, moaning, crying and grinding my pussy against his nose as he sent my clitoris to heaven. Unless he had learned to breathe through his ears, this was going to be a temporary state of affairs, but the sensation was new and explosive ... and I quickly resolved to enjoy it while I could and then beg for Ruplai’s cock when he pushed me away for a breath. Thirty literally breathless seconds and my clitoris was on red alert, sirens blaring and lights flashing, needle gauges in the red-zone, all signalling imminent overload. My body was screaming for me to come. Come or die. But somehow I held it at bay; alternating holding my own breath, turning purple, hyperventilating and twisting, writhing on Spike’s nose, but not once did he breathe and not once did he release the orgasmic suction on my clitoris. Sixty seconds. My other senses started to fade out; the world contracted down a single point of pure, white hot sensation between my legs. I felt the change as my body began to reject the messages I was sending to withhold my orgasm. The battle was lost and I was about to explode. With one last force of will I pushed away from Spike, screaming and crying “NOOOOOOOOOOO! Oh God, I’m coming!” I took another deep breath, preparing for the blend of euphoria and disappointment as the orgasm carried me away, when Rupali reached around and twisted my nipple painfully. “Oh, you bit…” I began tearfully, then realised that she had doused my climax. I turned to her, my vision doubled with brimming tears and the screaming, runaway machine of my sex winding down to a pleasurable tingle. “Oh my God! You wonderful, beautiful… smarty-pants! How did you…? “Did you think you knew all my secrets?” she laughed. Spike had taken a couple of ...