The dull ache in your groin increases as Lily rubs your legs, commenting on your smooth skin. You feel fingers trace their way down your spine, slowly moving downward in a straight line as the two of them talk in low, almost hypnotic tones. A finger slides down, touching your asshole, then sliding past your moist labia, finally resting on your sensitive clit. The unknown fingers start to massage your nub, coaxing more fluid out of your vagina.
The touch recedes, and you turn around, begging them to continue silently. To your surprise, it's Lily who's pleasuring you.
"Sarah?' she asks, looking you in the eyes.
"What?" you ask, begging her desperately to continue with your gaze, but still ashamed.
"Beg me to finger-fuck you!" she commands.
Your eyes widen. You know you want it, but you can't bring yourself to say it. Finally, you squeak out, "Please continue!"
"Please continue what?"
"Lily! Please!"
"No Sarah, I want to hear you say it!"
Another drop slides out of your pussy, sliding down your leg. Steve bends down and swipes the drop off your inner thigh before it slides too far. He wipes his finger on his pants. The pain of waiting this long is torturing you. Finally, your will breaks.
"Please pleasure me! I need you to continue! PLEASE!" you practically shout this out.
"I want the right words, Sarah."
You can't do it, you just can't do it...
you do it.
"Please, please, please, finger-fuck me, Lily! Fuck me! FUCK ME!"
Finally, your torture ends as you feel her warm hands massage your wet pussy again. |