Page 8 of Twisted Devotion
My brain short-circuits for a few seconds before I finally pull it together. “Yes, Miss.”
With shaking hands, I reach up and slide my fingers under the hips of her thong, peeling it down her. She lifts each leg, allowing me to pull it off, and I toss it onto the end of the bed. Her pussy is eye level with me now, and I take her in.
My eyes follow the perfectly shaped landing strip that trails down to the top of her slightly protruding hood. I want to run my fingers through each fold and crevice, getting to know exactly what she likes. Before I can, she squats down, forcing my eyes to hers, and in a low, menacing tone, says, “Sit on your husband’s face, Audrey. I want to see how well he can please you.”
?*He groans from just her words alone. His eyes and fingers are running all over my lace-covered cunt. The same pussy he’s had for years… and for just a moment, a part of me suddenly wants to watch him be with another woman—or maybe I want another woman to experience how good he truly is.
Whatever the feeling is, it can wait for now. It’s my turn.
He pulls me closer to his face by my ass and slides his nose up myverydamp thong. “These pretty pink panties are soaked, Darlin’… Let me taste.” Over the lace, he licks from the back to the front, groaning again in enjoyment—right where he wants to be.
I can say one thing and one thing for certain, Boden Taylor knows how to eat pussy.
Without me even noticing, I realize she slipped out from in front of me to tie Bo’s hands together at his stomach. My mindwas on one thing—Boden’s tongue, and his tongueonly. But he doesn’t let that hold him back. Using his teeth to bite my underwear, he gets them to the side, freeing my cunt. I help him slightly, pulling my thong out of my ass and setting it on the to the side as well. The last thing I want is that thing getting in the way of an orgasm.
The drag of my husband’s tongue through my center has my head rolling back onto my shoulders for a brief second, before I feel the bed shift slightly when she moves back into place and I quickly remember I also have a meal in front of me.
?*Miss steps forward, bracketing my legs with hers, which in turn spreads her wide open for me. My hands curl around the back of her thighs, my face hovering. “Can I?” I look up, trying to give her my form of doe eyes.
“Can you what, Audrey?”
My plea comes out as a whine when I ask, “Can I taste this pretty pussy of yours, Miss?” I’m almost embarrassed at how my voice comes out, but I’m trying to be more shameless, especially while here in Vegas.
And at my words, I feel Bo groan into my center, causing me to hiss, already becoming too sensitive for all of this. Every inch of my body is humming with anticipation. Being at the center of two people’s attention is becoming intoxicating already… addicting, even. But I can’t get used to this.
Bo’s mouth on my clit has me straddling the line of an orgasm, but it’s not enough—it’s never enough. But with his hands tied up, he can’t fill me the way he usually does.
My hands, though, are roaming our Miss’s body, and I am deathly close to where her thighs meet her labia. I’m no stranger to genitalia as a nurse, and I know more than most about vaginas being a labor and delivery nurse specifically, but work is work—that’s never a sexual experience.
Here and now, this is sexual.
And I’m fumbling like a goddamn virgin.
“Please let me fuck my wife with my fingers, Miss, pleeeaasseee. She needs them to come.” Fuck, I’m going to need to hear my husband begging more often.
* for me? - Asal
* Demons - PLAZA
* LUNCH - Billie Elilish
CHAPTER
SIX
BODEN
Our Domme steps forward slightly to reach over Audrey to untie my hands, and I have them on Audrey’s ass in an instant, kneading and appreciating her body like I always do. Spreading her open from the back, I slowly brush my fingers over her folds that I know all too well.
?*Audrey takes advantage of that small step she takes to untie me by dragging her tongue through the Miss’s folds for the first time. And I can see the instant satisfaction wash over Audrey at the first taste, humming and pulling her closer to her face. Audrey’s left hand is spreading Miss wide, giving her access to devour her properly, and I couldn’t be more proud of my wife.
Miss purrs, “That’s a good fucking girl eating my cunt like a little whore.” I don’t ever degrade Audrey, but I think she might’ve enjoyed that based on the way she’s grinding her hips back and forth on my face, using me how she needs. Audrey’s free hand finds the Madam’s hole with ease, sliding two fingers into her, and from the gasping moan that leaves her lips from above us, I know Audrey hooked into her G-spot, trying to work her up to an orgasm.
I give Audrey some more of the praise I know she loves. “Yes, Darlin’, keep going, she’s loving your fingers fucking her. You’re doing so well, eating pussy for the first time.”
Her cunt is gripping down on my fingers already begging for more. Being able to please my wife while she’s also experiencing another woman for the first time is something I’m never going to take for granted.
My tongue continues lapping at her clit before I pull away to say, “Our fingers are working in sync, aren’t they?”
