Toys

Emily saw that he was on just one knee, his back bent slightly as he suckled at her breast for a long moment. When his mouth came away, his lips were such a dark red that she felt a moment of perplexity. Had his lips always been so red? Almost as if they were bloody? She thought that they had been, and then she dismissed the thoughts from her head completely as she swooned. Her eyes fluttered back in her head and she fell back, caught by his arms.

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His arms were so strong, and he lifted her as casually as if she were weightless and carried her through the suite. She smiled at him dreamily, relaxed in his arms as he moved with her and when he laid her on the bed, she turned her head to watch him, staring as he looked her over. Her breath came more slowly now, in the wake of her pleasure, and she felt languid, disconnected from everything but him as he perched on the edge of the bed and looked down at her. His hand came to cup her cheek and then trail down across her skin. She felt his fingers caress her throat and across her collarbone, glide through the slight dampness of sweat on the skin between her breasts. His palm glided over one full orb and he gave a tender squeeze. Her breasts had become so sensitive that event he slightest touch from him brought a moan from her, a breathless sound of arousal that she couldn't even believe had come from her.

She felt his palm against the hard point of her nipple and a another moan, tapering to a sigh escaped her as her mouth turned up in a smile. His fingers trailed down, across her belly, touching her stretch marks without pausing. She flushed a bit at that, embarrassed at them, and he must have sensed her reaction, for he bent down and placed kisses across them, letting her know that he accepted them as a part of her before his hand trailed on, lower.

His fingers moved through the tangle of her pubic hair and lower, touching the top of her slit and sending a jolt through her as he applied just a bit of pressure against her hooded clit. She was so wet there from her orgasm that she could feel the dampness. She had never gushed like that before, never even known that she was capable of it. She moaned at his touch, her legs spreading just a bit, her hips lifting to offer herself to him and he smiled, his hand dipping, a finger parting her wet labia and caressing the ring of her entrance for a moment before moving on, across her inner thigh and lower. Near her knees he hooked a finger into her panties and drew them on down her legs, lower and lower until they slipped free of her nylons and he tossed them aside. She was practically nude before him and he smiled as his gaze took in all of her body. She felt the weight of his gaze rake over her as acutely as she had felt his touch and a moan came from her as his eyes came back to hers. Then he shifted his gaze and she looked where he was looking and saw Mistress on the other side of the bed.

She had shed her dress, and she stood bare and beautiful in the room. As neatly trim and fit as her mate, she had high, firm breasts and pale skin, with no body hair anywhere that Emily could see. She smiled as she looked Emily over and Emily smiled back, her heart beating as she hoped with all of her being that she would please the two of them. The room spun and turned and it was hard to focus on anything, but Master and Mistress remained still. Emily focused on them completely, forgetting everything else in the world for a while. When Master placed a hand on her breast and leaned in to kiss her again, she welcomed him eagerly, a hand lifting to slide through his hair as his mouth claimed hers.

The bed shifted again and Mistress placed soft kisses on her skin from the other side, starting at her shoulder and moving down to her breasts, kissing and sucking at her nipples for a while until Master released her mouth and then Mistress was there to claim her as well. Emily tasted the coppery, faintly salty flavour to both of their mouths, but she thought nothing of it, too caught up in how good it felt to be touched and kissed, how good it felt to be lusted after and desired by the pair.

Master kissed across her breasts and down, and she felt his weight shift, he straddled her leg and then shifted again, moving to kneel between her spread thighs as Mistress ended their kiss and moved kiss Master. Emily looked up at them as Master's hand at her breast squeezed gently and Mistress brought a hand to the other breast to do the same. They were beautiful together and Emily could feel the love between them, it awed her and she sighed, smiling as she watched them. When their kiss broke, they turned to look at her at the same time and she was caught in both of their gazes. She felt that if they told her not to breathe, she wouldn't be able to disobey them. Master moved then, shifting his weight and she felt his cock press at her entrance, and then slide into her with a single smooth movement.

She moaned at the feel of him entering her. Her back arched and her hands fisted in the sheets as she stared up at him in awe. He was so big... so very big... and he stretched her so wide and filled her so completely and it felt so very good that she sobbed at the sensation, tears rolling down her face. When Mistress saw it, she bent down and kissed the tears away, then kissed Emily gently, that same soft, sweet kiss that shot through her and made her already tingling, aching core clench, made her belly twist and her nipples ache and she clung to Mistress as the kiss went on and on as Master moved through her slowly and evenly, gliding back until just the tip was still within her, then thrusting forward to fill her completely, pressing hard at the final barrier of her cervix, firmly but not uncomfortably.

The kiss broke and Emily groaned in pleasure as Master moved through her, slowly and steadily, filling her and withdrawing... filling and withdrawing... again and again, unhurried and tireless as she looked up at him. And when Mistress shifted and swung her leg over Emily's body, the young woman could see the perfect, tight slit of Mistress before her. She knew that there were people who did this sort of thing, but she had never once considered that she might become one of them. Yet, without hesitating, without needing to be told, she lifted her head and placed a soft kiss on the warm flesh of the other woman, wrapping her arms around Mistress' thighs and holding herself in place, her tongue coming out to part the soft folds and glide across the slick flesh beneath. She heard Mistress sigh in pleasure, the sound turning to a moan at the end and Emily lost herself in the act, not even thinking about anything past this bed or this moment. She didn't care about her unfinished work or how she had been so quickly and easily made into the lover and plaything of the gorgeous couple. That didn't matter, nothing mattered to her but the task at hand, nothing but pleasing Master and Mistress in any way she could.

She learned to love the taste and the feel and the scent of Mistress' pussy and she came to understand how arousing this act was, came to enjoy what she was doing for the act itself and her mind opened completely. At the same time, she was very aware of Master's cock moving through her body, spreading her wide and caressing every bit of her. With it she could feel the pleasure that was arising within her at the sensations. She moaned and squirmed as she feasted on Mistress' offering, she looked up, across Mistress body to see the redhead looking down at her, smiling as a hand toyed with her hair. She was leaned back against Master's chest, and he nuzzled into her throat even as he thrust deep into Emily's body, a hand grasping her breast and kneading the firm, yielding flesh.

Emily wrapped her legs around him, lifted her hips to ease his way and she delved deep into Mistress' cleft, tasting the bittersweet nectar and feeling the heat of her body. She moaned and licked, questing deeply with her tongue and then moving her mouth up and finding Mistress' clit and suckling on the little button, making the redhead moan and writhe, turning her head to kiss Master as she climaxed, subdued whimpering making her sob and writhe. Seeing and feeling the climax that came over Mistress made Emily proud. She had done that, she had brought pleasure to this beautiful woman with her mouth and her eagerness and very little else. It was intoxicating and she wanted more, much more.

The kiss between the couple ended and Mistress looked down at Emily, sliding free, the young woman releasing her only reluctantly, then bending down to kiss her deeply, with more passion, more fire, more hunger and Emily was lost in the sensations of the moment. Master gripped her by the hips and lifted her bottom from the bed, pulling her in to meet each solid, firm thrust, pushing into her more rapidly and groaning as he did, the sound unbelievably arousing and Emily felt her pleasure rising... rising... rising... and then it exploded through her, making her cry out and arch her back, her hands coming up and clinging to the pillow as she sobbed her way through the most intense orgasm she had ever felt in her life. The pleasure of it was all consuming and she lost all track of time, all sense of self, all extraneous thoughts.

Emily had achieved, at least for a little while, what many sought their whole lives. She was living completely and utterly in the moment. Nothing and no one existed beyond where she coupled with Master and Mistress and while a very tiny part of her might have felt some guilt at that, she wasn't even aware of that part of herself at the moment. All she was aware of was herself and her two lovers in the bed, where Master was filling her with his cock and Mistress was stroking her skin, kissing and suckling at a breast. She felt the scrape of teeth again, just a moment of pain, and then the pleasure seemed to redouble. When Master moved to suckle at the other breast, the little pinch of pain came again and the pleasure nearly killed her as she practically howled in release. Her eyes rolled back in her head and the world abruptly vanished as she fell from the heights of pleasure and into the depths of unconsciousness.

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She came back to herself with her heart still racing, her body still slick with sweat and her skin still aching for their touch. She licked her lips and looked around for them, and saw that she lay between them, Master to one side, Mistress to the other and Emily smiled languidly as she looked to them and felt them touching her again, their hands caressing, their eyes roving her body. They had her squirming and writhing in the sheets within seconds and she sighed and panted for breath, her body feeling cool and weak as she gripped the sheets and touched them, touched herself and gripped the sheets again, unsure of what to do with her hands. Her legs shifted and kicked at the sheets, spread apart to invite them, only to press together again as her pussy ached for attention.

Mistress laughed, a low, throaty chuckle of amusement, and Master simply smiled. They were clearly enjoying what she was feeling, and they enjoyed tormenting her with their touches, caressing her skin with just a single fingertip, tracing across her breast but not quite touching her nipple or aureole. Mistress leaned in as if to kiss Emily, but she stayed just a bit away from the young woman, smiling as Emily sought to close the distance between them, lifting her head and seeking the caress of the soft red lips. Emily whimpered and sobbed at the cruelty of it, pouting and turning to Master, beseeching him with her eyes and he simply smiled and winked at her in amusement. She bit her lower lip, her breath coming more quickly, her brows knitted and her body writhing in the sheets until Finally Mistress gave in with a laugh.

"Should I stop teasing you, Little One?" she asked rhetorically as her lips came to Emily's before the young woman could answer.

Emily pressed into the kiss with all of the intensity she could muster. Her mouth working, her tongue seeking that of the redhead and again tasting that slightly salty, coppery taste but still thinking nothing of it. She felt Master slide closer and his hand grasped her breast, making her gasp into the kiss even as Mistress shifted over top of Emily, their legs a tangle, their hands grasping at one another. She felt the bed shift and Mistress moved from her mouth to her throat, then down along her neck to her shoulder and Emily saw Master kneeling behind Mistress, his hands grasping her hips, and as she slid back he pressed into her. Emily heard Mistress groan in pleasure as he filled her, and the young woman was a bit jealous of them both, that they should have each other this way and neither of them was focused completely on her. But the jealousy fled as quickly as it came and she forgot about it as she focused on them. The redhead lay against Emily, breast to breast, and they clung to one another as Master moved through her, drew groans from her and made her sob at the feel of him within her. The steady rhythmic movements rocking Mistress' body and the redhead surged up suddenly and claimed Emily's mouth with a firm, passionate kiss filled with more hunger and fire than the young woman had ever thought possible.

Emily returned the kiss with as much passion as she could and she held on to Mistress with both hands and both legs, but the redhead broke the kiss and the look in her eyes was beyond what Emily could comprehend. There was a hunger there that Emily had never seen, a passion that quite literally glowed within Mistress and Emily could only stare as Master drew the redhead back, down Emily's body until Mistress suddenly lowered her head and placed a hot, hungry kiss on Emily's pussy. The feel of it was instant and intense, Emily arched her back and cried out, moaning and sobbing as she clung to the sheets. When Mistress' hands grasped hers, Emily clung to them like a lifeline, fingers laced through those of the other woman as Mistress showed her just how to pleasure a woman with her mouth. She delved deep, licking and sucking at Emily's folds, delving her core and lapping at her nectar, drinking it down with a thirst that was palpable.

She found Emily's clit and suckled at it, teasing it with her tongue and teeth, and Emily felt an orgasm rising again, very quickly as she looked down at Mistress looking up at her. The pleasure washed over her and she sobbed her way through it, her back arching and her legs spreading and then coming together as much as they could. Emily's eyes rolled back in her head and her heartbeat thundered in her ears as she rode out her pleasure, Mistress never stopping her ministrations and feasting. It felt so good, so damn good that when the pleasure left her, Emily fell limp into the sheets, Mistress still licking and kissing at her pussy, Master still driving into the redhead and when Emily looked up at him, she saw him looking right back at her. Their eyes met and Emily suddenly orgasmed again, sobbing and quaking in the sheets, her legs trembling and her breath coming in ragged gasps, and all from the force of his look.

As her pleasure waned, she heard Mistress groan as her own orgasm crested and a moment later Master grunted as he thrust hard into Mistress, the two of them sharing a mutual orgasm. When they were spent, they sprawled across the big bed, Master in the middle with Mistress on one side and Emily on the other, touching here and there and exhausted. They were sated and their bodies hummed with the powerful pleasure they had shared. Emily was drowsy and sated, smiling as she relaxed with herthe couple and just enjoyed the contact.

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Emily wasn't even aware that she had slept until she woke. She felt languid and tired, but warm and blissful as well. The sheets were softer than silk against her bare skin and she stretched, smiling and comfortable. She had always wanted sheets like this for herself, but they were far out of her budget. When she felt the weight of someone else in the bed, she turned, her heart racing a bit, and saw the other woman there. She was laying in her side, head propped on one arm and watching with a smile on her crimson lips. Her eyes seemed to shine in the dimness of the room and Emily felt a stab of arousal as their gazes met and she remembered all that had happened since she had come into the room.

"Mistress..." She said, the words little more than a whispered exhalation and the redhead smiled warmly, lifting a hand to touch Emily's face, stroking her skin with soft, affectionate touches.

"You were talking in your sleep, Little One." The woman said gently. "And you seemed so comfortable that I hated to wake you."

"Thank you, Mistress." Emily said in that same breathless tone.

"Who is Rachel?" Mistress asked and Emily felt a flush at the words. "Someone precious to you." She said and Emily nodded.

"My daughter." She said in a low voice.

"How old is she?" Mistress asked and Emily couldn't deny the woman anything.

"She's six." Emily said.

"Six... you had her very young." She said and Emily nodded, unable to speak. "Tell me." Mistress commanded and Emily found herself speaking, revealing all that had happened to her.

"I met Jacob when I was twelve, he was three years older than I was and we spent a lot of time together. One night I was babysitting and he came over to keep me company." She blushed at the memory. "We had made out before" she shrugged a bit "but this time it was different. It felt so good, what we were doing, and I didn't want him to stop. So he didn't. I lost my virginity that night and we met a few more times, mostly at his place. When I started feeling sick, my mother knew just why and as soon as I told Jacob that I was pregnant, he was gone." She said, tears sliding down her face. "I thought I loved him, but he just left, moved away, never spoke to me again. I was fourteen when I got pregnant and I gave birth on my fifteenth birthday. Rachel has been a good girl, and I love her a lot but it's hard being a mother at that age. He was the only an I've ever been with until..." She said, not needing to say more. Mistress and Master were her first lovers since Jacob.

Mistress listened without interrupting and when Emily finished, the redhead leaned over and kissed away her tears, comforting her tenderly. The soft kisses slid to Emily's mouth and the young woman moaned into the kiss as Mistress slid closer to her, their bodies coming together and the simple human contact doing more to calm and soothe her than any words ever could have. Mistress turned, pressing Emily back into the sheets and one of her legs slipped between Emily's legs and she brought her thigh up and against the younger woman's sex. Emily Gasped at the touch, her mouth opening and her eyes widening and Mistress smiled, kissing the young woman tenderly.

"You have the most kissable lips I think I have ever seen, Little One." Mistress said in a low voice, kissing at Emily's bottom lip again, tasting her and enjoying the moment.

There was no rush, and no need to either. She lingered for a long time, doing little more than pressing her thigh against Emily;s pussy and kissing her face tenderly here and there before she shifted and slid down. She trailed kisses as she went; along Emily's jaw, down behind her ear, along her throat, across her shoulder and her collarbone, smiling and taking her time. When she shifted a bit lower, her hands cupped Emily's breasts, fingertips caressing, lips softly kissing and tasting, little licks and scrapes of her teeth.

"Such a graceful neck, and full, soft young breasts... How could any man resist you... how could any man turn and walk away from such a lovely body?" Mistress wondered aloud. "And your sweet disposition, so accommodating and eager, so willing and filled with passion..."