Candy is the focus of attention.

Candy and Santana settle themselves down on the low couch beside you. Santana guides her friend to take the seat next to you so that the blonde is in the centre, with yourself and her latina lover on either side. Santana kisses Candy first, cradling her head in her hands as she french kisses the beautiful blonde. When Santana breaks the kiss you move in to replace her, your tongue eagerly questing to explore Candy's lips and mouth. You continue this pattern for some minutes, Candy the focus of both your's and Santana's attentions.

Candy is left breathless and flushed by this tag teamed **** upon her mouth and her breathing becomes a little ragged, but she is clearly aroused by this attention. As you take your turn to kiss Candy you feel Santana edging closer to her lover and the latina's hands begin to explore Candy's body. You follow Santana's lead and you begin to caress Candy's breasts, cupping and kneading the large firm mounds as your lips and tongue continues to explore her.

Your own arousal is increasing, though in truth it had barely lessened from your encounter with Nicole and her maddingly dominant husband. You can still feel the effects of the painful pinch to your labia that damnable man inflicted. Your fleshy labial lips still throb a little painfully, the sensation excerbated by the loss of your thong to Greg and the silky touch of your cheongsam on your hairless pudenda.

Santana's fingers pluck at the knot of Candy's tied shirt between her ample breasts. The shirt comes loose and falls open, beneath it is a white string bikini top and you work in unison with Santana to pull at the string ties and remove it. Both you and Santana cup a bared breast each, caressing and squeezing the firm but pliant flesh of Candy's perfect tits. Her nipple is erect and your fingers pluck and roll the engorged nub to excite it further and Candy moans softly in response.

The latina takes you place kissing Candy and you place a hand upon the blonde girl's thigh and slide it upwards under the hem of her plaid skirt. A brief exploration confirms that her bikini bottoms are also secured by string bows on each hip and you tug the bows undone. Candy parts her thighs without protest or resistance and your palm cups the swelling of her mons, fine tightly curled hair tickles your flesh. You trace a finger along the cleft of her labia and Candy squirms against your touch.

"Do you think that she is ready Michelle?" Santana asks.

Your fingertip presses down and Candy's labia parts as you explore her. You delve between the tight lips and feel heat and dampness. You move your fingertip slowly in tight circles just within the entrance to Candy's quim and are rewarded with a quiet purr of arousal. Her pussy tightens around your fingertip in a involuntary spasm and more feminine juices wet your finger to the knuckle. You withdraw your fingertip and raise your finger to Santana's mouth. The latina takes your offered finger between her lips, tasting her lover's juices that coat it. Santana chuckles as she licks her lips.

"She is ready." Santana confirms with a grin. "Shall we get more comfortable Michele?"

You break your embrace with Candy for a short moment whilst Santana and yourself remove your clothing. The latina takes off her jacket and shoes and then tugs her grey suit pants down and off her sleek tanned legs. You unbutton the neck and shoulder of your cheongsam and then unzip the side to remove it. Now Santana is wearing just a black bra and panties, whilst you are clad only in black stockings and suspenders and ankle boots.

"Which of the toys should we try first?" Santana asks. "Candy, do you see anything that you like."

Candy has been so focussed by the attention you and Santana have directed on her that she has had little opportunity to to look around her. On shelves around the alcove are a variety of sex toys. Candy looks at the shelves and the selection of dildoes, vibrators and other sexual toys with wide excited eyes.