Poor Crystal on display again

A few girls were cleaning up dinner dished in the kitchen, a few more were on their phones or laptops. Most of them were sitting around the table playing some sort of game. I determined pretty quickly that it was “Two Truths and a Lie.” That was a great idea for a group of people that don't really know each other well. I stood outside the group as they finished up a round. Olivia was up, and everyone was trying to guess which was the lie: she worked as an archaeologist, she was a twin, and she had a pet lizard. I knew from her profile pic on the UDA that she had a bearded dragon that would sometimes perch on her shoulder. So I was left trying to remember if she had mentioned her job at all. Or picturing a threesome with two beautiful Olivias.

Once everyone had made their guesses, Olivia pulled out her phone. Pulling up a picture, she said, “This is Puff-puff, my adorable bearded dragon.” A variety of “ew!” “aw!” and “dangit!” spread around the group. Then she pulled up another picture and said, “And this is Raymond, my twin brother.” This was met with a few catcalls and a few more expressions of frustration. Lastly, Olivia showed a picture and said, “And here I am in my work scrubs. I am a dentist!” Laughter around the room. “And don't think I haven't noticed which of you have not brushed your teeth this weekend!” she joked. There was some tallying up of points and some discussion of who should go next.

I stepped closer and put my hand on Sandra's shoulder. She curled her finger, beckoning me closer. When I was cheek to cheek with her, she whispered, “I was thinking Crystal is next.”

I smiled broadly and said, “I was thinking the exact same thing.”

Sandra looked a me and said, “Simpatico!” before returning her attention to the game. I took a few steps to the side and tapped Crystal's shoulder. When she looked up, I said quietly, “Come with me.” She grimaced, looked around, then stood and followed me to my bedroom.

As soon as we were in the room and the door was shut, I told Crystal, “Take off your dress.” She moaned in embarrassment and slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders. The whole outfit dropped to the ground. There was nothing underneath but bare skin. No panties, no bra, just Crystal. Rayanne gasped from her seat in the corner. Crystal hadn't noticed her audience at first and quickly put one arm across her breasts and a\the other over her privates.

“Now, now,” I chided, “let us appreciate what you've brought us.” I lightly pulled Crystal's arms back, revealing her nakedness. She blushed across her face and down onto her chest.

“What do you think, Rayanne?” I asked while staring at Crystal.

“Very pretty,” Rayanne stated. “Very pretty indeed.”

“What's your favorite part at first glance?”

“Well,” Rayanne started, “while I think I would love to get acquainted with that thin little pussy...” Crystal tried to cover up again but was unable to get her hands to move. “I'm mostly drawn to her other lips. They're beautiful when she smiles, and I am dying to know what they feel like.”

“All in good time,” I assured her.

Rayanne needed time with a woman. Crystal needed an audience to amplify her shame (which in turn helped dial up her pleasure). Bringing them together took care of both things at once. And as for me, well, I needed to be inside Crystal soon. And I needed Rayanne to feel comfortable with me sexually. For her to also see that I could help her meet other needs would just strengthen her resolve to have me as her (hopefully richly compensated) beard. I felt quite proud of what I was orchestrating here.

“Rayanne,” I said, still staring at Crystal, “I'm going to want her nice and wet when I enter her. Can you please get her ready? And I don't just mean at her entrance. I want her wet all the way through, so you'll have to get her as worked up as you can.” I heard the shuffle of clothing coming off and Rayanne's footsteps approaching.

To Crystal, I simply nodded towards the bed. She hung her head and complied.

Crystal was lying flat on the bed. Rayanne was hunched over, voraciously locking lips with Crystal's pussy. I kept myself dressed, hoping that helped magnify Crystal's sense of exposure. I sat on the corner of the bed and watched Crystal's face affectionately. I scooted closer until I was right next to her. She had her eyes closed and was trying to figure out what to do with her hands. She felt the urge to put them on Rayanne's head, but then she lifted them up and waved them in the air at the sensations she was enduring.

I reached out a hand and placed it on Crystal's cheek, causing her to open her eyes and look helplessly at me.

“You're so beautiful,” I told her. “Graceful and noble, creative and fun. But above all, beautiful. You're beautiful when you sing, beautiful when you laugh, beautiful when you stare off into space and think. But you are exceptionally beautiful when you are getting ready to cum.”

Crystal closed her eyes and looked away, covering her face with both hands. “No,” I commanded. “Keep looking at me.” With a whimper of shame and defeat, Crystal looked up at me. I said nothing more, I only gazed into her brown eyes, looking around at the adorable large freckles that ran across the bridge of her nose and all over her cheeks. I stared and smiled as she started to breathe faster. I watched as she quietly begged me to “Please look away, I don't want anyone to see this.” I gazed unflinchingly as her breaths came faster and faster. I watched her back arch and her legs kick out. Her eyes stayed locked on mine even as her throat whined out her release. “Ohhh Gaaaahhhhhd!” she cried, her head and chest twitching and tears flowing down to the pillow. Once Rayanne lifted her head and sighed happily, I told Crystal she could stop looking at me. She quickly closed her eyes and put her arms across her face.

On her back like that, and especially with her arm over her head, Crystal had no visible breasts. They were very small and flattened out to nothing. But her nipples stood like dark brown towers above the plains of her chest. My fingers traced around them, back and forth. Crystal gasped at my touch but made no move to stop me.

“Get comfortable,” I said quietly to Rayanne, using hand signals to make clear my intentions. She adjusted some pillows so she could sit up, leaning her back against my headboard. Tapping Crystal on the side, I said, “Roll over and get to work.” Squinting as she opened her eyes, Crystal soon understood her job. Positioning herself on her belly in between Rayanne's legs, she began slowly licking.

I gave them a few minutes to get started, then I reached over to grab Crystal's hips. Pulling her rear up a little bit, I spread her legs and lined up behind her. Aside from me, Crystal had certainly cum the most this weekend. Fingered on Friday, eaten by Jade during the board game this morning, and now treated by Rayanne – I got a kick out of watching her crushed with shame as she was overcome with pleasure. But all that was only intended to get her ready for my entry. Crystal was about to find out how her programmed persona would respond to penetration by a cock.

She squeaked a little as my tip tapped around her entrance. She moaned in agony as I rubbed myself up and down, all along the outer edges of her lower lips. She softly cried out when I notched myself at the opening to her tunnel. But when I finally pushed forward and filled her up, Crystal jumped in the air and twisted her body towards me, shouting, “What the hell?!” It was only by the power of my grip on her waist that I stayed lodged insider her. “Ooooohhhh! Oohhhh fuck! what is happening?”

What was happening was that Crystal's nerves deep inside her pussy were extra sensitive. She was almost coming just from being filled. Then suddenly remembering that not one, but two people were watching her enjoyment, Crystal bent over and put her face in the mattress. She seemed like a proverbial ostrich with her head in the sand.

“Hey,” I said, slapping her ass lightly. “Focus.” With that, I pushed forward, forcing her face again into Rayanne's twat. As I sawed in and out, Crystal attempted to do a good job pleasing Rayanne. Despite the distraction of her oversensitive channel, she seemed to be succeeding. Then again, for Rayanne it had been quite a while. I looked at her face, which was dreamy and beginning to tighten up in preparation for release. Seeing that I watched her, Rayanne mouthed, a big silent “Thank you!” before putting one hand on the large frizzy blonde hair of Crystal's head. “Thaaaaat's it” Rayanne encouraged her. “You're doing great. Use your lips a little more pleas- oh! Oh, you got it!”

I didn't want to derail Rayanne's journey, so I maintained a slow, consistent pace as I worked myself gradually towards release. Rayanne's one hand was on her breast, rubbing around in slow circles. She was clearly close to finishing. Just as she was vocalizing the last few moments before her orgasm, I leaned forward over Crystal and found Rayanne's lips with my own. She cried out into my mouth as she tumbled into ecstasy. We kissed through the first few seconds of her orgasm, then I backed off and let her grunt her way through it. When she gripped Crystal's hair and pulled her head up, I quickly adjusted to the final act.

Slipping my legs under Crystal and straightening them out, I went on my back, my head at the foot of the bed. I pulled Crystal up as I went down, forcing her into a reverse cowgirl position. “Watch how beautiful she is when she cums,” I told Rayanne. Through dazed eyes, Rayanne watched the face of Crystal, who was hardly a foot in front of her. “Crystal, get yourself off again, using my cock,” I instructed. "Show Rayanne how good this feels."

“Whyyyyyy...?” she moaned, but still bounced up and down on my rod. Each thrust was stimulating her in ways she had never felt before. Her pleasure was growing into a release that would be her strongest ever. As she neared the end, Crystal pressed down and held me deep, wiggling her hips to let me stir up her depths.

“So embarrassing!” she cried out, but she never stopped looking over at an appreciative Rayanne. Finally, Crystal had reached her limit. “I'm going to cum,” she announced.

But I took control, grabbing her waist and saying, “Hang on!” Forcing her to bounce a little faster, I got what I needed until I was bursting inside her.

“Ohhh! Fuck!” I shouted. “Go ahead!” Crystal resumed her own motions, holding me deep as I pumped into her, but thereby getting the stimulation she needed to finish. Her orgasm noises sounded like crying, and I faintly saw that she had her hands on Rayanne's shoulders for support. “Look away!” Crystal gasped, even as her walls massaged my member with their involuntary clasping. Rayanne knew better than to listen to Crystal over me. She watched the whole show to its beautiful ending.

Once we were both winding down, I pulled Crystal back onto me and wrapped my arms around her as she stared at the ceiling. My hands traced circles around her nipples and she flinched again. Once I was sure she was done, I rolled her onto her side and sat up. Looking over to Rayanne, I asked, “Did you like my present?”

She smiled and nodded slowly, probably trying to piece together what didn't make sense. “If you're up for it tomorrow,” I continued, “we can try getting a little closer, just the two of us.”

“Yeah, we could,” she said softly and slowly, staring down at Crystal. Rayanne couldn't resist rubbing the small round curve of Crystal's ass on display for us. My hand joined hers, two white hands worshiping the brown spirit that had just appeared in its frenzied state before us. We looked at each other and giggled like children with a secret.

Laughter erupted from back in the kitchen. Another lie had been exposed. And my harem was unwittingly growing closer. I had planned on them never crossing paths again. But now I was wondering if it would be possible to... maybe...