Preparing pussy lips and hesitant minds

Kira's POV

The sight of Master Michael's cock pumping its thick load into Laurel's eager pussy was enough to send your mind into a tailspin of lust. Your heart pounded in your chest, your body trembling with a mix of longing and arousal as you watched your girlfriend ride their master like a well-oiled machine. You could see the sheer ecstasy on Laurel's face, the way her body moved with a grace and fluidity that spoke of years of practice, and you couldn't help but feel a pang of envy.

Not envy at the fact her beloved girlfriend was fucking their Master instead of you, of course. Their owner had made sure you were okay with sharing the woman she loved most in this entire world with him. Rather, she was envious of the sheer confidence Laurel had as she rode their one true Master and requested he breed her willing womb. Because now that you realized that Master Michael owned you, you were starting to wish you didn't have such psychological baggage that had left you not wanting to get pregnant with kids of your own.

"Trauma is a bitch," You thought to yourself with a small wince as you continued to caress your pussy lips.

Before you could continue nursing your painful memories, their Master removed his cock from your beloved girlfriend's cunt and looked at you fingering yourself with such an intense look that you shivered on the spot.

"Laurel, I think it's time you return the favor to your girlfriend," He said with a smirk. "Poor Kira here hadn't cum yet, despite the fact that she lubricated your own pussy with her tongue. So, how about you prepare her for me next?"

Laurel looked at you with intense hunger as she grinned in delight. "With pleasure, Master," she purred, her eyes never leaving your face.

She moved off her Master's body and scooted back on the bed until she was positioned before you. And so there you were, lying on the side of the bed, your legs spread wide, your fingers frantically rubbing your horny folds as your long-time lover moved closer. Laurel could soon see your pussy lips glistening with arousal up close and personal, and from the look on her face, she couldn't wait to taste you.

"You heard Master Michael, honey, spread your legs wider," Laurel urged, her voice thick with lust.

You complied immediately, dutifully opening your hips even more and giving Laurel a perfect view of your glistening pussy. Laurel's eyes darkened immediately as she took in the sight, her tongue darting out to lick her lips.

"Fuck, you're so wet," Laurel growled, her voice husky with desire.

She leaned in, her hands gripping your thighs as she buried her face between her legs. You moaned on the spot, your hips bucking off the bed as Laurel's tongue licked a long, slow line up your slit.

"Shit, that feels good," You cried out, your fingers tangling in Laurel's hair, pushing her closer.

Laurel hummed in apparent agreement, her lips pressing against your clit as she sucked and licked, her tongue flicking fast and furiously. Your hips moved in time with Laurel's mouth, your body tensing in the process as you got closer to the edge.

You could feel the pressure building in your core, your body **** for release. You looked down at your girlfriend, your eyes widening as Laurel devoured your pussy with eager abandon.

Her tongue was merciless, licking and sucking every inch of your pussy, her fingers digging into your thighs as she held you in place. And you could feel the vibrations of Laurel's moans, her appreciation for the taste of her girlfriend driving you wild.

"Fuck, Laurel, you're going to make me cum," Kira gasped, her body trembling with anticipation. "Your tongue is driving me fucking crazy. I need more... I need you to make me cum, baby."

Laurel grinned, her eyes gleaming with lust and determination as she shifted her position below and between her legs while redoubling her efforts, her tongue circling your clit with relentless speed, her fingers moving near your pubic hair as she held you in pleasure.

"Cum for me, Kira," Laurel growled, her voice vibrating against Kira's sensitive flesh. "Cum all over my fucking face. I want to taste you so damned much. Let me feast," She hissed, her words sending shivers down your spine.

Your body convulsed as you struggled to hold off your orgasm, your fingers clenching in Laurel's hair as you felt the incoming flood. "Oh, fuck, I can't... I can't hold it in any longer," You gaped, your body shaking with need.

Laurel looked up at you with a smirk, her tongue continuing to **** your clit with expert precision. "Let go, sweety. Give it to me. Let me get your birth canal all slippery and ready for our master's baby-making cock."

You couldn't help but visibly flinch at her words with a wince, an action that you was sure your girlfriend noticed, but you were already past the horny point of no return, so even your sudden mixed feelings couldn't stop you from rolling your eyes to the back of your head while screaming your head off, your pussy erupting all over your beloved Laurel's face.

Her girlfriend eagerly licked your essence all over your outer folds as fast as she could, and before long the two of you were panting. But then, your girlfriend climbed on top of you, locked her gaze with yours in a look of sympathy, and then clutched you in a warm embrace, their naked breasts colliding with one another's in the process as she kissed you lovingly on the lips.

"I am so sorry, Kira," Laurel whispered in your ear, her voice filled with sincere regret. "I know I am eager for our Master's baby, but I shouldn't have pushed so hard to have you share in the pregnant experience with me without asking you first. After all, I know how much it took you to open up to me about the trauma from your fucked-up past, and it is perfectly understandable how this ended up affecting your views on pregnancy and relationships. I should have known better even if I got carried away, and I am sorry." Laurel whispered in your ear with genuine sincerity, her eyes meeting yours with a look of heartfelt concern.

You felt your heart soften at your beloved girlfriend's words, your own fingers tangling in Laurel's hair as your body started to relax while the last remnants of your orgasm faded away.

"Thanks. I appreciate that," You finally replied after a pause.

Then, Laurel glanced back at their owner, whose cock had already risen back to full mast but was now staring at them in confusion and curiosity, clearly wondering what they were talking about. Before long she returned her gaze to you.

"All the same, I think you should be honest with our Master now. Let's get all cards on the table. He might be able to use his powers over that beautiful mind of yours that he owns to help you heal from that trauma. And even if not, well, he has been very kind and understanding to us so far, so it would be better if he understood the situation in order to make a more informed decision before he fucks you, Kira," Laurel explained. "Just because you make it a habit to drink birth control pills as often as possible, it doesn't mean that accidents can't happen, so you should probably explain your situation."

You took a deep breath and then nodded. "You are right, as usual."

Then you turned to stare at the man that owned every inch of your body and commanded your absolute loyalty when push came to shove. "Master...I know you were getting all ready to fuck me to high heaven, and I am sorry if I am blue-balling you a bit right now, but would it be too much to ask for a couple of minutes of your time first? I have something important to say."

Your Master was clearly more than a little ready to penetrate you hard and fast before cumming balls deep inside your womb if the thick hardness of his dick was any indication, but he soon took a deep breath of his own and nodded in understanding. "Of course, Kira. That sounds like the least I can do. Tell me, what do you wish to tell me?"