Blended TML Ch 24

There’s a moment or two for lucid thought, but Mary’s hands are already moving on their own, perhaps unconsciously mimicking what Katya did to Piper a second ago. Her palm comes up her belly, and for once her issues with her body are forgotten—she doesn’t care how things look, only how they feel, and what she feels is need. As her hand passes her breast, her fat, rock-hard nipple strains against her shirt. The lightest brush is almost enough to make her wobble on her feet. Moisture makes her thighs ticklish.

She swallows with a dry throat and moves aside so she won’t be spotted. The wall beside the door is cold where her bare skin touches it. She grasps her breast and slips one hand into her panties. She’s not smooth like those two in there. As her fingers slide over her bush, which she has not bothered with because Penny hasn’t been home, memories of Penny nosing through it, inhaling deeply, and going down on her flood in. She bites her lip and whimpers as her fingers find her gooey slit and swollen clit. It’s hard to breathe and to stand up straight, but the pleasure is to die for.

Still, no matter how good it is, she can still hear things intensify in the bedroom. Red and sweating, she leans, craning her neck to peek.

Katya is separate from Piper again, letting her work. The pace is picking up, and Piper wears a profoundly sexy look of urgency.

Brise picks up on it, lighting up. “Here. Here. Here,” she gasps, patting her stomach.

“What?” Piper pants.

“On me. Here. Here.” Brise touches her stomach again, then her breast.

“OK. OK,” Piper agrees distractedly. She grabs Brise’s hips and leans in, driving hard. Brise hisses and her belly tenses.

“Yes,” she says through her teeth.

Piper grunts, then pulls out. Mary’s breath catches; it’s big, and sheathed in a dripping, teal condom. Piper rips it off and pulls. Her hips jerk, and white jets spray across Brise’s body.

Brise watches with delight, and some intimidating intensity, increasingly pleased as Piper pumps out more and more onto her skin. It’s on her tummy, her navel piercing, and even her breasts.

Katya looks impressed.

Piper deflates and sinks back on her heels with a sigh, fanning her face. Her fingers are still wrapped around her cock; a little more cum drools from the tip.

Brise can’t get enough. She smears the cum over her skin, then teases her clit and squeezes her breasts with sticky fingers.

Katya is locked onto a breathless Piper. She strokes her big cock, then moves closer on her knees. Piper sees her, and Katya’s intentions are not difficult to read. Piper reaches out invitingly, and Katya moves in to conquer.