SSMM Ch29

Jane going down on Ava is a feast for the eyes, and Viv has enough experience to make the most of it in unhurried fashion. With an unnecessarily queenly air, she opens her robe and spreads herself out in her chair.

Ava’s feet move, sliding across the sheets, and her hard breathing tickles Viv’s eardrums, making goosebumps break out on her skin. Jane probably isn’t conscious of how her hips move or the way that she’s showing everything to Viv, but it’s the wet gleam on her inner thighs catching the lamplight that drives Viv crazy.

Slouching with one leg over the arm of the chair, Viv licks one fingertip and gently teases her nipple. Ava’s back arches and her huge breasts rise into view over Jane’s head.

“Yes. There. Don’t stop,” Ava is saying.

Viv teases herself between her legs with the lightest touch, resisting the urge to escalate along with Ava’s adorable pleading. She forces herself to hold the arms of the chair instead of touching herself when Ava cums. Her breasts tingle, her skin burns, and she aches between her legs. She can almost feel Jane’s hot tongue as she watches Ava kick softly, then turn onto her side. Jane crawls on top of her and kisses her with her legs spread, letting her wet mound slide over Ava’s smooth leg.

Viv bites her lip. Experience doesn’t matter; listening to this soft kissing makes her heart race. Enough is enough. She gets to her feet and drops her robe, approaching the bed to climb on with a feline grace.

The girls look up at her and moist lips and luscious bodies pull her more strongly than gravity, but Ava reaches out. Curious, Viv takes her hand.

Ava pulls her into a gentle kiss. Before Viv can intensify it or even let her hands start to roam, Ava guides her fingers between Jane’s legs.

Fine. Viv doesn’t mind showing off. Ava kisses Jane deeply as Viv works her magic. She only needs three fingers to make Jane’s pussy squeeze her like a vice. Jane’s loud, although not as loud as the storm, which is audible even this deep in the house. Jane’s lusty cries and red face with her hair all wild begs Viv to kiss her and keep going until she can’t see straight, but Viv finds herself blocked by Ava’s body.

Ava cups Jane’s face in her hands and kisses her with a thoroughness that only comes from genuine feelings. Although there’s calculation here too; Viv isn’t blind. Or helpless.

She gives Ava’s plump ass a little slap, and then goes to work on her with her fingers. Whatever Ava’s plans were, they change quickly. She goes from lying on top of Jane, kissing her to being on all fours and moaning into her face.

It’s a little crude and vulgar, but Viv does away with her elegant plucking suitable for a fancy harp and goes deep into Ava with three fingers. Jane sees what’s happening and wraps her arms protectively around the sobbing Ava, shooting Viv an almost accusatory glare. Accusing her of what? Making Ava feel too good?

Viv lightly drags her fingernails along the curve of Ava’s back, caressing her flank as she works her right hand up and down until Ava’s just a mewling puddle of gelatin in Jane’s arms.

Sitting back on her heels, Viv is satisfied with her handiwork. Ava can’t breathe. Jane can’t hide how turned on she is; her nipples bulge, aching to be touched. Even if these two girls could act, they wouldn’t be able to hide the needy twitching of their most intimate parts.

Finally, a breathless Ava slides off Jane and the two of them gaze up at Viv. There’s a lot going on with those two faces. Playfulness. Respect. Desire.

Ava and Jane exchange a look. They put up a good fight, but it looks like there won’t be any more games. There’s even a hint of shy hesitance as they sit up, but there’s no need for that. Viv tastes Ava on Jane’s lips, and Ava’s clumsy mouth on her nipple is perfect. Viv’s fingers run through silky hair and squeeze soft flesh. She sighs when they touch her, and tastes sweat when she licks Ava’s neck as she squeezes her breasts while Jane sucks her clit.

When Ava is between Viv’s legs, Jane stays just far enough away that her beautiful lips are out of reach. Viv breathes hard, stroking Ava’s head as she locks eyes with the naked maid, who lazily touches herself as she watches.

“I’ve wanted you since I first saw you,” she says.

“I know,” Jane replies.

Viv sighs and closes her eyes for a moment as Ava’s tongue pushes inside her. She smiles at Jane.

“How long have you wanted me?”

“You mean, you want me to tell you which movie I saw when I was twelve that made me feel something? Or something more recent?”

Those words send a jolt through Viv's body and her breath catches.

Ava looks up, mouth dripping. Viv pulls, and Ava comes up for a kiss, letting her hand take over for her mouth.

“Oh god,” Viv moans into her mouth. Ava sucks Viv’s breast and fingers her. “Tell me,” she pants at Jane.

“I’ll let you wonder.” Jane crawls over and lifts one huge breast, which spills out of her delicate hand.

Viv snorts, amused. But she opens her mouth, and Jane guides her fat nipple in. Viv sucks, letting it all wash over her.

Soon enough, Viv is in the place that feels even better than sex: damp, fragrant sheets in between two soft young women. Ava has snuggled up nicely, welcoming Viv’s arm around her. Jane’s a little more standoffish in her posture, or she wants to be, but she enjoys Viv’s warmth and having her hair idly played with. Viv lies contentedly, both ready to drift away and wishing that she didn’t have to. She could hold these two forever.

“Hey,” Ava mumbles, trailing a finger along the curves of Viv’s body.

“Mm?” Jane replies.

“Didn’t you have to make a phone call?”

Jane shrugs. “Too late now.”

“Do you need to get back?” Ava asks Viv.

That is a legitimate question that Viv had been hoping to avoid.

She doesn’t want to move from this spot.

Should Viv go back to her own bed?

Or stay the night?