Preparing pussy lips and hesitant minds

A/N: I developed this chapter from my outlines after I was already exhausted from a long day, so it wasn't until I was done that I realized I forgot to write it in second-person POV as I have done with the rest of the arc. I'm a bit too tired to edit it all right now, so I will do it tomorrow (and expand with a couple of images I didn't have the time to edit to my liking), but I didn't want to lose the daily update streak I have been on for the past week and the chapter is finished other than that, so I hope you like it. I just wanted to clarify these points to avoid confusion.

Anyway, happy reading.

Kira's POV

The sight of Michael's cock pumping its thick load into Laurel's eager pussy was enough to send Kira's mind into a tailspin of lust. Her heart pounded in her chest, her body trembling with a mix of longing and arousal as she watched her girlfriend ride their master like a well-oiled machine. She 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 Kira couldn't help but feel a pang of envy.

Not envy at the fact her beloved girlfriend was fucking their Master instead of her, of course. Their owner had made sure she was okay with sharing the woman she loved 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 she realized he owned her, she was starting to wish she didn't have such psychological baggage that had left her not wanting to get pregnant with kids of her own.

"Trauma is a bitch," she thought to herself with a small wince as she continued to caress her pussy lips.

Before she could continue nursing her painful memories, their Master removed his cock from her girlfriend's cunt and looked at her fingering herself with such an intense look that she 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 cummed yet, despite the fact that she lubricated your own pussy with your tongue. So, how about you prepare her for me next?"

Laurel looked at Kira with intense hunger as she grinned in delight. "With pleasure, Master," she purred, her eyes never leaving Kira's face. She moved off her Master's body and scooted back on the bed until she was positioned before Kira, who was still lying on the side of the bed, her legs spread wide, her fingers frantically rubbing her clit. Laurel could see her girlfriend's pussy lips glistening with arousal, and from the look on her face, she couldn't wait to taste her.

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

Kira complied immediately, her legs falling open, giving Laurel a perfect view of her 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 Kira's thighs as she buried her face between her girlfriend's legs. Kira moaned, her hips bucking off the bed as Laurel's tongue licked a long, slow line up her slit.

"Shit, that feels good," Kira panted, her fingers tangling in Laurel's hair, pushing her closer.

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

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

Laurel's tongue was merciless, licking and sucking every inch of Kira's pussy, her fingers digging into Kira's thighs as she held her in place. Kira could feel the vibrations of Laurel's moans, her appreciation for the taste of her girlfriend driving Kira 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 doubled her efforts, her tongue circling Kira's clit with relentless speed, her fingers digging into Kira's thighs as she held her in place.

"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, baby," She hissed, her words sending shivers down Kira's spine.

Kira's body convulsed as she struggled to hold off her orgasm, her fingers clenching in Laurel's hair as she fought to maintain control. "Oh, fuck, I can't... I can't hold it in any longer," Kira gasped, her body shaking with need.

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

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

Her girlfriend eagerly licked her essence all over her outer folds as fast as she could, and before long the two of them were panting. But then, her girlfriend climbed on top of her, locked her gaze with hers in a look of sympathy, and then clutched her in a warm embrace, their naked breasts colliding with each other in the process. "I am so sorry, Kira," Laurel whispered in her 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 her ear with genuine sincerity, her eyes meeting hers with a look of heartfelt concern.

Kira felt her heart soften at her girlfriend's words, her own fingers tangling in Laurel's hair, her body starting to relax as the last remnants of her orgasm faded away.

"Thanks. I appreciate that," she 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 Kira.

"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 before he fucks you, Kira," Laurel explained. "Just because you make it a habit to drink birth control pills every day if you can, it doesn't mean that accidents can't happen, so you should probably explain your situation."

Kira took a deep breath, and then she nodded. "You are right, as always."

Then she turned to stare at the man that owns every inch of her body and commands her absolute loyalty. "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."

Her Master was clearly more than a little ready to penetrate her hard and fast before cumming balls deep inside her if the thick hardness of his dick was any indication, but he just 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?"