Page 100 of Menage a Passions

Caitlyn's tongue joined in the action. Right on Becca's nipple. The sensation brought Becca closer to the edge. She could feel them, kissing and licking and biting and touching.

Jane. Caitlyn. Jane. Caitlyn.

I'm gonna come.

"Come for us, Becca." Jane was there, holding her face, encouraging her. "Let go."

It was as if the words were enough to make Becca release every ounce of tension she had built up. She felt her toes curl into her shoes, her knees bending inward as she cried out in pleasure.

All the while, both women kept touching her. Kissing her. Fucking her.

"Oh, my goodness." Caitlyn muffled her laughter right against Becca's chest. "Any tighter and we won't be getting you down from this thing anytime soon! Unless that's what you want."

Jane whistled through her teeth before pulling her delicate finger away from Becca's orgasm. "When she lets go, she really lets go!"

Becca gasped, her hands rattling against the top of the St. Andrew's Cross while her knees buckled and her heels fought for purchase against the hardwood floor. It was a good thing she was tied up. Otherwise, she'd be on the floor, waiting for someone to fall on top of her.

"Do you want down?" Caitlyn sweetly asked.

"Yes," Becca whispered. "I need you both."

"Both of us for what, love?" Jane asked.

Becca softly closed her eyes. "I don't know. I just need you both."

Caitlyn kept Becca steady as Jane undid one side of the restraints. As Becca fell forward, she was caught by Caitlyn, who was more than happy to support her weight until she was ready to stand up.

"Good girl." Caitlyn patted Becca's ass as she lowered her skirt. "We're not done with you yet, though."

"Are we ever?" Jane laughed. "You're our favorite toy."

"And you're my favorite ways to spend the evening."

Between the two of them, Becca was led out of the brand-new dungeon and to Jane’s bedroom only one door away. She was grateful to rest her body, but she knew it also came with its own price.

Soon.Verysoon.

“What do you think?” Caitlyn held Becca from behind, keeping her turtleneck up over her breasts so Jane had an eyeful as she faced them. “Isn’t she the prettiest thing you’ve seen?”

“Now, now.” Jane helped Becca step out of her skirt. Her ripped tights remained on, though.Of course they stay. Caitlyn can’t say no to a pair of ruined tights.Half of their shopping trips consisted of Caitlyn buying Becca lingerie she fully intended on ripping, tearing, and cutting off her girlfriend. “That’s a trick question. Becauseyouare also the prettiest thing I’ve ever beheld, Cait. Ah, look at you two.” Jane stared right into Becca’s hazy eyes, but her hands were on Caitlyn’s shoulders. “Take her to bed, Cait. I’ve got a special present for her.”

“Let me guess…”

No other words were exchanged as Caitlyn gently pushed Becca onto the giant bed and climbed on with her. Becca was distracted by Jane taking off some of her clothes and searching for where she had unpacked her new toys for this occasion. By the time Caitlyn called Becca over, her cuddly blond Mistress was quite comfortable against the headboard, legs open for Becca to sit between her thighs.

How could anyone say no tothatinvitation?

“Are you having a lovely date night?” Caitlyn cooed into Becca’s ear as the one situated the other.Fuck, this is hot.Caitlyn hooked her knees beneath Becca’s and spread open her legs. Becca leaned her head back against Caitlyn’s shoulder, her hair gathered to one side as her Mistress’s grabby hands groped Becca’s breasts and pinched her nipples. “My, can you think of any better way to break in this ridiculous bed? Who does Jane think she’s kidding?” Becca yelped as Caitlyn’s strong thighs pushed her upward. Becca’s head slipped down and nestled against Caitlyn’s breasts. “This bed is big enough for all three of us to sleep in and never touch each other.”

Jane was looming over them both when Becca opened her eyes again. Wearing nothing but her bra and shirt, the bare skin below was avision.Especially with a new strap-on also waiting to be broken in.By my pussy. Let’s go.

“That’s the idea,” Jane said, and Becca didn’t know if that was a response to what Caitlyn said about the bed’s size, or what Becca had been thinking just now.

“Don’t wear it out too much,” Caitlyn said as she continued to massage Becca’s chest with one hand and rub her stomach with the other. Such soft machinations encouraged her legs to stay open for Jane, who lifted Becca’s ankles until they draped over her other Mistress’s shoulders.They have me completely ensconced.This was better than the cross. That was fun.Thiswas love. “You know I’m gonna want a turn with her pussy again.”

“If I accidentally give her too much attention…” Jane spoked while lining up the tip of the strap-on exactly where she wanted it.Come on, come on, come on…Becca was always her most impatient when she was about to getit.Her brain occupied the past, present, and future simultaneously, which was a lovelyway of saying the keyboard-smash variant of her garbled words. “There’s always you, Cait. I will fuck you anytime you want, too.”

Becca cried out as Jane penetrated her, those strong hips thrusting forward hard enough to send Becca’s spine back up Caitlyn’s chest. Caitlyn held on to her, desperately, touching her skin while talking over her moans. “You always do. With the understanding I get to do you sometimes, too.”

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