Page 16 of Extraction Play

“You nice and relaxed, sweetness?” Meg asked from behind. She telegraphed her movements by running her palm over Pixie’s body. A shiver ran through her.

Meg delivered a swat to her ass, one that drew her attention from Eva standing before her, bare pussy exposed. “Someone didn’t answer me.”

“Sorry, Mistress,” she said, her heart thumping hard. “I’m ready.”

She’d been taken by both before, and truthfully, Pixie loved being the center of all the attention almost as much as Sloan. But tonight, her focus veered toward the woman in front of her. Eva carded her fingers through Pixie’s hair, gentle strokes that made goose bumps prickle across her skin. Fin squirmed beneath her, obviously getting restless.

“Are you going to romance her ass or fuck it, Meg?” Fin snarked back, and Pixie chewed on the inside of her cheek to hide her grin.

“God, if only I could take you over my lap.” Meg rested her palms on Pixie’s ass and spread her open.

“You wish,” Fin shot back as they gave another slight thrust inside Pixie. Pleasure rushed through her, even stronger with the way Eva’s steady fingers raked through her hair, the motion soothing and stimulating at the same time.

The blunt end of the lubed dildo pressed against her hole, and Pixie sucked in a sharp breath as she bore down. Meg’s hands on her hips kept her stable as she sank inside her. The stretch was intense as fuck, enough to make her gasp, but Eva’s fingers running through her hair in those smooth and steady strokes kept her attention front and forward, even with the bit of discomfort that always happened at the start.

“Such a good girl,” Eva murmured, her pussy inches from Pixie’s head, glistening and looking so delicious she could scream. As Meg’s hands latched onto her hips, and she pumped in and out of her, a shiver tore through her. The breath snagged in Pixie’s throat at the pristine fullness, how it obliterated all thoughts from her mind. And when Fin shifted their hips, thrusting that cock inside her pussy—fucking fireworks.

Pixie’s eyes rolled back as she braced herself, palms on the mat on either side of Fin. The glide up her ass competed with the slide inside her pussy for pleasure, both tugging her one way and then the other.Meg and Fin worked together to find a slow and steady rhythm, both careful as they took her apart one stitch at a time.

Eva’s fingers tightened on her hair, the sensation sharp but welcome. She was pretty sure she drooled. Eva stepped on either side of Fin and placed her pussy in front of Pixie’s mouth.

“Come on, dove. Eat me out.”

Pixie didn’t need any more prompting.

She leaned in and licked. The first taste of this woman exploded on her tongue, a tart, delicious nectar she wanted to lap at forever. She drew her tongue along the folds, licking up her wetness. Then she pressed down on the clit. Eva let out a low whimper that spurred her on further. She sucked and nipped at Eva’s clit, loving the mess all over her mouth. Eva’s delicious taste stole her focus, even with Fin and Meg fucking into her at the same time.

Her whole body buzzed, another orgasm building in the background as they sank into her again and again and again. Her whole body buzzed like a taut string begging to get plucked. These dominants would wreck her in the best way. Eva rocked against her face like she was fucking it, and Pixie just about went to heaven. She loved eating pussy more than anything, and the heat here, the sweet scent of her, how Eva responded—everything amped her up.

She nipped at Eva’s clit, and Eva’s fingers tightened in her hair again. The sting vaulted her even higher as she lapped at her folds, her clit all over again, circling in swirls with the tip of her tongue. Fuck, she was delicious.

The sound of their fucking, of her sopping wet pussy echoed through the room, and some of her wetness dripped down her leg as Fin continued to thrust, Meg matching pace while she pushed inside her ass. Her breaths were coming in short pants while sweat prickled across her forehead and on the inside of her thighs.

“Ready to come for me yet?” Meg gave her ass another light slap.

Pixie’s “Mmm” was muffled by the mouthful of pussy, but considering Eva ground against her face, she knew Meg didn’t expect a response. Instead, she refocused her attention on Eva’s clit, thrumming against it with her tongue, her pace amplified as she set upon it, intent on savoring every second she got.

“Pixie girl,” Fin said, their voice low and throaty. Pixie couldn’t pull away to look, though, nor did she want to. Eva’s hand in her hair trembled as Pixie lapped against her clit harder, swirls and licks alternating in an attempt to bring her over the edge. God, she wanted to feel her release on her tongue more than anything.

“Be my good girl and come,” Eva whispered, her voice a low rasp.

As if her body responded to that command alone, the next time Fin thrust inside her and Meg followed, her legs quaked. The orgasm slammed into her, and bliss raced through her body like wildfire, consuming her. She surrendered to the pulses traveling through her whole body, locking her up. Pleasure soared through her, and she closed her eyes as she sailed along with it. She kept her mouth on Eva’s pussy, sucking her clit at this point. Cries burst out of her, muffled, and she shook from the sheer force of her release.

Meg’s hands on her hips kept her secure, but she sucked on Eva’s clit through her orgasm, desperate to feel her fall apart on her tongue.

“Oh, fuck." Eva shoved her clit into Pixie’s mouth. The tremble of it against her tongue was like a different type of communion, and Pixie accepted it gladly. Eva kept Pixie’s face pressed into her pussy with the hand on the back of her head as those pulses grew stronger. A low, long moan escaped from Eva as she came, and a gush of her cum flooded Pixie’s mouth.

And more followed.

And more.

Wetness soaked her face, dribbling down her chin as she tried to lap up the woman’s cum. She breathed through her nose as an immense amount splashed onto her, dripping down her neck, her chest. The hot liquid on her face sent a thrill through her, and her heart raced from her release, followed by Eva’s.

“Oh fuck,” Fin shouted from beneath her. Pixie didn’t need to look down to know what had happened.

A hysterical little laugh bubbled in her throat, but it was muffled by her mouth still on Eva’s pussy. When Eva’s breaths slowed, she released her grip on Pixie’s hair and took a step back. Eva tilted Pixie’s chin upward, running her thumb along it as a sated smile curved her lips.

“So perfect,” she murmured so low Pixie wasn’t sure if she’d been supposed to hear that. Eva glanced down and widened her eyes.

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