Page 164 of Tell Me What You Want

Her humid mouth comes to my mound and stops. She runs her tongue on my tattoo.

“Judith, this tattoo is very tempting. I’m sure it ignites many a passion.”

I look at Eric, and he grins. I know why she’s saying that, but I keep quiet.

Marisa looks up for an instant, and a cascade of emotions washes over me when I feel her hands between my legs. I’m drenched. Soaked. Receptive. She touches me and effortlessly slides a finger inside me while the palm of her hand rubs my clit. So turned on, I push into her hand in search of my pleasure.

“C’mon, you guys,” I hear her say. “Come join me in my game.”

Mario touches my right breast while Eric uses his mouth on my left. Each one stimulates me in his own way until Marisa opens my legs and dives in.

“Oh ...,” I moan while three people touch and suck me.

My overheated, open sex is exposed and responds to Marisa’s demands. I happily convulse. Her expert tongue goes in and out of me and pauses at my clit to do what I did to her just moments ago. She sucks it. She surrounds it and tugs on it. I sit up, ecstatic.

Eric abandons my breast and searches for my mouth. He finds me and kisses me. His tongue steamrolls me, pushy and possessive, while Marisa makes me moan, which drives him crazy.

“Yes, sweetness, like that ... Surrender and enjoy for me.”

“Just for you,” I say between breaths.

For what seems an eternity, Marisa plays between my legs while Mario pecks at my nipples and Eric kisses me. Then Mario grabs me by the right thigh, and Eric grabs the other. They sit me up on the bed, spread me out for Marisa, and offer me to her.

Wild because she’s finally gotten what she has so long wanted, Marisa sucks me masterfully. She grabs me by the ass and pushes me onto her mouth. She savors me in a thousand ways, and I let it all happen, loving every minute. Waves of an intense, burning pleasure run through my body over and over.

“Wet and ready for you,” I hear her say.

I don’t know what she means, but her husband lets go of me, gets up, and vanishes from the room.

Eric doesn’t speak. He just watches as he holds me for Marisa. She inserts two fingers into the very depths of my sex, then brings them out. I raise my hips in hopes of more. She repeats her actions, and my own juices are providing the lubrication. Her husband returns and sits on the side of the bed. He’s brought a two-headed dildo.

“I want to see you two fuck each other.”

When I look over at Eric, he kisses me again. He bites my lips and murmurs words of love. Marisa’s fingers continue their pistonlike action, and I moan and enjoy the moment. An instant later, she pauses and brings her playful tongue back to the center of my desire.

“You’re so hot ...,” she says as she takes the dildo and arranges it between us. “Let’s fuck.”

Eric climbs behind me. He doesn’t abandon me. He’s attentive to me and my movements. He picks up the dildo, lubes the head with his spit, and gently insinuates it into me. I feel each centimeter as it makes its way into my flesh. I moan.

“Yes ... like that,” Eric whispers in my ear.

When Eric pauses, Marisa opens her legs, takes the other end of the dildo, and settles onto it. She bites her lip and mewls as she buries the dildo inside her and, in turn, farther into me.

“Careful, sweetness ...,” Eric whispers.

I watch as Marisa moves in search of her orgasm. She gyrates her hips. The dildo between us provokes all kinds of sensations in me. Marisa launches her pelvis in my direction and I cry out, but I don’t move away. Then it’s my pelvis and I going against her. The game makes it so the dildo goes in and out of both of us, injecting us each with bolts of pleasure.

With the two of us facing each other, Marisa grabs my arms and pushes her sex toward me. She looks right at me, clenches her teeth, and groans. I’m crying, crazed, but seconds later, I’m the one who grabs her arms and squeezes. We both come, united by the dildo. Exhausted, we tumble backward.

I close my eyes. I’m drained. Someone removes the dildo, and I open my eyes and see it’s Marisa.

“OK, girls, now it’s our turn,” Mario says as he rolls on a condom.

I look over at Eric and see he’s tearing open a condom package. He puts it on and takes my hand.

“I’m going to tie you to the bed and offer you to Mario so he can fuck you. Lie facedown.”

Without complaint, I do as he says and see Marisa doing the same. Mario and Eric tie our wrists to the headboard with the silk handkerchiefs. An instant later, I feel a lash on my ass. It burns. I recognize Eric’s hand as he grabs me and lifts my butt up in the air.

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