Page 68 of Together in Harmony
Lennox presses his chest against mine, rubbing our torso’s together.
“We’ll come back to this in a minute,” he promises. “So back to Jergen. He’ll work on an area of my body, and by the end of the session I will be crying like a baby. But in the next day or two, I also realize I am feeling freer. Like a layer of pain has been rubbed away.” Lennox leans down and kisses me softly.
“You have all this pain inside you. In your muscles. But I am going to release every bit of it. Piece by piece, muscle by muscle. I got you babe. I’m going to free you from it all.”
He pulls me round ninety degrees, so I am standing at right angles to him. Then his hands slide down my body until one is cupping my ass, and one is on my mound.
“You know where else you've got muscles, baby?” Lennox’s voice has turned husky. I can feel his length grinding against my hip.
In tandem his fingers start to move in slow circles, and I start to throb with need.
He laughs softly and kisses my neck. “Want me to keep massaging your muscles, baby?”
I can't think of anything more I want in the whole world. I open my legs slightly to give him better access. “Good girl.”
My pussy is starting to bubble up. The shower water doesn’t wash away my cream.
Lennox pushes his finger around the folds, stirring the liquid I'm producing. Then the hand at my back swoops right under and between my legs. His fingers drag all the silky fluid back and up my ass crack.
With his left hand Lennox starts to massage the juice into the tight puckered circle, while with his right hand he is rubbing the side of my clit, circling around and then rubbing it again, in a tantalizing, frustrating pattern.
“Please,” I gasp out.
A finger presses into my ass. The tip feels smooth as it breaches the muscle ring.
“We gotta relax all those muscles,” he says, then starts to slowly move his finger in a little further and then out again. The feeling is exquisite. The frustrating fingers on his right hand stop with their circling. Now I feel one probe at my front entrance.
“You’re so wet baby, you want more don’t you.” I do, I really fucking do. I feel not one but two fingers enter, making me stretch. “Oh baby, I feel how tight you are…gonna have to massage down here for a long long time.”
I’m dizzy with pleasure. And then.
Then Lennox somehow has his thumb on my clit.
His hands are fucking me in my ass and in my pussy, and he’s playing with my clit.
“Drummers hands,” he whispers again. “Now squeeze tight onto my fingers, baby,” he commands. “That’s it…now I want you to fuck yourself on my hands. Let me see you do that.”
I do that happily.
I'm jerking my hips backwards and forwards before he has even finished his sentence. When I jerk forward, my pussy gets filled, when arch back, then my ass gets finger-pegged.
And all the time his thumb teases my clit. I’m moving faster, the waves coming. Faster and harder I impale myself over and over again. All the time I can feel his cock pressing into the side of my buttock.
As I thrust forward, he says, “Imagine that’s my cock.” As I go back it’s the same, “Now imagine that's my cock as well. Fuck yourself baby, fuck yourself.”
In that moment the waves break and my orgasm explodes all over my body. I keep grinding though, wanting more, never wanting it to end.
It doesn’t have to.
I swing my hips, Lennox's fingers pull out of me.
“More,” I growl. He sweeps me up in his arms and virtually runs into Asa’s bedroom, throwing me on the bed.
“Open,” he shouts.
“Fill me,” I shout at the same time.
A second later I am filled again, with glorious Lennox cock. Much wider and deeper than just his fingers, it fills me, but I can still take more.
