He walks away, and I wait in eager anticipation of what’s to come but resist turning to look behind me and see.
After a few long moments, I feel Alik’s rough hands forcing my legs further apart. Then, I feel his hand at my pussy. Guiding a smaller, softer hand. My whole body trembles at the thought of Kiya touching my pussy, let alone when I feel two of her fingers inside me. Guided there by Alik.
“Back and forth, Kiya. Just like that,” Alik coaches while I begin to moan from the motions of her soft fingers inside me.
Her thrusts are timid, but her fingers, though smaller than bother mine and Alik’s, are at just right.
“Just like that. Now go faster. Go harder. Don’t worry. She’s not going to break. If I can’t break her, neither can you.”
My breaths come out in desperate pants as Kiya picks up her pace fucking me with her fingers.
“You sure…” I trail off to take a breath. “You sure you haven’t… done this before?”
“Yes,” she replies.
If that’s the case, either she’s just a natural or really good at following Alik’s instructions. I don’t care either way.
“Add another finger and scissor your them. Just like—”
“That,” I pant desperately, interrupting Alik.
Normally, interrupting him might elicit a punishment. But he only continues to instruct Kiya, saying, “Now touch her clit.”
I howl as I feel Kiya reach around my front and place her hand on my clit. It takes a few times for her to get her coordination right, but then she’s simultaneously fucking me with her fingers and rubbing my clit and—
“Don’t leave her waiting, Nadezhda. Reward her efforts and come for her.”
I let out a groan as I come, collapsing forward on the bed because I can’t hold myself up anymore. Kiya continues to rub my clit and finger me through it until she stops feeling my pussy walls quake on her fingers.
“Was that good?” Kiya asks, sounding actually breathless herself. “Are you okay?”
I manage to crawl further up the bed and then roll onto my back. I wince from the sting of my sore ass meeting the mattress, and then say, “Just fine, Pretty Girl.”
She blushes prettily before looking at her hands, looking for something to wipe them on. Alik tosses her the shirt he used to wipe off his cock after he apparently came from his own hands while watching while I was too lost in my own pleasure to notice.
20
Alik
“I
s it always like this?” Kiya asks as I guide her through administering aftercare to Nadia.
There’s a connecting bathroom to our room, but the tub is nowhere near as large as the one Nadia prefers in our sex dungeon after a session. So she decides to forgo that and settles for Kiya and I wiping her down with a warm cloth instead.
“Is what always like what?”
“When you all have sex like this. Is it always this…” She pauses. “Intense.”
I chuckle and can’t resist touching Kiya’s face with a single finger. Her innocence continues to astound me as well as entice me. Fuck, I can’t wait to completely and utterly corrupt her.
I plant a kiss on her lips before saying, “This, Kitten, is far from intense.”
Kiya shivers. I smirk and pull away, returning my attention to Nadia knowing I’ve left Kiya wanting. Left myself wanting. I’m so ready to fuck her tight cunt with my cock, it’s a wonder I can keep waiting. But that would probably be more than Kiya is ready to take tonight. Besides, I’d prefer Nadia to be involved in taking her virginity, and even though she’s taken worse beatings from me during past sessions, it’s been a long evening and she’s worn out.
“More intense than this?” Kiya asks.
“I showed you the videos,” Nadia moans.