Page 12 of A Fool For Her Mates

“You doing alright, Fancy?” I ask and H’Row releases her lips so she can answer.

“No! I mean, I’m fine, but when are you going to touch me?” She gasps.

“We’re touching you now,” H’Row breathes into her neck. Her whole body shivers.

“You know what I mean!” I peek up at her face and her cheeks are flushed hot pink. It’s adorable.

“I am afraid I don’t. Perhaps your earth customs are different from ours on WP12. You should tell us exactly what you want.” I say in a silky voice. She groans in frustration.

“I want you to touch me, lick me, fuck me, anything!” she blurts.

“Where should we fuck you? Your human body seems to provide several options,” I try hard to keep the humor from my voice. I’ve discovered I enjoy teasing Fancy immensely.

“My pussy. Down there.” She actually points. This is delightful. “I mean you can fuck my mouth too, but can we start with my pussy, please? I think we’ll have to work our way up to my ass but we can do that someday. I just want you in me. You’re going to do it now, right? Wait, I should clarify. Only one cock at a time, for now. Does that work? Is one of you going to fuck me now?”

I give her nipple an approving pinch.

“Yes, my dear Fancy we will.”

Chapter 12: H’Row

Fancy looks like she’s going to punch V’Lin when he lets out a deep, rumbling laugh. I don’t blame her. It was a shock to me too, that my straight-laced companion is a merciless tease in bed. But before she can protest, he glides down her body and kisses her pussy, long and deep. She lets out a full-throated moan, bucking into the warm embrace of his lips. I can feel her excitement nearing its peak and V’Lin’s pride at pleasuring her so well.

He's not done yet, gliding his clever tongue over her clit and into her slit. I return to kissing Fancy’s mouth, matching the rhythm of my tongue to V’Lin’s below. With each thrust and swirl, her pleasure builds, steadily increasing. Her hips are moving of their own accord, desperately seeking that extra bit of friction that will push her over the edge. V’Lin sucks her clit into his mouth. I swirl my tongue, and she shatters, crying out as shuddering waves of pleasure crest through her body. V’Lin and I can feel it echoing through our bodies.

I know neither of us wants to intrude on Fancy’s bliss, but both of us are getting pretty desperate for our own release too. We lie there quietly for a minute listening to Fancy’s breaths as they grow more steady. I’m trying not to think about how uncomfortable my cock feels in my uniform pants and how much I’d like to plunge inside of her.

“That was… wow,” Fancy says. “But, wait, we’re not done, are we? Don’t you want to try more?”

“Well, actually,” V’Lin begins, but Fancy pokes him.

“Not you. I’m mad at you. Now, H’Row…” she turns to me, “Are you ready for another round?”

I can’t help huffing out a little laugh.

“Yes! Whatever you want, dear Fancy.” I’m already ripping off my shirt and pants. V’Lin throws his arm over his face and groans dramatically. It warms my heart to see him letting down his guard and letting his playful side show. I turn back to Fancy and grin. I’m glad that my mates are happy. And I want to make it even better for them.

“Holy wow! H’Row look at you,” Fancy says when she sees my body.

I look down at myself, then back at her, worried there’s something wrong.

“Is everything okay? Am I not pleasing to you?”

Now it’s her turn to laugh. It’s a beautiful sound to my ears.

“Ohmigod, H’Row. You’re even more pleasing than I imagined. I think you might be even more pleasing than I can handle. But I’ll try to take as much as I can.”

I grin broadly and wink at V’Lin, who looks a little jealous and very turned on.

Fancy sits up on the bed, puts her hands on her hips, and gives me an appraising look.

“I think I want to be on top. Maybe you can lie down here?” She points to the space in front her. Then she turns to V’Lin. “You can sit on the floor and watch.”

“As you wish, Fancy.” V’Lin’s lips curl into a mocking smile, but he slides onto the floor and crosses his legs.

“Good.” She turns back to me. “Are you ready, H’Row? Is there anything you don’t like?”

“I don’t like waiting,” I say as lightly as I can. All of this build up is pushing me to the edge.

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