Page 63 of Rules Are Meant To Be Broken

Still waiting for her next instruction, she continued touching Marion, sliding her fingers over her clit, eliciting more gentle moans. She’d never been so fucking turned on in her whole life.

“Is she ready?” Xavier asked. It was both a question and a plea.

Hope looked the woman in the eyes. They were glazed, half-closed, totally willing. They both nodded.

“I want you to get down on all fours in front of her and lick her pussy until she comes.”

Hope didn’t need to turn her head to know Xavier was stroking himself to an impressive erection. Aware that he would want to come, she decided to prolong the moment. She gave in to curiosity and kissed Marion on the mouth, slowly tasting her. It was an act of disobedience, but one she was sure Xavier would allow. She was surprised by the softness, something a man could simply never attain. Smoother skin than any shaven jaw.

Gently, she arched their playmate over her arm, kissing down her neck and chest until she was lying flat on the bed with only her legs dangling over the side. Hope feathered kisses further down her lush body. With her hands on the woman’s hips and her elbows on her knees, she bent over her, spreading her legs even further apart.

With two panting, naked women, two dripping, wet pussies, and two gorgeous, round asses, it didn’t take long to figure out Xavier was enjoying the view. Hope heard him kneel down behind her. One hand tenderly stroked her back, the other her ass. She felt his rock-hard cock ease into her dripping pussy at the same moment her tongue touched the other woman’s wet cunt.

All three cried out in unison and froze.

Her lover eased in and out of her wet core effortlessly. Xavier thrust inside her with excruciating slowness, inch by delicious inch, in then out. She licked the pussy in front of her in rhythm with his thrusts, teasing Marion the way she was being teased. Marion’s sexy whimper unleashed such unbridled lust in Hope it would be branded in her memory forever.

Though some would label this a lesbian encounter, to her it was just three people searching for pleasure. Being controlled was so unbelievably erotic, she felt capable of anything. She yearned for relief and at the same time never wanted the moment to end. Marion bucked against her, but Hope gripped her hips harder. Their combined moans urged Xavier on, his thrusts getting faster and harder.

It wasn’t long before the gasps of the woman on the bed turned to begging. Xavier thrust even harder. Hope licked faster, up and down the woman’s clit, her fingers joining in to spear her as well. His panting turned to grunts. Marion’s begging became a scream. This was not going to take much longer. Marion tastedas good as she smelt, sweet and juicy. Hope was about to come, and there wasn’t a damn thing she could do about it.

Xavier’s hands held her hips as he ground against her ass. Her hands gripped Marion’s hips, and she licked the tiny bud of Marion’s clit with vigorous flicks like Xavier had done for her countless times. Sticking her tongue inside the other woman as far as it would go, she rubbed her clit with her thumb in tiny rapid circles.

Caught in a passionate sandwich, it tipped her over the edge. Hope exploded. Her scream of pleasure was directly into Marion’s core, reverberations spreading straight into her cunt. Her orgasm was as loud as it was intense. Marion lifted her hips off the bed, clenched her thighs around Hope’s ears, and screamed.

Xavier rammed his cock into her one last time and shuddered his own release. All three, suspended in shared ecstasy. One minute? Five? Hope wasn’t sure how long her orgasm lasted—it seemed like forever.

Finally they collapsed in a tangled mess of sweaty limbs and smug grins.

After skilfully disposing of the condom, Xavier scooped her up. He arranged both women so they were lying in his warm embrace, boneless and pleasantly exhausted. Hope could have stayed there for hours in a blissful haze. Their mystery guest was the first to recover. She sat up and leaned over Xavier’s chest to place a lingering kiss on Hope’s lips, then smiled at them both.

“Thanks,” she said. “Much more fun than that boring party.”

Hope hitched an eyebrow at Xavier, not surprised to find him watching them with keen interest, both hands behind his head, looking more self-satisfied than she’d ever seen him. She punched him in the shoulder. “You said this would never beat a good tiramisu.”

He laughed. “Darlin’, where I come from, this is how we make tiramisu. True story, all we need is a little mascarpone and—”

“Shall I call room service?” Marion asked.

“Maybe not, I’d hate them to interrupt what’s about to happen next,” Xavier stated.

Both women tilted their heads and remained silent. He rolled his hand and raised his eyebrows.

Hope relented. “Okay, fine, what’s going to happen next?”

He grinned. “This.”

He twisted until Hope was beneath him in the middle of the bed with a very interested Marion on her other side. He took one of their hands each and placed them on his cock. Then he kissed them both in turn, taking his time to ensure that every breast received the special attention it deserved.

Hope joined her fingers with Marion’s and slid them along Xavier’s growing shaft. It wasn’t long before he was rock solid again. Her nipples were just as hard. The sight of another woman finding the same satisfaction in this man justified her good taste.

This man.Her man.

Her heart swelled with pride.

He looked into her eyes, ignoring their guest for a long moment. “You still okay with this, baby?” Xavier asked.

In response she leaned over and kissed Marion on the lips.So soft. They were so different from a man’s lips, so supple. It was almost like kissing herself. She slid her tongue into Marion’s mouth and looked up.

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