by Kate Douglas
If she’d only get on with it! Xandi leaned forward, but instead of going for her pussy, she pressed her breasts against Keisha’s, dragging her nipples over her darker set, pressing her pubic bone against Keisha’s clit, lightly rubbing her practically smooth pussy across the sensitive flesh and thatch of tightly curled dark hair.
The beads clicked and clattered, louder, faster, with each movement Xandi made.
Practically hyperventilating, Keisha fought the need to wrap her arms around Xandi and hold their bodies together. This was Xandi’s show, Xandi’s chance to experiment, and it felt good. Felt so damned good, and somehow forbidden and wrong, and so right and beautiful, all at the same time.
The contrast of pale flesh against dark, of tightly curled pubic hair against Xandi’s almost bare pussy, of tightly puckered nipples sweeping against nipples and the accompanying music of the beads went beyond anything Keisha had ever imagined. Caught up in their differences as much as their sameness, she was stroking Xandi’s breast, bringing it to her lips, suckling the other woman’s flesh deep into her mouth, before she even realized what she was doing.
She’d never imagined what this would be like, never thought of what a man felt when he sucked her breast. She thought she could spend all day suckling the sweet nipple, tugging it with her teeth, wrapping her tongue around the pebbled tip, using her lips to compress and hold tight.
Xandi moaned, and her mons came down hard against Keisha’s, then she pulled slowly away, slipping once more down, down lower, between Keisha’s widespread thighs, dragging those damned beads, those tiny little fingers of sensation, slower, lower.
Hardly daring to breathe, Keisha waited. She felt the soft puff of air, the first tentative lick of Xandi’s tongue against her needy flesh. Her hips jerked in response. She bit back a nervous giggle. Closed her eyes.
Xandi licked her once again, slowly this time, using the flat of her tongue to sweep between the engorged folds of Keisha’s labia, the very tip of her tongue to tease her protruding clit. She suckled Keisha’s nether lips deep into her mouth, tugging at them, then releasing. She kissed her inner thighs, staying away from her clit, until Keisha begged for release.
Finally, her breath rasping from her heaving chest, unable to form a coherent word, Keisha linked.
What are you waiting for, bitch?
Xandi laughed out loud. C’mon. Admit it. You’re more turned on now than you’ve ever been with a man.
Oh, shit, yes. She writhed against the blankets, bucking her hips toward Xandi’s mouth, begging with her body, her mind, her moaning appeals, for release.
Xandi spread Keisha’s legs wider, grabbed her butt in one hand, then slipped the fingers of her other hand deep into Keisha’s pussy. Keisha felt her muscles clamp tightly around Xandi’s fingers just as the other woman leaned close, teased her a moment with the dangling beads, then drew her clit into her mouth, suckling it as she had Keisha’s breast.
Xandi moaned against Keisha’s clit, a deep sound of pure desire and need. Her tongue pressed harder, her fingers probed deeper.
Sensation. Pure, unadulterated sensation.
Keisha’s legs trembled, her hips bucked against Xandi’s mouth. Overwhelming stimulation—so much at once! One hand kneading her buttock, tongue and teeth taking her clit, slick fingers thrusting in and out of her pussy, all in perfect rhythm with the swaying beads, the hypnotic clicking and clattering, moving faster…faster. All framed in a mental sense of love and acceptance, flowing over her like an aphrodisiac.
Higher, farther, than she’d ever flown, Keisha felt her body arc, stiffen, heard the cry from deep in her chest, felt herself come apart like shattered glass in a mind-blowing, breath-stealing climax.
Lights behind her eyes flashed, and her body went numb. Her arms and legs were solid cement, but her toes and fingers tingled, as if from an electric shock. The only part of her that moved was her pussy, tightening rhythmically around Xandi’s fingers.
Ohmygawd. Keisha dragged in one deep breath after another.
That was fun.
Xandi’s deadpan comment made Keisha chuckle.
Oh, I’d say so. For me anyway. Give me a minute, then it’s your turn.
You don’t have to. The guys will be home soon.
I want to.
Are you sure?
Yeah, I’m sure. Maybe not the same way, but I want to make you come. I want to watch your face.
Yours was beautiful. I’ve never before seen a woman’s face when she’s climaxing.
Your fingers are still inside of me.
I know. I’m wondering if I can make you do it again.
Keisha laughed and tightened her pussy around Xandi’s fingers. “Bitch.”
“Alpha bitch to you, sweetie.”
Keisha twisted free and rolled Xandi to her belly before the other woman had a clue what was coming. Laughing, she sat on her butt and pinned her down with knees clamped tightly to her hips, holding her arms over her head.
“We’ll talk about the alpha bitch role later.”
Xandi did a half-hearted bounce to throw Keisha off.
“It’ll take more than that.” Before Xandi could react, Keisha had her hands tied to the headboard with a nylon stocking. They were both giggling hysterically by the time she got Xandi’s feet spread apart and tied to each bedpost.
Then she flipped on the bedside lamp, throwing a soft glow across the room, and shoved a big pillow beneath Xandi’s belly, raising her buttocks high and showing her sex to its best advantage.
“I never noticed before what a nice ass you’ve got.” Keisha slapped one round cheek with the flat of her hand.
Xandi jumped.
“Slap a black girl’s ass, it doesn’t turn that nice shade of pink. Yours is really rather attractive.” She slapped the other cheek, harder this time, and bit back a giggle. She’d left a perfect handprint on each cheek. They practically glowed.
She couldn’t believe she was actually spanking another woman!
“You’ve been bad, little girl. Very bad.” Keisha leaned over and dragged her nipples along Xandi’s back, then licked the indentation along her spine, just above her waist. Xandi’s skin tasted slightly salty.
Keisha licked her again.
Xandi moaned and pressed her belly against the bed.
Keisha scooted back and ran her fingers between Xandi’s legs. Her pussy was soft and engorged, slick with fluids. Keisha ran her fingers back and forth a couple of times, dipping them into her vagina once before withdrawing her hand and showing it to Xandi. “Oh, my. You’re wet. Isn’t that a punishable offense?”
Xandi giggled. “Oh, my. I sure hope so. I’ve been very bad.” She wiggled her hips as much as the restraints allowed.
It looked to Keisha as if Xandi definitely wanted a spanking.
Chapter 18
Xandi still tasted Keisha’s fluids on her tongue, a salty, earthy taste that made her want to taste her again, made her wish she’d spent longer with her mouth between the other woman’s legs, buried in her slick pussy. But this wasn’t so bad either.
She’d fantasized before about being tied up, though certainly not by another woman! There was something so decadent about this, stretched out buck-naked on her belly—well, naked except for the beads in her hair—with her legs spread wide, her butt in the air and her arms stretched out straight, hands tied to the bedposts.
Keisha knelt out of sight between her thighs.
Slap!
Oh, shit! It hurt, but there was an immediate reaction she’d not expected, a rush of hot moisture between her legs.
The second slap on the opposing cheek felt even better. Xandi’s skin tingled, and her entire butt warmed.
“Bad girls who think they’re alpha bitches need to be punished, don’t you think?”
“Uhm…”
Slap! Slap!
“Don’t you agree?”
“Yes, ma’am, but you’d sound more alpha if you’d quit giggling…ma’am.”
; Keisha snorted. Xandi bit her lips to keep from laughing out loud. She felt really stupid tied up like this, hoping like hell the guys wouldn’t find them. Really stupid, like two kids playing sex games…stupid, and horny as hell.
She was warm all over, waiting for the next spank.
Keisha didn’t make her wait long.
She slapped her hard, first one cheek, then the other. Quick, stinging slaps with the flat of her palm, low on Xandi’s buttocks one time, higher the next, alternating cheeks and intensity, finding a rhythm that kept Xandi just enough off base she wasn’t sure where the next one would land.
Every once in a while, Keisha would stop altogether, just long enough to drag her fingers through Xandi’s engorged labia, dipping into the liquid pooling there, finding more proof she’d been a “bad girl.”
Harder, faster, until her bottom stung and tingled, and her pussy begged to be filled. Writhing to meet each slap as much as she wanted to avoid them, Xandi bucked and twisted, fighting the nylon bonds, begging for the climax that hovered just out of reach.
Close, so close, to the edge, she…Keisha suddenly stopped.
Damn!
“I think that’s enough, don’t you? Your bottom’s such a pretty shade of red. Clashes with your hair, though. Such a shame.”
Her body trembling with the need to climax, Xandi turned her head and saw Keisha reaching into the drawer of the bedside table. She pulled out the biggest, most realistic-looking dildo Xandi had ever seen.
“Let’s see how this feels. I’ve been saving it for one of the guys. That is, if I ever get my nerve back.” Keisha laughed, stroking the lifelike rubber cock. It was the color of dark coffee, with prominent veins and a bulging crown. “I’m suddenly feeling really nervy.”
She twisted the base, and a low hum filled the air. Xandi watched until Keisha disappeared from her line of vision. Her pussy clenched, waiting to take the lifelike vibrator.
Instead of inserting it, Keisha dragged it slowly across Xandi’s sensitized buttocks, caressing her hot skin with the cool, ribbed toy. Xandi felt each vibration, each soft sweep, as if her entire body were being touched.
Moaning, lifting her hips, she begged for release. “C’mon, Keisha. I didn’t make you wait this long!”
“Yes, you did! I was begging! My pussy was weeping, and I was desperate. Your turn to see what it feels like.”
She slowly ran the vibrating cock between Xandi’s widespread legs, barely touching her clit.
Giggling nervously, Xandi jumped and bit back a scream. “You bitch!”
“Alpha bitch to you, sweetie. C’mon, say it, or I leave you here.”
“I never knew you were this mean!”
“Say it. C’mon. ‘Keisha’s the alpha bitch.’ You can do it.” Once more she slowly dragged the vibrator across Xandi’s sensitive cheeks.
Xandi’s pussy clenched, and she felt moisture trickle over her clit.
Keisha lightly touched the vibrator to Xandi’s ass, rubbing back and forth across the puckered opening, then sliding it down lower, between her legs, brushing her clit.
Xandi almost came when it touched her ass, and if Keisha had lingered just a moment longer on that sensitive little spot, she…
Keisha turned the vibrator off and stepped away. “Have it your way.”
Oh shit oh shit oh shit…Sobbing, laughing so hard she could hardly talk, Xandi twisted and bucked her hips. “Alpha bitch, alpha bitch, Keisha’s the alpha bitch. C’mon, don’t leave me like this!”
Keisha slapped her once more on the butt, hard. “Don’t leave me like this, alpha bitch, ma’am,” Keisha said, then burst into laughter. “Wow, I didn’t know I had it in me. I am so good!”
The hum returned when Keisha twisted the vibrator back on, and Xandi felt the long, slow slide of the massive, shuddering cock head easing between her legs, deeper, deeper, stretching, probing, then coming to rest against the mouth of her womb, where it vibrated and hummed.
“Ahhh…bless you, Ms. Alpha Bitch.” Xandi closed her eyes, savoring the fullness, the heat and the vibration. Keisha knew exactly what to do with the big toy, slipping the vibrating dildo slowly in and out as she rubbed Xandi’s clit with her fingertip, harder, faster, building up speed and pressure.
Xandi felt the first coil of her climax, a hollow, needy feeling deep in her womb, felt the hard thrust of the vibrating cock and the warm sweep of Keisha’s fingers over her clit.
Her body stiffened, the sensations all coalesced into one, hot pulsing sense of fulfillment, and the climax boiled up and out of her body. Screaming, she jerked at her restraints and bucked against the thick dildo vibrating her sensitive tissues. Her pussy tightened around it in quick, convulsive spasms. Keisha held the cock hard and deep inside her.
Sobbing with her release, Xandi trembled as she slowly came down from her orgasm. She gasped for air when Keisha replaced the rubber vibrator with her own soft tongue, lapping gently at Xandi’s sensitive tissues, bringing her once more to a smaller, lighter orgasm.
She came once more when Keisha’s practiced fingers found the perfect spot between her legs to stroke. Closing her eyes, Xandi let her entire body go liquid as the rhythmic tremors finally slowed and stilled. Sagging against her restraints, she closed her eyes and reveled in Keisha’s loving touch.
She must have slept, at least for a little while. Xandi suddenly realized she was awake, her hands and feet no longer tied, and Keisha sat on the bed beside her, legs crossed, her chin resting in her palms.
“Wondered if you were ever going to wake up.”
“Wow…I feel totally…totally fucked.” Xandi laughed. “Damn, woman. You’re good. Who needs the guys?”
Keisha smiled shyly. “Feels weird, doesn’t it? Waking up next to a woman. I’ve been sitting here staring at you, thinking of how you made me feel, how good the sex was…how different. As good as it was, I still need the guys, though, don’t you? I mean, some of the time when you were touching me, I thought of Anton. I wondered what his tongue would feel like, licking me, how his fingers would be inside of me.” She looked away and sighed. “I guess I wanted not to be afraid of his cock. I want it to feel as good as what you and I just did.”
Xandi sat up, brushed the beaded strands back behind her ears and took Keisha’s hand. “I understand. As good as you are with that rubber cock, it’s not the same as Stefan’s.” She stared at Keisha for a long moment. “How are you? Are you okay with what we did?”
Keisha’s broad grin told her everything.
“Oh, yeah. More than okay. I had sex, I had a mind-blowing orgasm, I gave my partner at least two—”
“Three…and counting.”
“Three orgasms, I licked a woman’s pussy—and liked it—and not once did I feel threatened or scared, or think of what happened before. I don’t know if I’m ready to make it with all you guys at once, but I finally feel as if I’m getting me back.”
“How about we break into it gently? When the guys get back, they’re really going to be ready to fuck. You know the feeling, after a good run, especially if you’ve hunted. Come with me. Link with me. Stay in the room, touch if you want, but don’t feel as if you have to participate. Think you can do that?”
“I can try.” Keisha took both of Xandi’s hands in hers. “Thank you. It’s hard to believe it’s been only three weeks since we met. All of you are so important to me. So patient. Thank you for helping me through this.”
She leaned close to Xandi for a quick kiss. Xandi captured her mouth, moving her soft lips over Keisha’s fuller ones, teasing the seam between them with the tip of her tongue, then finding entrance into the warm, wet cavern of her mouth.
Suddenly Keisha moved closer and wrapped her legs around Xandi’s waist until she was practically sitting in her lap. Their breasts rubbed together, nipple to nipple. Their mouths discovered new tastes and textures, and Xandi realized she wasn’t nearly as sated as she’d thought.
She wrapped an arm around Keisha’s waist to steady her, th
en reached between them to find Keisha’s clit. Keisha did the same, rubbing her fingers through Xandi’s moist tissues, moaning against her mouth.
Tongues twisting, bodies writhing against searching fingers, they found a rhythm and held it, held it until Xandi broke for air, gasping out her scream of release, with Keisha following close behind her. Gasping for breath, they leaned against each other, giggling and panting, their fingers still buried deep in one another’s bodies.
“Holy shit!”
“Stefan?” Xandi slowly turned and stared at the door. Stefan stood in the doorway, with Anton just behind him. Both men wore gym shorts and nothing else, as if they’d just come from the shower. Their bodies gleamed in the soft glow from the bedside lamp.
The front of each man’s shorts tented straight out.
The looks on their faces were priceless.
“Hello, boys.” Keisha slowly removed her glistening fingers from between Xandi’s legs and waved. “You’re late. The party’s over. I was just heading for the shower.”
Still panting from her climax, Xandi grabbed Keisha’s hand. “No, you don’t. Remember what we talked about?”
“Oh. Yeah…” Keisha looked around, as if searching for a way out. She dipped her head and nodded, then took a deep breath. “Okay. I can do this.”
“Do what?” Carefully adjusting himself, Anton sat down on the bed next to them. He played with the colorful beads dangling from Xandi’s braids, but made no attempt to touch Keisha.
“When we—you, me and Stefan—go to bed tonight, Keisha’s going to join us. Not to participate, just to be in the room, in my head, linked like we usually are, but physically in the same space with us.”
Anton smiled at Keisha. “Are you ready for this?”
“I think so…I hope so. If not, I’ll get the hell out of Dodge.”
Still leaning against the doorway, Stefan laughed. “I’ve never quite compared our lovemaking to High Noon before. I’ll have to think on that.”
