Jacob rested on her other side, while Isadora took Samuel’s place between Zyana’s thighs. “Let’s clean you up, my lovely.” And to Zyana’s shock Isadora commenced to licking her clean again.
Reaching up to Jacob, Zyana pulled his head down to hers, wanting to kiss him, to taste him again. But this time she focused, not wanting to lose sight of pleasing the men around her. Earlier she’d been desperate to fill her senses with Isadora, and she still was, but not as desperately. She wanted to experience Jacob as well. Looking down his naked body she saw his hard cock and wanted to taste it. Moving her hips she dislodged Isadora and knelt in front of Jacob.
Taking the hard organ in her right hand she moved her lips over the pulsing head, allowing it to slip past her lips and past her teeth. She took as much as she could of him, then suctioned her cheeks against him, sliding her mouth back up, then down again. She felt his hands in her hair, gently pushing her head down onto him. She felt him sliding into the back of her throat and sucked him a little harder. He pulled on her hair, a signal to stop, and then slid his legs out beside her, making the angle better, then spoke to her.
“You’re rather good at that you know? I love watching my cock disappear between your lips like that.” He inhaled sharply as she hummed something, agreement, he didn’t know what and didn’t care but that hum had just sent a shiver up his spine. The sensation passed and he looked over at Isadora. “Come kiss me, my darling?” he asked of her and she slid over to him, letting her tongue entwine with his as Zyana resumed her ministrations, moving her hand and mouth together over him.
Letting him slide out to let her mouth rest a moment she licked the throbbing cock from top to bottom, working her hand over him as his precum and her saliva mixed together. She felt his hand on her head again and looked up at him.
“May I fuck you now?” he asked. “You have a gorgeous mouth, but I want to get inside that pussy of yours tonight, please.”
Instead of answering him she stood up and scooted up his body on her knees. Isadora took his stiff cock in her hand, holding him still as Zyana moved over him. Reaching down she guided him into her pussy, feeling him stretch her, as Samuel had earlier. She’d had sex before but not many partners. Two in one night was a bit strange for her but sexually thrilling.
Moving her hips to meet his thrusts Zyana gave herself up to riding the man below her, filling her every sense. Opening her eyes for a moment she noticed that Samuel and Isadora watched them but did not move. In the back of her head she wondered if this was some sort of initiation and later would come the free for all, but soon forgot that as Jacob’s hands moved to her breasts, pulling her to his mouth with them.
She gasped and felt her pussy clench around him as he took both nipples into his mouth, sucking hard. She could feel the orgasm building and clenched her fists in the carpet, gripping to focus her thrusts at his hips harder, stronger. She was lost in concentration, wanting one more orgasm, to come around him, to pull him with her.
He didn’t make the same noises as Samuel but he did gasp as her concentration increased, momentarily releasing her nipples. He soon went back to them as she rode him, her hips moving faster and faster over him. He just let her ride him, carrying him with her as a low keening started in her throat. The sound of her release, the tensing of her body as she came pulled him with her, his cock pulsing as his body found its release inside of her.
Coming back to Earth, Jacob pushed Zyana’s hair off her face. She’d slumped against him when she finished and her eyes were still closed. “Would you like to go upstairs to bed, beautiful? I think we’re all tired now and could do with a rest.”
She didn’t answer, only moved her head slightly in agreement and was ever so happy when he just picked her up and carried her up the stairs, Isadora and Samuel following after they blew the candles out. To her surprise Jacob did not take her to her room but rather to the large bed in their room. Placing her in the middle the other three climbed in beside her, cuddled up together, and promptly fell asleep.
11
Isadora felt a hand sliding up her thigh and knew from the feel of it that it must be Zyana’s fingers that were now exploring her pussy. A few months earlier Samuel had done the same thing so this wasn’t much of a shock for her now. She turned to her back in the large bed and spread her thighs, inviting the woman to explore more.
Beside her Zyana gasped as she realized Isadora had woken up. She hadn’t meant to wake her; she’d only wanted to touch her. She’d never felt another woman’s intimate parts before, but it was similar to her own. All the parts the same, though maybe a little plumper than her own.
Whispering she told Isadora, “I’ve never done anything like this before.”
Isadora smiled in the darkness and turned her head toward Zyana to whisper back. “Neither had I but you know what you like, what makes you squirm, try it on me, that’s what I did with you tonight and it seemed to work on you. We’ll learn together shall we?”
Zyana was a bit shocked to learn Isadora had never been with a woman before; she’d been such a good lover. But Zyana supposed what she said was true, it’s about knowing how your own body responds then striving to improve on that for your lover.
“May I continue to touch you?” Zyana asked.
“Yes, but we might wake the men, are you ready for that?” Isadora replied, a smile in her voice.
“Oh, I think between us we can handle them, if they ever stop snoring.” Zyana answered as she moved her fingers back into Isadora’s pussy, finding Isadora’s clitoris quickly with her middle finger. She responded to Isadora’s gasp by applying light pressure, then making slow circles with her finger.
Smelling Isadora’s hair beneath her Zyana inhaled her scent, and then moved over to the woman’s breast. Licking it first to wake it up, and then flicking at it with her tongue to get it to stand at attention. Moving slightly she leaned in to take the nipple in her mouth, her hand cupping the breast to squeeze it. That was something men always seemed to forget, a breast isn’t just the nipple, it’s a whole entity. Sliding her fingers along the outer edge of Isadora’s breast Zyana sucked the nipple hard, before replacing her hand in Isadora’s pussy.
Wanting more, wanting to taste Isadora, to give her what the incredible woman had earlier given to her, Zyana moved in the bed to take up her place between Isadora’s thighs. She touched her inner thighs, feeling how smooth they were, then nipped at one. Soothing the spot with a lick Zyana moved higher, taking her time, getting to know Isadora’s body. And then she was there, that spot that was so very much the center of a woman.
She delicately touched the folds there with her tongue, smoothing the flesh, and tasting it. She then took her hands and spread the folds apart, searching in the dark with her tongue for Isadora’s clitoris. She knew she’d found it when Isadora’s hips surged up to meet her mouth.
“Shhhh. I have you little one. Let me explore you.” Zyana whispered. She noticed the men were still snoring and then went back to Isadora.
Her tongue played over the other woman’s clit, flicking, licking, sucking Isadora until the woman’s hips would not stop moving. Remember what the other woman had done to her earlier Zyana sucked on one of her fingers then moved it to Isadora’s ass, seeking the entrance there. Zyana felt resistance as she slid the finger into the woman’s ass, but Isadora pushed her hips down onto the finger, knowing what she wanted. Then she put her thumb inside of Isadora’s pussy, moving her hand slowly, ensuring she didn’t leave either passage empty. Going back to using her mouth on Isadora caused the woman to groan loudly. Loud enough that the men finally woke up with questioning noises, one of them flicking on a low light.
Isadora knew what to do with them too and quietly responded by taking a cock in each hand, gently pulling the men towards her chest as she did so. Both quickly became hard and Zyana noticed that she was taking turns sucking each one off. Zyana did not stop her work at this point, only slowed it down so that Isadora could enjoy what she was doing up
top.
Isadora stiffened when the men decided to each take a breast in their hands and give her nipples some attention. Zyana figured this was her signal to start back up and started moving her fingers faster inside Isadora’s body, her mouth sucking the clitoris, and flicking it, to make it harder and harder. Zyana had a hard time keeping up with Isadora’s hips but did her best to hang on, knowing she was close to her goal when Isadora’s thighs tightened around her head and the woman just kept repeating the word “oh”. Peaking up she saw that Zyana had Samuel’s cock in her mouth and tried not to giggle as she hoped Isadora would not bite poor Samuel as she came.
As a final spasm passed through Isadora’s body and she settled down Zyana pulled her fingers out, kissed the woman’s thigh and sat up on the bed. She was proud she’d been able to make Isadora come but she was also very turned on herself.
“That was really good Zyana, thank you.” Isadora finally found the breath to speak.
“It was my pleasure, ma’am. Excuse me for a moment please?” Zyana disappeared into the bathroom, drying her hands, and took up a spot on the couch at the end of the bed. Samuel had Isadora bent over the edge of the bed and Zyana had a front row seat on the couch. Isadora wasn’t totally lost in what was happening however, because she turned a big smile on Jacob then spoke to him.
“Why don’t you give Zyana a reward for her hard work, darling? I think she deserves it.”
“I’d love to Is, if that’s alright with Zyana?” He asked a questioning look on his face as he looked at Zyana.
“Please, come sit by me.” She said.
“Oh, I had something a little different in mind. You come over here, bend over the bed, then you can reach Issy. How does that sound?” A completely sexy but totally dirty laugh came after he spoke. “Oh, I do like him”, she thought.
Zyana moved over to the rumpled bed, bent over across from Isadora, and looked her in the eyes as the woman’s husband gently took her hips in his hands, entering her from behind. Zyana stared into Isadora’s brown eyes, drowning in the dark pools. Reaching her head out she kissed the woman, gently at first but quickly turning into something deeper, harder, matching the thrusts Jacob was giving her from behind.
At that point the women both pulled away from the men, as if they’d shared some psychic conversation, kneeling as they embraced and took the kiss further. Both were breathing heavily, hands touching wherever they could reach, completely lost in each other. Isadora’s hands slid into Zyana’s pussy and she moaned, whispering Isadora’s name. Zyana did the same, wanting to make Isadora come again, to scream her name. Moving her hand roughly, quickly, she forced Isadora’s head back with her kiss, then moved to bite the woman’s neck. As she bit down, not hard enough to break the skin but not gently, the woman came in her arms. Isadora did not scream Zyana’s name but she did scream, her release quick and hard as the motions that caused it.
“Wow, ladies, that was some show.” Samuel spoke. He and Jacob had moved to the couch, not upset that the ladies had broken away.
“Oh, I’m not done yet”, Zyana spoke, “which one of you is going to fuck me? And I do mean fucking.” The woman seemed to be almost frantic in her need.
Samuel moved up the bed, flipped Zyana over, and slammed his cock into her quickly. Using her hips for leverage he filled Zyana with everything he could give her, making her gasp and moan, scrabbling at the bedding for something to hang on to.
Jacob came before her, spreading his legs out in front of her, his long cock in his hand. “Here, open your mouth let me in.”
Instead of being a distraction, as Zyana assumed a cock in your mouth would be as you were getting fucked, it somehow made her hotter. Sucking him made her pussy clench around Samuel and drove her to drive her hips into the man behind her. She didn’t feel dirty, she felt free. Focusing on sucking Jacob off also did not distract her from cumming. She did make sure not to clench her jaw, but as she came the sounds coming from her mouth just added to Jacob’s pleasure. She could feel Samuel slowing down behind her, and then he slid out. She hadn’t even been aware that he was cumming she was so consumed by her own.
Jacob flipped her back over and took Samuel’s place inside of her. Quickly, the pleasure started to build again as Jacob thrust into her. He pushed her knees back, opening her to him further. His fingers found her clit as Isadora knelt over Zyana’s face. The pair above her shared a kiss as Zyana sealed her mouth over Isadora’s pussy, taking the whole thing into her mouth and sucking it. The smell and taste of the woman filled her senses and drove her on, wanting more. She was moaning into Isadora’s pussy, stabbing her fingers into the other woman’s body, wanting her to join in on the pleasure but also taking her own from making the woman’s body respond to her. The mixture of giving pleasure and taking pleasure was heady. She wanted to be nowhere but here, in this bed, with these people.
Isadora started to cum first, her body responding to the onslaught of Zyana. Zyana fucked Isadora with her mouth and her fingers, wringing another orgasm from the woman above her. Then she wanted more from Jacob.
“Against the wall please?” she gasped.
“What?” he asked.
“Against the wall, fuck me against the wall. Now, please?” It was a question but it was also a demand. Jacob answered by picking her up, slamming her against the nearest wall, and fucking her as she wrapped her legs around his waist. His movements became just as frantic as her as he held her in place, her arms around his neck, her tongue down his throat. She continued kissing him as she came, but finally had to let go of his tongue as she threw her head back against the wall, losing herself in it all. Jacob quickly followed behind her, slamming her ass into the wall one last time as his final spasm took him over the edge.
They clung to each other there, against the wall, his forehead resting on top of hers. Finally, her legs slid down his body and he held her up as they moved back to the bed. Isadora and Samuel were already there, Samuel spooned behind Is. Jacob put Zyana in front of Isadora and the two women clung to each other as Zyana came back to earth. Jacob moved in behind her and he and Samuel pulled the covers over all of them.
Zyana’s last thought before falling asleep was “How can I leave them tomorrow?”
12
Zyana woke late the next morning. The clock on the bedside table read 10:18. Sheesh, she hasn’t slept that late in a long time, she thought, but she’d never had such an eventful night either. Stretching she felt muscles protesting and twinged at the soreness between her thighs. It was a good feeling though. Sitting up she spotted a note on the table behind the clock, on top of a towel and fresh clothes. There was also a sealed pill on top of the pile and Zyana was curious as to what it could be. Reading the note she soon discovered what it was.
Dear Zyana,
We’ve gone out looking for medical supplies and should be back for around 12. We were going to wake you but thought you’d need some sleep. Use whatever you want to use, do whatever you want to do, but most of all rest up. We know we put you through your paces last night and a little rest is in order. We know you said last night that you planned on leaving this morning but we really hope you change your mind and stay with us for a little while, at least.
We are all clean people, and had a clean bill of health at our last doctor appointments so there’s nothing to worry about there but none of us used protection last night. This pill is the pill commonly known as the morning after pill. It’s your choice if you take it, we make no judgements, but if you think you need it or want to take it, it’s here for you.
Again, we all really enjoyed our time with you last night and would like to get to know you more. We would all be happy to have you stay with us and hope you’re still there when we get home. No pressure, no demands. Thank you for everything you gave to us last night, it was a truly beautiful experience.
* * *
Your friends,
* * *
Jacob, Isadora, and Samuel
Zyana shook her head ruefu
lly; even in written form the men encapsulated Isadora, protecting her from the world. Staring at the pill she wasn’t sure what to do with it. Oh, she knew what it was for but she wasn’t sure whether to take it or not. She didn’t think she needed to but she wasn’t sure if she wanted to. And staying? Should she?
Putting the letter down and picking the clothes up she took the bundle into the bathroom with her to take a shower. The hot water helped to relax her aching muscles, and the soap seemed to wash away the cloudiness fogging her brain. Memories kept replaying in her mind, Isadora’s sounds, Samuel’s growls, Jacobs panting as he pounded into her against the wall. She replayed it all in the 20 minutes she stood beneath the hot spray of the shower.
Should she take a chance and leave to see what else was out in the world or should she stay? She’d been on her own for months, these were the first living, breathing people she’d seen. But it was such a strange situation. Could she keep up with it? Could they with her?
Sighing she toweled herself dry and put on the clothes Isadora had left her. The blue jeans fit just right, the black top hugged her breasts then flared out over her tummy, looking girlish but still somehow sexy. Not a top for going out into the zombie world in, so she’d have to wear her jacket again. If she left. A glance at the clock showed it was almost 11. They’d be home soon. She had to make a decision.
Looking around the room she saw evidence of all three there. A tube of Isadora’s lipstick on the other nightstand, Samuel’s watch that he’d had on yesterday, a ring that Jacob had worn. Going down the stairs and walking towards the large open kitchen Zyana passed pictures of all three, with obvious family members and other friends on the wall. Stopping at one picture she saw that it was taken at Christmas time. Other people surrounded them but Jacob, Samuel, and Isadora all sat on the couch together beside the Christmas tree, all touching in some way, smiling at the camera with total satisfaction in life. She wanted that. She wanted to be a part of it. But could she? The obvious answer, at this point, was “what did she have to lose?” Nothing, she had nothing at all to lose but everything to gain. Her decision was made. Grabbing her jacket and pulling they keys out of the right pocket, she walked out the door to go get her motorcycle, left a couple of miles up the road from school, and hoped she’d get back before they did so she could be there to see their faces when she came in.
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