Epithymia – Chapter 7

“God, look how beautiful.”

A deep voice roused me from my sleep, the timbre reaching me through the haze. I surfaced slowly, unsure where the voice was coming from; was I dreaming? I felt a warm body slide in next to me, the sensation of skin on skin awakening me further. A big hand slid from my hip, up the curve of my stomach, to cup my breast. It was definitely a man, I could smell his scent: hints of aftershave and a delicious, musky essence that was so decidedly male I felt a rush of heat between my legs at its presence. Now fully awake, I pressed my ass back into what I knew would be a hard cock, waiting for me. Fingers toyed with my nipples, warm breath in my ear, whispering words that I so wanted to hear.

“Charlotte, you’re so fucking gorgeous. I couldn’t stop thinking about you and Olivia last night, wondering what you were doing, wishing I were here.”

I pushed back into Liam, feeling his thickness slide in between my cheeks. I rolled my hips, forward and back, enjoying the feeling of him pressed so close to where I needed him.

“Mmmm, you’re back,” I whispered breathily, reaching behind me to twine my fingers in his short hair, never stopping my gyrations. Liam moved with me, his hand brushing down my stomach to the apex of my thighs, gently pulling one leg over his hip and returning his fingers to my wet and aching center. I moaned quietly as he inserted two fingers into my pussy, slowly and teasingly moving them in and out while we writhed together. Liam said nothing, just continued moving his fingers until I was completed soaked and needing more.

“Hey, I’m trying to fucking sleep, you two,” an annoyed voice called from the other side of the bed. Olivia lifted up on her elbows and turned to face us, her dark red hair a mess of curls around her face. Liam chuckled behind me and reached out to her, using the hand that had been between my thighs. I saw my juices glistening on his fingers in the early morning light as he brought them to Olivia’s lips. “Play with us, Liv,” Liam coaxed. I watched her pointed, pink tongue dart out to lick his fingers, taking them both in her mouth as she sucked them clean. She scooted across the mattress to us, sandwiching me between the two of them, and kissed me deeply while Liam watched.

I brought my hand up to Olivia’s hair, wrapping my fingers around the back of her head and slanting my mouth to deepen the kiss. Her tongue plunged into my mouth, swirling and stroking mine, making me dizzy with want. Liam moved from behind me to kneel before us, watching intently as he took his length in one hand, slowly stroking his shaft.

“You two are the most gorgeous beings I’ve ever seen in my life,” he groaned, twisting his hand over the purple head of his cock before bringing it down again. Olivia broke away from my mouth and grinned at me, helping me up to sit between her legs so my back rested against her tits, her own propped against the massive headboard. I could feel her pussy, already dripping, against my lower back and I wanted to taste her, to see if she was as delicious as I hoped. Liam knelt in front of me now, still running his hand up, over, down, and Olivia cradled me from behind. She gently spread my legs apart, knees bent, so my slit was on display for my husband.

“Doesn’t she have the most amazing cunt?” Olivia’s fingers trailed down my thigh to caress the area in question, running her nimble fingers around my entrance, toying with my lips. My head rolled back against her shoulder as I let her play me and I massaged her legs, the only part of her I could reach, with my hands. I wanted more.

So did Liam.

“Enough,” he said briskly, causing Olivia to still her fingers. He grabbed me from between her legs and flipped me over so my ass was raised in the air, poised and ready for him to fuck me from behind. “Now,” he said, “you’re both going to do as I tell you. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Liam,” I moaned.

SMACK. Liam leveled his palm against my ass, hard enough to leave a handprint, I was sure.

“How do you fucking address me, Charlotte?”

SMACK. Another slap, this time against the other cheek. I knew exactly what he wanted, but I loved disobeying him. I could feel the tip of his thick cock pressing at my asshole, and a fresh gush of wetness surged from my core; we didn’t practice anal very often, but both Liam and I loved the occasions on which we did.

“What about you, Olivia? Are you more obedient than Charlotte?” Liam’s hands gripped me tighter as Olivia stared at us wide-eyed, her breasts heaving with anticipation. My face was pointed directly at her sopping pussy and I could see her excitement; I wanted to plunge my tongue into her hole and lap her up, but I knew I needed permission from Liam, or I would be punished. “Yes, my King,” she replied, looking up at him from where she lay. She caught my eye and smirked, loving Liam’s game as much as I did. I decided to give in to his whims.

“I’m sorry, my King,” I called back to him contritely. “Please forgive me.”

I felt Liam’s hand wrap around my tresses and he pulled, hard enough to sting but not so hard that it hurt. I moaned loudly at the sensation, every nerve ending in my body on fire and ready for whatever Liam wanted to give me.

“Good girl, Charlotte. I will forgive you, but you know what happens if you do it again.” He pressed slightly forward, the tip of his erection pushing into my puckered opening, just enough to make me gasp at the delicious slice of pain I felt at the intrusion. Liam backed away quickly, not wanting to prolong my pain but ensuring I knew he was in charge, and swiped my slit with his fingers, using the moisture to lubricate and soothe my asshole. “Now, Olivia,” he continued, “I want you to pleasure yourself while Charlotte and I watch. I want you to finger your cunt and imagine it’s my dick fucking you.”

Olivia’s green eyes were now nearly black with desire. “Yes, my King,” she whispered, sliding her fingers down to her mound, wasting no time. She thrust two fingers inside her and groaned, her head falling back against the headboard.

“Fuck, Liam,” she whispered, moving the fingers of her other hand down to toy with her clit. I watched her spread her lips, her swollen, pink pearl almost vibrating as she traced it with her fingers. My mouth watered at the sight and I could feel my own juices slipping down my thighs. I whimpered and rubbed my ass against Liam, desperate for any kind of stimulation. “Please, my King,” I whined, trying to slide my wetness over his cock. He let out a low laugh from behind me and pulled me up so I was kneeling in front of him, his chest pressed against my back. Roughly grabbing my tits, Liam moved his mouth down to my ear, nipping and sucking on the sensitive lobe while his hands pinched my nipples.

“I love to make you beg, Charlotte,” he growled, both of us watching Olivia stroke her slick folds. “What do you want, baby? I bet you want to help Olivia get off, don’t you?” Liam’s words stoked the fire in my belly, the continuous ache between my legs nearly unbearable. “I bet you want to lick that pussy, right Charlotte?”

I nodded my head eagerly, moaning at the thought of getting my mouth on Olivia’s hot, dripping core. After our play time last night, I wanted to pay her back for how good she made me feel, how hard she made me come.

“Olivia? Do you want Charlotte to mouth fuck you?”

Her eyes snapped open at Liam’s words, her hands stilling on her sex. She met my eyes and, keeping her gaze on mine, replied, “Yes, my King. I want Charlotte to eat my fucking pussy.”

I moaned loudly at her declaration, and bent forward, leaving my ass in the air for Liam to take as he pleased. Poised before Olivia, I licked her bare cunt, collecting her essence in my mouth and swallowing it down. Her taste was indescribable: musky yet sweet, and so delicious. I continued to lave her as she lay before me, her fingers brushing my hair from my face so she could watch me.

“Fuck, Char, that feels so good,” she whispered, her eyes glued to my face as my tongue stroked her. I let my mouth slide up to her clit, which I gave a quick flick with the tip of my tongue, earning a moan from both Olivia and Liam, who I knew was watching intently from behind me. I felt him slide into me, his huge cock filling me up. I groaned against Olivia’s flesh and she bucked her hips into my face, so I grabbed her hip with one hand and let the fingers of the other press into her, twisting and curling just like she had done to me.

Liam thrust into my pussy from behind, his breathing becoming ragged as I continued to fuck Olivia with my mouth. The three of us groaned and licked and fucked, edging ever-closer to orgasm. I could tell Olivia was close; her juices flowed out of her and I greedily swallowed them, loving her taste and the way it smeared all over my face as I pressed down on her. Liam too was almost there; his hands held tightly to my hips and his rhythm sped up. I wanted us all to come at the same time, so I reached between my legs and rubbed circles around my clit, trying to get myself as close to the edge as my lovers. My fingers, already slick from being inside Olivia, slid through my own arousal and pressed right where I needed it.

“Oh my god, Charlotte, I’m going to come,” Olivia moaned, her hands coming up to massage her breasts. I moaned against her pussy and continued to suck at her clit, loving the way I could feel it flex against my tongue. Liam slammed into my pussy as I pleasured myself, feeling that burn of pleasure begin to spread out from my core until I exploded, clenching down on Liam. Olivia came apart beneath my mouth and Liam roared behind me, spurting his thick cum inside me.

“Charlotte!” he cried, fingers digging into my hips as he kept plowing me. Olivia’s folds muted my own screams as I kept my mouth on her, letting her ride my face as she exploded. “God, Char, baby, your mouth,” she called out, holding my head as she rocked into me. Her cum gushed over my tongue, my lips, and I sucked and licked her nectar, loving the feeling of it sliding down my throat. We all came together, pulsing heat and sweat-slicked, riding a wave that seemed to go on indefinitely.

Liam slid out of me, laying on his back next to Olivia as I remained kneeling between her legs. He reached a hand over to her, cupping her face and bringing her lips to his, roughly kissing her. He broke away from her and pulled me down between them, now claiming my mouth for his own. “Mmmm,” he sighed, licking Olivia’s cum from my lips, “she tastes so good, doesn’t she Charlotte?” I moaned in agreement as I let his tongue ravage my mouth, helpless against his forceful kisses. Once Liam was done with me, I turned to Olivia, letting her lips mold to mine, which were swollen from loving her. We kissed passionately as Liam watched, stroking my back.

“You two can wake me up like that any time,” Olivia offered, a coy little smile gracing her features. “We’ll definitely take you up on that,” I said, leaning into her for another kiss. Drowsiness threatened to overtake me as I settled back down, snuggled happily between their warm bodies. “Why don’t you stay a few days, Liv?” Liam recommended, spooning against me and curling his muscular arm around both our bodies. “I think I will,” Olivia mumbled, her sated body curved into us. The three of us fell into a deep sleep then, curled around each other in a mess of limbs, until the ringing of Liam’s phone startled us awake.

 

 

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