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Even Candy was distracted by how completely Chloe mouthed Kaine’s prick. And while all three of them were occupied by the blowjob Chloe had started to give, Aya took the opportunity to push her forefinger the rest of the way into Candy’s ass.

She wiggled it around, feeling everything she could inside of the redhead’s tight hole. Candy thrashed all over the bed, trying to pull herself off Aya’s invading finger. But then it felt so nice, so warm inside her, relieving the needling horniness she’d felt for so long, that she just… let it happen.

Even knowing all the circumstances that had led up to the other woman being the one to pleasure her so… unpleasantly… the importance it all seemed to pale. It just felt good.

Aya ducked her head and pressed her moist lips to the soft, silken skin of Candy’s ass. Licking the sweaty smoothness of it. Purring. Slathering the richly fleshed globe with her saliva. She felt Candy’s body twitch and squirm under her kisses.

Candy wiggled her ass back to Aya’s mouth, urging the girl to go further, to replace that wiggling finger with a wagging tongue. Aya quickly gave into her. She pulled her finger from Candy’s anus with an actual pop and then clutched the redhead’s buttocks, opening them wide. Her lips pursed and she pushed them between Candy’s full, firm asscheeks until they touched her asshole. Then she slid out her tongue, poked its tip against Candy’s sphincter.

Candy’s gasp was eaten up by her gag.

Kaine cried out too, though he dug his teeth into his forearm to keep from being too loud. Chloe’s head was bobbing wildly on his manhood, slobbering all over it, plastering his pubic hair down to his groin with the saliva she lavished on it. She’d been keeping one of the best blowjobs Kaine had ever gotten inside those slender little lips.

She kissed and sucked at all she could touch of his throbbing erection, making him arch his hips off the ground and pump himself against the back of Chloe’s throat. The blonde gulped and gagged, little cries of delight escaping her sputtering.

Chloe loved sucking cock. She loved it more than sex—it seemed so much more dignified, more luscious somehow. She knew from the first touch of her tongue to Kaine’s member that she’d have plenty to suck, plenty of room to play.

She dove between his thighs and licked at his tight costume for the small taste of him while her fingers fumbled with the join between top and bottom, getting them separated, getting his pants down his legs and off his feet, then his briefs off. Then she worked his fat cock back inside his briefs so she could get them off. Down his legs. Off his feet again. He was naked from the waist down now and Chloe had room to work, nothing to touch but his sculpted muscles all up and down his legs. And most especially his cock.

Chloe went to town on it: loving it, suckling it, licking it all over from his swollen balls to the trembling tip of his shaft. She drove Kaine crazy, making his lust mount with each moment she spent down at his groin. She mouthed him, slurped him from the base of his prick to the head, taking her time in treating every inch of his manhood to her adoration.

Kaine reached down and grabbed two handfuls of Chloe’s rich blonde hair, pulling her to his cockhead until her lips parted and she’d taken his stiff flesh into her mouth again. Chloe opened her lips wide and went willingly as he pulled her hair, forcing her down the length of his endowment until all of it was docked between her lips, battering the back of her throat with each yank of her hair and each drive of his hips.

Chloe’s eyes watered, her heart pounded, her whole body simmered with an urge to feel him between her legs. Using the erection her blowjob had given him to pummel her aching womanhood into submission. She wanted to feel him in her cunt the same way she now felt him in her throat. Filling her. Making her sweat and come and gush and cry out until he was done with her.

Aya gave Candy’s asshole much the same treatment, either knowing exactly what to do or proving to be a natural. Candy could barely stand it. She sobbed into her gag, waving her fists as much as the binding webs allowed. Shaking her head back and forth and thrusting her ass back into Aya’s probing tongue, like she was trying to suck it inside her rectum as much as let it inside her.

Aya reached under the redhead’s twisted body and found her large breasts with both hands. She began to knead their supple flesh, feeling the nipples respond to her touch, swelling up until they grated against her palms.

She happily twisted her tongue around in Candy’s anus, hands plugging away at the other woman’s full breasts, thumbing the stiff nipples that spiked out from her areolas.

Candy ululated her enjoyment until she almost gagged, her nipples aching, throbbing, burning with a pleasure so bright it was almost pain. Aya’s fingers kept up their friction ceaselessly. Candy never wanted it to end, nor for the tongue in her ass to go away—but her cunt ached and quivered and dripped. She wanted a cock in it, but not Kaine’s… it didn’t seem fair that he got her and Aya and Chloe and probably Tina too, any time now.

No one man could have all of them; treat them like his own personal harem. But, God, why should she be the one left out when Chloe looked like she was in her own private heaven, getting him in her throat? One of the others could miss out. Candy wanted him.

Aya might’ve gone along with Candy’s plan—she wasn’t too worried about missing out. She was far too busy enjoying herself, enjoying the pleasures she was inflicting on Candy, driving the redhead into a frenzy of need and satiation. Like Candy might feel both at once. Feel so much she worried about how intense the sensation was and how her delight might mount inside her. Already, she wanted to feel that magic tongue inside her sex…

Candy struggled away from Aya’s hands on her breasts and was able to twist around onto her back once more. She jerked her knees wide open, showing off her hot wet cunt to Aya, who let out a cry of joy before diving between her open legs.

For as long as she could remember, Aya had eyed Candy’s ample curves, wondering what it would be like to have them. Either transplanted onto her own body or just being able to touch them.

Kaine, it seemed, was the one who’d gotten them—they were now his to play with whenever he tired of Chloe. But while he wasn’t occupied with her, they were still given up, freely offered.

Aya was eager to sample what she could so long as they were all unburdening themselves at this orgy. She buried her nose in Candy’s lush pussy, breathing in the overpowering scent of a woman ready to be mated. It was a smell Aya instantly decided that she loved.

She thrust her tongue into Candy’s snatch, wiggling against the tight convulsions of her folds until she’d touched the swamped inner lips, slick and tangy with flowing juices. Aya ran her tongue upward, stopping only at the bump of Candy’s swelled clit.

Candy jerked her hips, thrusting her sex against Aya’s sweaty face, both of them smeared all over each other until she got her clit into Aya’s eagerly sucking lips. Aya gnawed on the sweet little candy, then sucked the fresh taste of its arousal, treating it exactly like what it was—a piece of Candy.

Candy moaned out all her enjoyment, twisting her head from side to side, and Aya grinned into her pubic thatch. She nuzzled her face tighter to the damp curls, stroking Candy’s overjoyed clit with her loving tongue. Candy quaked, body surrendering to all the pleasure Aya filled it with, her plump breasts quivering wildly with the juddering motion instilled by Aya’s licking.

Slowly her body came up into a tightly drawn arch as the first shockwave of climax burst inside her, moved through her, touching all of her like Aya’s tongue had touched her pussy. Aya felt the explosion of Candy’s pleasure vibrating in her entire being and she sucked harder, harder, drawing out the cream that was already jetting from Candy’s ecstatic cunt.

She reached under the redhead’s body and grabbed two handfuls of her plush ass, groping them hard, digging her fingernails in deep. Forced Candy’s sex tight to her face, leaving it no escape from her biting, loving, sucking mouth.

Candy didn’t simply come. She seemed to orgasm continuously, climaxing and then climaxing and then climaxing again, a feeling that never settled into the afterglow, but kept mounting and mounting.

Her sex twitched and convulsed on Aya’s stroking tongue; Aya gulped her juices thirstily, tasting each delicious drop like a gift and then licking Candy’s clit for more. She drove the redhead on, leaving her helpless not to crave more and more of the feeling Aya was giving her greedy cunt.

Candy screamed into the gag until it was a continuous sound, the muffled cry as steady as her breathing. Kaine couldn’t compete with it, so he pulled his mouth from his forearm and let out a roar when Chloe sucked him to completion.

His balls clenched and he arched his hips, driving his cock right down Chloe’s throat and coming in her stomach. She swallowed as best she could, sputtering while her gullet roiled, drinking down Kaine’s ejaculation as a matter of instinct, without concern for her consent or need to breathe. She gasped raggedly to keep from drowning as gulp after gulp filled her stomach.

Still she loved the strong taste of Kaine’s jism, stuffing her mouth until her cheeks bulged, then swallowing all of his seed in one huge draught. Tasting it all in one paroxysm of flavor and knowing she would go on tasting it, less and less but still piquant, for days. That’s how long Kaine had fucked her mouth for. For days.

Kaine jerked around on the rug as he cleared out his bloated balls. Chloe gulped and sucked, licked and tasted, cooed her enjoyment of the completion of the act of cocksucking. Her beautiful head trailed up and down Kaine’s expiring erection.

Unknowingly mirroring Aya as the girl tasted Candy’s sex, her sweetness, devouring every drop, then laying back, lips and chins and noses all smeared. Both women’s lovely faces glowing with how well-fed they were, their hearts pounding with the exhilaration of secondhand climax, minds blank as they tasted their rewards all the way down to their bellies.

But Chloe tried to take too much cum with not enough oxygen. Even as Kaine finished his ejaculation, she went lightheaded. When Kaine pulled his cock out of her mouth, she sagged to the floor like it had been the only thing holding her up. She was still breathing—her exhales pushed a trickle of cum out of her splayed lips. Kaine fell back to look up blankly at the ceiling, his cock empty but still hard, waiting for the next hole.

And Candy, laying on her back, still gagged and blinded, with her legs splayed open, pussy exposed and gleaming with another woman’s saliva, slowly being replaced by her own orgasmic juices. Her body was exhausted from the dual strains of being pleasured and having to endure her pleasure while bound. The warm, wonderful contentment that rushed in after the ecstasy of sex had coursed through her body left Candy in a state of dreamy ennui, perfectly conductive to slipping into a half-awake ardor.