Fortune Annabel Joseph (life books to read .TXT) 📖

their cocks in us. And if they ask us to do things together, we’ll just do it. You know. ‘Yes Sir’ and all that stuff.”

Kat laughed. “Okay.”

“Did I hear a ‘Yes Sir’ over there?” asked Ryan. “All right, girls. The men could use some fluffing.”

In Kat’s opinion, neither man appeared to need fluffing, but she moved anyway to kneel at Ryan’s feet.

“No, we’d like some girl-on-girl fluffing,” Ryan clarified with a grin.

“Damn right,” Dave agreed. “Girls fondling each other. Turning each other on.”

Kat and Sophie traded exasperated looks. “So much for my theory,” Sophie said out of the side of her mouth. Kat let out a wild giggle before she could stop herself.

“Silence, wenches,” said Dave. “At least kiss or something.”

Sophie reached out to Kat first with an encouraging smile. Kat had never kissed a girl, never wanted to. When Sophie’s hand came to rest on her waist, the light, soft touch startled her. It was so unlike Ryan’s usual urgent grip. Kat moved closer, slid her own arm around Sophie’s waist, their hips brushing together. Sophie’s skin was so smooth and she felt so delicate. With a kind of fascination, Kat inched forward and touched her lips to Sophie’s. They kissed, just a peck at first, then a more tentative exploration. They were both so nervous that their teeth knocked together with a dull sound. Kat snorted and Sophie erupted into hysterical laughter. Dave and Ryan exchanged feigned looks of derision.

“So sad,” Dave said.

“Poor excuse for hot, sexy lesbians,” Ryan agreed.

Kat and Sophie tried to stifle their laughter, stepping apart as the men turned to the arsenal on the bed. Dave and Ryan consulted behind their hands, disagreeing, then nodding, everything in secretive whispers. Ryan stood and rooted through another drawer for a different pair of nipple clamps, clover clamps with a longer chain. He showed it to Dave with a smile, then approached the girls. “One end of this on each girl. Put the clamps on each other,” he said. “Sophie first.”

He handed Sophie one of the clamps. She glanced up at Kat from under her lashes. Kat hated the clovers. They hurt more than the usual clamps and she knew from experience that they tightened even more when yanked upon. She closed her eyes and braced. Sophie played with her nipple a little and then attached the biting clip. Kat moaned and shifted from foot-to-foot, trying to work though the pain that assailed her. When she’d caught her breath and collected herself again, Sophie handed her the other clip. Since Sophie had clamped her left breast, Kat knew to clamp Sophie’s right. She pinched her pink nipple until it stood out taut and crinkled and then, with a feeling of dread and excitement, closed the clamp on the other woman’s tender flesh. Sophie reacted similarly, a gasp of pain and then a slow relaxation. She took Kat’s hand and squeezed it with a smile.

Ryan and Dave stared and Kat stared back, feeling a strange kind of feminine power. Her nipple ached and Kat realized the perverse dilemma the girls shared. Any movement to pull away from Sophie would tighten the tether between them and torture both girls even worse. So they stood together, submissive sisters. Dave and Ryan began to plot again.

“Ass plugs, I think,” said Ryan.

Dave nodded. “Absolutely. Right now.”

The men stood and collected butt plugs and lubricant. Kat whined softly as Ryan worked the plug he’d chosen into her ass. It wasn’t the slim one, but one of a slightly larger size. Since she was standing, the insertion was more difficult and vastly more uncomfortable. She took deep breaths and willed herself to accept the invasion. Beside her, she could feel Sophie fidgeting and tensing too. By the time the toy was fully seated inside her, her whole body was settling into a thrum of arousal. Her ass clenched around the blunt object and her nipple ached from the clover clamp. The men sat side by side on the bed then. Dave reached for the chain between the girls and pulled.

With a squeak, Kat fell to her knees in front of her lover and Sophie sank down beside her. Sophie was already caressing and kissing Dave’s cock. Kat looked up at Ryan and he smiled at her, that sexy grin that told her he was having fun. He pulled her head down and she began to fellate him, lust and excitement mounting in her. His soft groans and whispers egged her on. Beside her, she felt Dave’s knees against her shoulder, bumping her now and again, and Sophie’s body right next to her. When either girl moved too far to one side, the chain between them grew taut and the resulting pain made Kat even hornier and more eager to please. After what might have been an hour or maybe only five minutes, the men stopped the girls. Kat watched, breathless, as they produced flavored condoms, casually rolling them on. The import of a condom for oral didn’t occur to Kat at first, not until the men switched sides.

Kat tried not to freak out and freeze up. Ryan chucked her under the chin and smiled over at her. “Just like me, doll. Only just a little smaller. And cherry-flavored.”

Sophie giggled and then Kat giggled too. Dave rubbed Kat’s shoulder and said, “He’s a liar. I’m bigger.” Sophie sniffed Ryan’s cock and said, “Smells like banana.” And then everything seemed okay. Kat gave herself up to the fun naughtiness of what they were doing. She and Sophie set to work pleasuring each other’s mates. Kat was surprised at how different it was to suck off Dave. For men so much the same everything was different—scent, reactions, exhalations, the feel of his fingers in her hair. It excited her that she was able to pleasure him so easily. When he came with a growl, clutching her curls, she felt a true sense of pride. She heard Ryan gasp, “Kat wins.”

“This time,” Dave said, stroking Kat’s cheek. Kat