This is a work of fiction. The author does not condone any sexual activity among persons under 16 in real life.
I didn't take my eyes off Chloe. Nia was still there, she said, standing at the open door behind me when I stood and said, "Take off your panties and let me eat your wet cunt." I fell back on the bed and she slid them down, bending seductively as she did so, her long hair blocking my view of her firm b-cup breasts. Then she pulled up her stockings, smoothing each one before taking two long strides toward me, led by the strap on cock that hung from her waist. "Fuck my face, Chloe."
"Do you want her to watch, Kelly slut? You know the rule: once I start, I'm not stopping for anything or anyone."
"Shut up and get over here, so I can I lick your smooth young cunt."
She climbed on top of me, her hips at my belly button, swaying seductively back and forth, her cunt leaving a trail of wetness as she inched forward. "Answer me before I fuck your face." Her thumbs gently circled my areolas, teasing my nipples to hardness, which she then pinched, licked, sucked, and finally bit. I reflexively shut my eyes; the pleasure/pain combination was amazing. Then she pushed my breasts together to cradle the cock of her strap on.
Inching closer to my face, the cock of the strap on reached my lips. "Suck it!" she said.
I wrapped two hands around the base and led it to my mouth, licking it's full length until it was slick in the pale light coming from the open door. For a few moments, I pondered, hadn't we closed the door? Had Nia actually opened it? No, I told myself, we'd left it open. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to explore the veins and ridges of the cock with my lips.
When it was good and wet, Chloe rolled me over onto all fours and got behind me. She licked my ass slowly, up and down the crack, using her hands to spread my cheeks so she could probe deeper with her tongue. I couldn't believe how delightful that felt and a sigh/moan escaped my lips into my pillow. Her tongue continued up each notch of my spine, leaving a kiss on every one. Each kiss was sensual and long, and each one was followed by a long, slow, eight-inch stroke with that rubber cock. How did she find so many sensitive areas? As she got higher, she slid my hair to one side and bit the back of my neck, I almost yelped but then I felt the cock slide all the way into my cunt with one smooth stroke, and the longest, loudest "Oh God" of my life echoed around the room.
"Answer me," she ordered as she stroked me with that cock. "Do you want her to see me lower my soaking wet cunt onto your mouth?"
I knew what she wanted me to say and twenty-four hours ago, even the idea of it would have shocked me. At that moment, though, I was so turned on as she drove that cock into me over and over, I’d lost control. "Yes!" I shouted.
She pulled out of me and rolled me onto my back while I kept my eyes closed. I was afraid to open them and look across the room. I wasn't sure what scared me most: the idea that Nia might be there, or the idea that she might not. The image of her watching as Chloe made me her bitch was such a turn on. As Chloe climbed on top of me, sliding closer to my face, my hands stroked her bare thighs down to her bent knees. Her stockings were gone now, she was completely naked. Then I felt her slide one of the stockings under my head and tie it around my eyes as a blindfold. "Now you don't have to see her," she said.
She took my hands and forced them higher up the bed, then slipped a lasso made by her stocking over them, pulling the loop taut. She wrapped them twice more around my wrists and pulled it again, securing my hands tightly. I pushed away whatever thoughts of panic that entered my mind even when I realized she tied the other end to the wrought iron design at the head of my bed.
She gripped that headboard and used it to maneuver herself till her cunt was hovering above my face.
"Is she gone or still watching?" I asked.
"Watching," she said and I could tell she was smiling.
She lowered her cunt just barely onto my mouth and swung her hips back and forth like a pendulum from my chin to my nose. "Watching me grinding my cunt onto your mouth."
"FUCK ME, you bitch," I urged her. "I love the taste of your cunt."
She humped her cunt over my mouth and told me to spread her lips with my tongue. "Do you like that?" she asked.
"Yes," I said, barely stopping as I licked anywhere I could reach.
"I wasn't talking to you, bitch, was I Nia?"
Between breaths, I asked her did Nia like it.
As she grinded harder over my face, she reached back and twisted my nipples and between breaths, said, "Yes, but she's a little distracted with her now toy?"
As I probed Chloe's cunt, I noticed it irked me a little, the idea that she wasn't transfixed by the two of us. At the same time, it relieved the touch of guilt I was feeling. "What is she playing with?"
Chloe arched her back till her ass crack covered my lips. "The strap on," she said, "And it's so hot, her tiny little fingers wrapped around it. Sweetie, why don't you lick it for Chloe like you were licking your fingers earlier."
I pulled at the binds around my wrist and wriggled my head against the bed to try to get the blindfold off, but they were both too tight. "Is she really licking it?"
"Yes, she's licking mommy's sticky wetness from it and loving it. It's amazing how much she can fit in her tiny mouth when she really likes the taste of something." There was a pause as Chloe turned and face the other way so she was in the sixty-nine position, pausing in the middle to whisper, "Do you want me to take your blindfold off so you can watch her?"
"No," I said abruptly. Somehow, Chloe had a way of getting me to a point of no return, but the one thing had that almost stopped me earlier in the afternoon was Nia. If I saw her ....
"Because if you saw her, you might stop." I could feel the just the very tip of her tongue sliding down one side of my pussy lips, just the lightest touch. Then the other side, the same way, as if she was teasing me while she rotated her own pussy in a circle around my mouth. "And you don't want to stop, do you, slut?"
As she said the word, slut, she slid a finger in my ass that was wet from all my juices that leaked from my pussy to the crack of my ass. At the same time, she guided her tongue over my clit. The delicious combination brought a rumbling moan from deep in my belly. "Such a slut," I said, and I felt like I used to feel in school when the teacher would ask a question and my hand would shoot up to let everyone know how smart I was.
"Yes you are, letting your daughter play with the cock that was just in your cunt, as I face fuck you hard, your tongue stuck inside my cunt hole."
"And licking your ass," I said as I reached up with my tongue to the crack between her perfect, firm ass cheeks.
"She was going to leave, you know. I told her to stay. I want an audience as you rim and lick me, my cunt leaking over your face."
"And probe your ass. You like that?" I said I I pushed my tongue inside.
"Mmmmmmmm, yes."
"Then your cunt." I slid my tongue inside her very wet slit.
"Oh my, yes."
"And then your ass again."
"God, you're getting good at this, slut." I could tell she meant it by the sounds of her breathing and the rhythm with which she moved her hips. When I pushed my tongue inside her anus, she stopped moving altogether. When I slowly slid it back out, she let out a breath and I could tell she'd been holding it. That told me it felt good and I felt powerful.
"I want Nia on the bed beside us as you tongue my ass," she said suddenly.
"Oh God, I have to stop," I said, common sense taking over the moment, but instead I went deeper, my tongue enjoying this new sensation and it didn't care who was watching. She took my clit between her teeth and slid her tongue over it as she slid her finger in and out of my ass. She had me so close, so fast, and I called out, "Yesssssssss."
"Yes, she can come on the bed?" she asked.
What could I say? What could I do? "You're forcing me to fuck you, right?"
"Of course, bitch. I'm sitting on your face and fucking your mouth."
"You're forcing me to eat your ass."
In answer, she maneuvered her ass over my mouth. "And you're so good at it. I want Nia to see."
"I have no choice, right."
"You have a choice, but you will pick the right one, slut. You'll let her onto the bed with my strap on. You will tell her to put it around her waist. You will suck it and lick it after she slides it in and out of my cunt."
"I'm such a whore," I said as we ate each other's cunts.
"Yes, you are."
"Such a slut for your cunt."
"You are, Kelly. You'll do anything for it."
"I'm so helpless."
"How helpless, slut?"
"Totally."
"Whatever I want, right?"
"You won't touch her, right?"
She slipped her tongue inside my dripping cunt. "You're so fucking wet. Have you ever been this turned on before?"
"Oh, God, not even close!"
"I'm that good, Kelly slut," she said as she grinded her dripping, sticky, delicious cunt over my entire face. I lashed my tongue at it every chance she gave me, and each time I slid across her clit, I could feel her knees buckle just a little. She had a slight edge over me, but I could get her -- but damn it, before I could even finish the thought, she raised her hips till she was just out of reach again. So, I licked my own lips just to get a taste of her.
"You're that good, Chloe," I said, hoping it would lure her back.
"I own you, body, mind, and soul. Say it, Kelly slut." She lowered her hips so I could just about reach her clit with my outstretched tongue.
I circled it slowly with the tip of my tongue. "You own me, Chloe, body, mind, and soul. Please let me eat your cunt. I've wanted this since you were fifteen years old."
"You wanted this?" she asked, and lowered herself onto me just long enough to let me taste it. "When I was just fifteen?"
"Yesssssss," I moaned, partly from the pleasure of her smooth, soft, moist lips, partly from the image I had of her fifteen-year-old pussy, and partly from the frustration of her taking them away from me.
"Fifteen wouldn't have been too young?" She slid her lips over my nose, then paused there. "You wanted me THAT bad?" she asked and just as she stressed the word, "that", she slid her lips over my mouth.
"God, yes!" I said and stretched my tongue as deep inside her as I could go. As I did so, she slid the cock in and out of me with her hands as she sucked on my clit.
"So, could you stop me, Kelly slut? As I fucked you better than anyone in your whole life, as I made you my bitch, your hands tied, your eyes blinded, could you stop me from touching her?"
I wasn't ready to answer. All I wanted right then was to lick her, suck her, bite her, eat her, anything it took to make her cum on my face. I needed that. I didn't know why and I was beyond CARING why. All I knew was I needed to please Chloe.
"Answer me!"
She relaxed her legs and gave me free rein, full access to her pussy and ass, and I could hear the change in her breathing, in her voice. She was getting close. "I don't know--"
"YOU DO KNOW!" she snapped and humped my face faster now.
She was right there, I could tell, right on the edge, but holding back till I answered. As badly as I needed it, I couldn't give her what she wanted. I knew as soon as I said no, she'd stop. It would all be over, and I'd die a little inside. Or I could die altogether if I let her do what she wanted. "She's just a baby," I whimpered, but continued eating her.
"I was just a baby when you wanted me," she whispered in between long strokes of her tongue over my clit as the rubber cock continued in and out.
"Fifteen is not a baby--" I started to say, knowing right away what I was agreeing to, and she unleashed a fury on me, hips bucking, grinding, rotating on my face as I licked her unmercifully, loving the softness of her lips as they washed across my mouth and my tongue. And her clit, so swollen I thought it might explode if I didn't give her the sweet release of orgasm. In the blur of motion, words, and sounds muffles by mouths buried in pussies, I was hit by a warm wave of wisdom. Chloe hadn’t been holding back. She needed this acquiescence, she needed me to give up not just my good-girl-ness, but also the one biggest sacrifice in my life.
"Yes," I blurted. "Yes, yes, yes, when she's fifteen, you can have her, lick her, suck her, eat her, fuck her."
"Oh, Jesus," she moaned.
What followed was like an explosion inside her. She screamed a low throaty groan as she sat almost upright on my face, using the gravity to intensify the pressure on my face. As she came, wave after wave, she made a series of powerful thrusts as if she were overcome with a raw, unbridled surge of her own primitive sexual hunger and the most powerful orgasm of her life hit her entire body with impossible and overwhelming force! I licked her till she could no longer stand it, swallowing ever drop I could get of her sweet young cunt. She rolled of me, and continue rocking and rolling through a series of moans till she was lying beside me, holding me, thanking me. I kissed every part of her face and tasted the salt of many tears until we drifted off to sleep, my hands still tied to the head of the bed, but hers gently stroked my skin.
Over the years, I came to understand that up till that night, she was always on the giving end of the sexual abandon experience. It was always her making other people lose control and give complete release to the orgasm. She’d needed to receive that as much as I had earlier in the afternoon. I'm not sure to this day that she could have got it any other way.
It's Nia's fifteenth birthday tomorrow, and I am writing this before I know what is going to happen. I honestly don't know if all she needed was the promise, or if she will turn up today. I doubt it. We all say things we are going to do or make promises, but a lot can happen to a person in eleven and a half years. In any case, I have to finish this later. The phone is ringing.
The End (probably)