Stephanie’s lips nipped at my ear. “You need to fucking relax a little. You have a second finger waiting.”
I tried to look back, but when I did, Stephanie rammed her hips against me, jamming my cock between Chrissy’s legs. Chrissy cried out, but once again, she stayed in place.
Chrissy lifted her left leg to my waist, and I carefully wrapped it around my back, my needy cock still pushing between her legs, her tight hole refusing access. Stephanie pushed against me again, fucking my ass with two fingers.
“I knew you’d like it,” Stephanie said and bit my earlobe.
Though I grimaced from Stepanie’s bite, I made no move to stop her. The pain was fucking arousing me.
Chrissy moaned, keeping her eyes closed as if in another world. I looked down her body, her skin perfect and tempting. Her breasts heaved in anticipation of whatever the two girls had planned.
“We should move to the bedroom,” Stephanie suggested. She slid her two fingers away and patted me on the ass. I watched her as she left the shower, the look in her eyes one of defiance. That’s when I knew Veronica had sent the two girls as a challenge, still playing her game with me. Why? Why play with me?
I lowered Chrissy’s leg, and when I did, our mouths met again, hungrily eating each other. I sucked on her tongue the warm and succulent appendage long and wide. I grabbed her ass and squeezed, ignoring Stephanie’s request for us to leave the shower.
Chrissy moaned into my mouth and grabbed my cock again, stroking it with a fierceness that said, tonight, anything goes. I was willing to play the game and take it as far as the girls wanted. I wouldn’t retreat. I wouldn’t say no. I would let them think they were in control.
Stephanie reached into the shower and turned off the water.
“Not yet,” Chrissy mumbled. She moved toward the back of the shower and turned away from me, placing her hands on the tiled-bench. She stuck her ass out and looked back. She didn’t need to ask or suggest. I knew what she wanted. What every woman wanted a man to do. Though the act was debaucherous, lewd, nasty, and seldom done, I kneeled behind Chrissy and spread her ass cheeks.
Water ran down Chrissy’s back and disappeared between her ass cheeks before dripping down her pussy and onto the floor. She looked fucking delectable, so I buried my face between her cheeks and ate her appetizing ass.
Chrissy writhed and shoved back against my face, the euphoria traveling from her body to mine. She was clean, and so the taste of her was much more than satisfying. My ravenous mind darkened, and I found myself reeling, spiraling into a lust I’d not experienced in years. Whatever Veronica was doing to me was taking me to levels of ecstasy I had never experienced.
I bombarded Chrissy’s asshole with deep, stiff jabs of my tongue. She responded with deep pants and small whimpers. When I shoved two fingers into her sweet pussy, she cried out and shook, her body tensing, her orgasm violent and insatiable.
Chrissy collapsed to the floor and stayed on her back. Her nipples stood at attention toward the ceiling. Her wet pussy throbbed and glistened. I was sure Stephanie would not be so easy.
I considered fucking Chrissy while she laid there almost unconscious, but I wanted to see what Stephanie was up to. I didn’t trust her anymore than I trusted Veronica.
A towel sat on the bathroom sink, and from where I stood, I could see Stephanie’s feet on the bed. I wrapped the towel around my waist and glanced back at Chrissy, who was out like a baby. The tile had to be uncomfortable as hell, but I needed to deal with the bitch on the bed.
“I won’t wait all day.” Stephanie had obviously been taking lessons from Veronica.
I entered the room to find Stephanie getting herself off, her feet flat on the bed, her knees up, her pussy wide open. The shit was hot as fuck, and as I stood there, the front of the towel extended.
“Like what you see, asshole?”
“Didn’t your mother ever tell you not to talk shit?” I said. The towel dropped to the floor, and just as I was about to crawl onto the bed, Stephanie squirted across the room, the arc of liquid like a fucking rainbow. Though I was impressed, I refused to show it.
“My mother abandoned me when I was six.” She closed her legs but kept her fingers inside her soaked cunt. “You can’t handle this, so why not take your hot little ass downstairs and enjoy the ocean breeze.” She let a smirk creep across her face, her shady eyes daring me onto the bed.
I was used to some dark shit in the bedroom and even had several crazy-ass women go off the deep end on me, but I thought Steph was about to outdo them all.
Outside, darkness was falling over the ocean. I still wanted to get to the Dungeon at midnight, but I also wanted to take care of the little whore on the bed. Things were going to turn out bad with her. They had to. It’s why Veronica sent her—just a piece of the puzzle.
“You need to suck my cock,” I said. “For being a bitch.”
Again she smirked.
I moved to the edge of the bed, my cock throbbing from anticipation. I didn’t just want her to suck my cock. I wanted to see how far I could shove it down her throat.
Stephanie moved to the bed, the scent of her pussy divine. “I don’t drink come.”
“Open your mouth, slut.”
Stephanie did as ordered, and I realized that’s what she wanted. She wanted to take orders. She didn’t want to play little princess either. She wanted things to go dark and wicked and possibly deadly.
