He tongue fucks her for a minute, then he pulls his face away and takes hold of the pump. He tweaks her gorgeous clit, which is as succulent as her lush nipples, before carefully placing the smaller pump over it.
Everything about Vani is just fucking luscious. Her tits, her face, her pussy, her hair, her skin. I want to drown in her all day every day. If that woman knew just how obsessed I was with her, she’d be dangerous because, truthfully, I’d do any damn thing she asked.
I’d burn the world down and everyone on it if she commanded it. I might like to talk about her as if she’s just my slut, and maybe in bed she is, but she’s my fucking queen, too. The woman I still sneak into bed with sometimes just to watch her sleep.
I think she knows I still do it, but she hasn’t said anything about it. We mostly all sleep together, but sometimes, if she’s got her period, she might bed down in the spare room for a night. I always end up in her bed at some point. Watching her, like the creeper I am.
Vani’s making small, breathy gasps now, and I stare at her tits in awe, seeing her nipples have expanded to fill the suction cups, and they were already juicy to begin with.
Why didn’t I think of this before? I wonder if I did this regularly, would she develop bigger nipples all the time?
The thought makes me want to come in my pants, so I push it out of my mind… for now.
Lex stands by the foot of the bed, near her pussy, and leans over. “Can I?” he asks Zane.
Zane moves out of the way, until he’s kneeling at Vani’s side, still pumping her clit. Lex kneels between her legs, staring at her pussy as if he wants to crawl inside it. Hell, maybe he does.
He pushes two fingers deep inside, and she gasps and arches off the bed. “Oh, God, Lex, please.”
“You want to come?” I ask.
“Yes, please. God, yes.”
“Only if you promise us that you’ll go out tonight with no bra on, so everyone can see these nipples.”
“What? No?” She moves her arms as if she’s going to cover her chest, but the restraints stop her. “My breasts are too big to go out without any kind of bra or bra top.”
“No, baby, they’re not,” I insist. “They’re perfect.”
“People will stare.”
“Exactly.” I don’t get her issue.
Zane signs, and I frown at what he says.No. I don’t want strangers staring at her tits. She can wear this bra, with the nipples cut out, that way they’ll show a bit for us, but not everyone will stare.
“You’re not the boss of us,” I say moodily.
Zane simply holds my stare for a beat, and as always, I am the one who backs down by looking away.
Most of the time, Lex or I arrange what’s going on in our lives, but ultimately Zane calls the shots. He’s unbudgeable, like a fucking mountain or something.
I don’t exactly love it, but it’s the dynamic we have, and I’m not about to have a fight with Zane. Anyone would be suicidal to do that.
“Fine,” I mutter.
“Thank God,” Vani says under her breath.
“You’re still going to be outside, with your nipples poking out of your bra, all swollen,” I snap.
She meets my gaze and holds it, a challenge within her own.
“Of course,” she says. “That’s fine because I’m going to fuck one of you with that strap-on.”
Lex makes the smallest sound in the back of his throat, but I notice it.Interesting. I had no idea my twin would be into that.
“Don’t go too far with the bratty act,ma bichette.” I wag my finger.
“Did you just call me your bitch?” She looks scandalized, but she gasps at the end of her question when Lex crooks his fingers inside her, hitting her G-spot and making her pussy all wet and needy. When he thrusts them in and out, it makes the obscenest noises.
