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Write a steamy hot post about masturbation or share a snippet so hot, it’ll make our readers want to masturbate.
Write a steamy hot post about masturbation or share a snippet so hot, it’ll make our readers want to masturbate.
An f/f scene from m/f/f erotic romance
Then Toni was there. Insinuating herself into our twosome. She touched us both, running a hand up my side and up his. My hands stilled on his pulsing flesh. I couldn’t seem to do too many things at once.
Toni moved in on us, her bare skin touching ours. She’d removed the rest of her clothing. Street and I were still kissing, then her lips were there too. She was kissing both of us. Street opened his mouth wider and she inserted her tongue. He retreated and I reluctantly released my hold on his magnificent cock. Then there was just her mouth on the side of mine. It was up to me. I had to shift my mouth over hers or move away.
I hesitated, but I felt Street caressing the side of my breast. I knew that he was still there and, weirdly, it comforted me.
Toni moved her hand to the side of my face as she tried to coax me to interact with her.
I was slow, but finally I moved so our lips were positioned. I kissed her, closed-mouthed at first. She seemed okay with that. As if she’d allow me to set the pace. But her hands were more convincing. She skimmed them softly from the curve of my neck over my shoulders, down my arms. She stroked softly over my back, all the while letting me kiss and peck at her lips timidly. And my body responded, her fingers causing goosebumps wherever they trailed.
I wasn’t ready for it, but she moved her hand between my legs. With her fingers, she dived into the slick folds and I realised that I was still fully aroused. The heat and the rush of wetness was all right there. There was no hiding it from her. I felt her hum against my lips, as if she liked how it felt.
She used one of her fingers to slowly circle my clit, and my mouth opened on a silent moan of pleasure at the current of electricity that shot through me. God, it felt good. But I pushed her hand away. If she kept that up, I’d come again. I wanted to give some pleasure, instead of always taking it.
I wanted to know what it was like to kiss her, like I’d kissed Street. Would it be different?
I seized either side of her head and opened my mouth over hers. She froze for a split second, as if she hadn’t expected me to take over, but when I did, she allowed me to. I touched my tongue to hers, hesitantly at first, but when she responded in kind, I felt another pulse of excitement.
She moved closer to me. I felt her skin against mine. It was warm and smooth, almost delicate. I wondered if I felt that way to her. She moved her body over mine and I felt our nipples catch. I gasped at the sensation. We broke apart and stared at each other. My chest was rising and falling rapidly as I tried to breathe. She was out of breath too. I watched, captivated by the little hard buds rising and falling in my line of sight. She kneed her way closer to me on the bed, took her own breast in her hand and arched her back towards me. She circled her nipple around mine.
It felt so good. I looked at her, wondering if she was feeling even a fraction of what I was. Her mouth was open and her eyes were half closed.
I felt Street’s weight lift off the bed as she made another circle, nipple to nipple.
I exhaled hard again. I wanted more. I lifted my shaking right hand and I touched Toni’s other breast, hesitantly cupping it, squeezing the soft flesh before tweaking the hardened bud between my fingers. When the little bumps around her areola hardened too, I felt a rush of satisfaction—the same kind of power I’d felt when I’d known Street had ejaculated over little more than bumping and grinding. Could I do the same to her, as unskilled as I was at making love to a woman? But I knew what I liked. I had that to go on.
Before long we were rubbing our tits all over each other, trying to achieve that next little plateau of arousal.
Toni grabbed my head and dived at my lips. We kissed each other, just like I had Street. The only difference was that she liked to flick her tongue a whole lot faster, which made me think that was the rhythm she would like in other places. I wanted to try it out.
I broke free from her hold and dipped my head. I couldn’t believe I was about to do this, but I did it. I kissed her taut nipple.
She inhaled sharply.
I shaped my lips around the bud, giving it the slightest little suck, then I circled my tongue around it. She tasted sweet and salty at the same time.
Toni took my other hand and guided it to her other breast. Duh. I should have known that. It was what I liked too.
I brought my fingers to my mouth and wet them with my own saliva before stroking the slickness all over her other nipple, so my fingers slid nicely over her taut skin. It took me a moment to get my tongue in sync with my fingers but when I did, she groaned with pleasure and thrust her hips towards me. A tiny little pulse started to throb between my legs. Her arousal was stoking my own. And once my mind went there, I wanted to touch her there.
I wasn’t sure if I was coordinated enough to keep stimulating her nipple with my mouth and touch her pussy at the same time. At least, not yet. I might need some practice. So I released her breast. She moaned her displeasure, but when I skimmed my palm over her stomach on a path down to her pussy, her breath hitched with anticipation.
I hit a patch of hair. Almost stubble-like, as if it were just growing back. I didn’t know if I liked that. But as I curved my fingers lower and shaped them around her lips, they were smooth. I liked that.
I slid my hand between her legs, reaching as far as I could go, using my thumb against her leg as a guide. She opened her stance a little wider for my exploration. I cupped her firm ass with my other hand, holding her steady, then dipped my fingers into the slippery slit.
She closed her eyes and breathed heavily through her nose, her mouth shut, her jaw tight with tension.
I looked around the room, trying to locate Street. He was standing about ten feet away, watching us, gloriously naked, his eyes heavy with arousal. He was touching himself. He knew that I was watching but it didn’t stop him. He looked right at me and gave his straining cock a long, slow stroke before sliding his large hand almost to the tip, where he choked it quickly, just as I had been doing for him not so long ago. His face contorted with the tension he fought against. My lips parted as I watched him. I wanted to jerk him off. He didn’t need to do it himself.
My hands had stilled again. It would seem that I couldn’t concentrate on one body while craving another. I was like a kid in a candy store. I wanted to flit from one sweet treat to another, ready and eager to sample them all, not wanting to miss out on any but so distracted by so many new and different delights that I could not keep my mind on just one. My father had always said I couldn’t walk and chew gum at the same time.
“Andi,” Toni breathed my name beside me. She took my wrist and moved my arm, sending my fingers deeper into her slick heat, reminding me. “Please.”
I shook my head slightly, hesitating, still locked on Street’s dark eyes. He gave me a lift of his chin, encouraging me to continue with Toni.
I tore my gaze from his. I could see she needed some relief. Her eyes were almost desperate, in a glassy kind of haze of desire. I was two orgasms up on her.
I waggled my fingers all around her wet pussy, teasing, almost tickling before easing my middle finger inside her. The lubricated, soft, tissuey walls closed around it and we both gasped at the sensation. I knew how she was feeling but I was also experiencing from the other side, maybe understanding what it felt like for a guy when he gave a woman pleasure. My own pussy flooded with that lush, heavy need.
“Mmm,” she hummed, bearing down on my hand. I started to prime her, sliding in and out of her slowly.
She coaxed me back towards her lips and we began kissing again. I wasn’t shy about it now. I liked it. She tasted good and she was an excellent kisser.
Toni pushed my hand out from between her legs, because again, I couldn’t seem to do two things at once. I hadn’t realised it, but once we’d started necking I’d stopped fingering her. When had I developed sexual ADD?
Toni’s hands were still against my cheeks, holding me. She pulled my lips hard against hers, and for a moment we had a battle of wills. She wanted to take me over but I wasn’t sure that I wanted her to have the upper hand. It was one thing to let a male think he was in charge when I was in a sexual situation. Sometimes I wanted the guy to take the lead—I
wanted to play the damsel—and sometimes I didn’t. I wasn’t sure why, but in this case, I didn’t want one of us to have more power than the other. Okay, I didn’t want her to have more over me, I guessed. We were either going to be equals here, or I was heading back over to Street, where I knew the rules.
I grabbed her right back and we struggled, lips and tongues clashing. Toni made a sound in the back of her throat and all of a sudden everything changed, softened. She became pliable. It was my turn to stop and stare. Even her adversarial expression had gone. And the look she gave me make my pussy rush again, all heavy and tingling.
I stared at her mouth, plump and wet. I’d done that, I thought. I kissed her again, but the way I thought we should kiss. Soft and sweet. We didn’t have to be rough with each other. And oh, God, was it good.
From there, it was give and take. I slid my fingers delicately over the sides of her breasts and she did the same to me. My nipples hardened at the soft touch. I was too busy with my tongue in her mouth to know if hers pearled, so I reached with my thumbs, pleased to find that they were as stiff as mine felt. Then she circled my taut buds. I gasped as her touch sent a delectable shockwave straight to my pussy.
She seemed to know what I needed. Snaking her hands around my back, she gripped my ass and pulled my pussy against hers. Ahh, the pressure. It was just what I craved. I slid my hands behind her and did the same to her. We rocked against each other until she broke the hold to once again trail her fingers through my wet folds.
“You are so slick,” she whispered.
I wanted to feel her too. I ran my fingers back over her lips until I hit her glossy moisture. “So are you,” I said, on a half laugh.
I ran my middle finger forward until I found her clit. She kept her eyes on mine as she followed the same action, finding my burning nub with her fingertip.
I started circling hers. She rounded mine. I watched her face as she enjoyed my touch, knowing that I was mirroring her pleasure.
Street’s weight sinking onto the bed signalled to Toni and me that he was going to join our little party. I knew what I was going to need shortly, and I wondered how we were going to work this out. We were short on male body parts and I wanted his dick embedded deep inside me. Although I was enjoying my encounter with Toni, I still needed to finish off with a man.
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