02-06-2022, 09:43 AM
I made another lap, and another, each drawing closer to that cute clit. But before I could really get to business, I heard Hem's footsteps, and the sound of a wrapper being opened. Hem stood next to Unnati, unwrapping a gbang popsicle. Knowing both Unnati and I were watching, she gave it a long lick and a theatrical suckle on the popsicle. Then our eyes met, and we both loosed a small laugh as she handed it to me.
Hem knelt beside Unnati, who had raised up onto her elbows. Pushing her bangs back over her ear, Hem bent down toward Unnati. Their lips met. Warmth pooled in my stomach as I watched them kiss. They kissed loudly, showing how their tongues tangled between their lips—for my benefit, I think. Hem cupped Vaibhvai's breast, pinching softly on her nipple. As Unnati moaned, I grinned, and positioned the popsicle.
"Now you'll see how it feels," I laughed, and shoved it inside her in one smooth motion.
Her back arched, her breast pushing into Hem's hand, her cunt pressing up against my thrust. Her mouth locked tight with Hem, her hands moving to the back of Hem's head and holding her close. Gleefully, I fucked her with the popsicle, watching her fuck back. Her coos were quieted by Hem's mouth, but I could still watch her pleasure rising by the heaving of her chest, the rhythm of her hips.
The popsicle melted quickly inside the molten heat of Unnati's tunnel. I replaced it with my tongue, lapping up the purple juices, at first with hurried licks, and then with slower exploration. I could hear when their long kiss ended by Unnati's panting.
The next time I looked up, Hem's mouth was clamped on Unnati's nipple, making long, slow suckles. Unnati met my eyes, her whole face glowing red. We just watched each other, as I and Hem pleased her. Hem's hand focused on Unnatis's free tit, squeezing hard enough that it had to be a little painful. Unnati's only reaction was a low moan.
My fingers slid into that slick and swollen pussy, two fingers stretching her tightness. Her head lolled back, exposing a throat I loved to kiss and nibble. But Hem beat me to it, licking her way up Unnati's chest to suck on her neck. As I wiggled my fingers inside Unnati's cunt, Hem slid fluidly around to Unnati's back, hugging her close, letting Unnati rest on her lap. Her lips moved along her shoulder and neck, finally nibbling on the little slut's ear.
I don't know what Hem whispered into Unnati's ear, but I know that her pussy clutched tight around my fingers, and she gave a wavering groan. "Yes, please," she whimpered, fucking herself on my fingers as much as I was fucking her. "Please. Fuck." Her eyes were vacant pools of lust, heavy-lidded. Her face shown in flush, her whole body glimmering with sweat.
She was close. So, so close. My body ached in sympathy. But after taking another second to enjoy the view, I buckled down, slipping my fingers out of her, using my hands to steady her writhing form, and dove in.
The smell and taste of gbang popsicle surrounded me. In and around her cunt, along her thighs. But her smell and taste filled me, consumed me. My head was thick with the fog of want, want for her, want for her Hem, want for anything that could fill my aching slit. For now, I wanted one thing more than any other. My tongue delved deeper inside her, straining to taste her, pure, undiluted.
Her hips jerked, her legs strained under my arms. Her cunt clenched and then flooded, and I got what I needed. Her. More, and more, always more of her taste, of her smell, of her rising cries and her pleasure. For long moments I held her there, sucking and licking and nibbling just a tiny bit. I kept at her until she squirmed and pushed my head away, sucking in gasping breaths and laughing at the intensity of her climax.
Hem knelt beside Unnati, who had raised up onto her elbows. Pushing her bangs back over her ear, Hem bent down toward Unnati. Their lips met. Warmth pooled in my stomach as I watched them kiss. They kissed loudly, showing how their tongues tangled between their lips—for my benefit, I think. Hem cupped Vaibhvai's breast, pinching softly on her nipple. As Unnati moaned, I grinned, and positioned the popsicle.
"Now you'll see how it feels," I laughed, and shoved it inside her in one smooth motion.
Her back arched, her breast pushing into Hem's hand, her cunt pressing up against my thrust. Her mouth locked tight with Hem, her hands moving to the back of Hem's head and holding her close. Gleefully, I fucked her with the popsicle, watching her fuck back. Her coos were quieted by Hem's mouth, but I could still watch her pleasure rising by the heaving of her chest, the rhythm of her hips.
The popsicle melted quickly inside the molten heat of Unnati's tunnel. I replaced it with my tongue, lapping up the purple juices, at first with hurried licks, and then with slower exploration. I could hear when their long kiss ended by Unnati's panting.
The next time I looked up, Hem's mouth was clamped on Unnati's nipple, making long, slow suckles. Unnati met my eyes, her whole face glowing red. We just watched each other, as I and Hem pleased her. Hem's hand focused on Unnatis's free tit, squeezing hard enough that it had to be a little painful. Unnati's only reaction was a low moan.
My fingers slid into that slick and swollen pussy, two fingers stretching her tightness. Her head lolled back, exposing a throat I loved to kiss and nibble. But Hem beat me to it, licking her way up Unnati's chest to suck on her neck. As I wiggled my fingers inside Unnati's cunt, Hem slid fluidly around to Unnati's back, hugging her close, letting Unnati rest on her lap. Her lips moved along her shoulder and neck, finally nibbling on the little slut's ear.
I don't know what Hem whispered into Unnati's ear, but I know that her pussy clutched tight around my fingers, and she gave a wavering groan. "Yes, please," she whimpered, fucking herself on my fingers as much as I was fucking her. "Please. Fuck." Her eyes were vacant pools of lust, heavy-lidded. Her face shown in flush, her whole body glimmering with sweat.
She was close. So, so close. My body ached in sympathy. But after taking another second to enjoy the view, I buckled down, slipping my fingers out of her, using my hands to steady her writhing form, and dove in.
The smell and taste of gbang popsicle surrounded me. In and around her cunt, along her thighs. But her smell and taste filled me, consumed me. My head was thick with the fog of want, want for her, want for her Hem, want for anything that could fill my aching slit. For now, I wanted one thing more than any other. My tongue delved deeper inside her, straining to taste her, pure, undiluted.
Her hips jerked, her legs strained under my arms. Her cunt clenched and then flooded, and I got what I needed. Her. More, and more, always more of her taste, of her smell, of her rising cries and her pleasure. For long moments I held her there, sucking and licking and nibbling just a tiny bit. I kept at her until she squirmed and pushed my head away, sucking in gasping breaths and laughing at the intensity of her climax.
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