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Story: Ache For Her
Lust filled the train worker’s eyes. I knew this guy would do anything I asked, which I was already counting on. He probably didn’t even need as much motivation as I was going to give him. Delilah was quite a prize. When we moved through the train station, people just stared at her, mesmerized by her beauty as I’d noticed at first glance too. They didn’t know what sat underneath though, the tiny glimpses I’d been able to get lately. On the outside, she was picture perfect, but on the inside…oh, on the inside, she was more like me than she’d ever want to admit to herself.
“What are you doing to him?” Delilah whispered as she watched the man draw closer. He was drawn to her like a magnet.
“Oh, nothing,” I grinned, staring up at her. Then, I looked over my shoulder at him. “Delilah here thinks she can’t come by oral pleasure. What do you think?”
“I think you’re doing it wrong then.”
I snarled, and the boy shied away. Stupid human.
“Don’t do that to him, Simon,” Lilah said.
I tempered my reaction, knowing he was just an ignorant boy. Instead of reacting further, I sank my fingers into her ass, massaging her sweet skin. She practically purred. The stranger’s arousal heightened as he watched her, as did Delilah’s. Her skin was on fire, and she couldn’t keep from looking from me to the newcomer. As poised as she was in my arms, she looked like a goddess. She should feel like one too.
“This will be my first time trying,boy,” I said to him, a hint of alpha in my voice. He nodded in response. I knew I didn’t need any extra help getting Delilah off, but I wanted it to be special. For fuck’s sake, she’d made me come inside her just from the taste of her lips on my own. So intimate, so sensual.
Even now, I felt myself lengthen just from the memory.
“Boy, do you find Delilah attractive?”
He nodded. “Very.”
I worked my hand up her body and fondled her breasts, stroking them lightly before dropping her in my arms so I could reach her nipple with my tongue. I closed my mouth around it, sucking her skin inside while I ravished her nipple with quick lashes of my tongue. Her fists gripped my shoulders. “Simon,” she warned, her body tensing.
“Don’t be afraid,” I told her, as I gave her a slight nibble. “The boy wants to watch.”
I hoisted her up until I was between her legs again, my hot breath caressing her creamy center. She stilled, her head landing back against the wall. I flicked her clit with my tongue and she moaned.
“Let it all out for our audience, baby.”
“But the noise,” she said, even though her hips were already straining toward me.
“Tell her you don’t care about the noise,” I instructed our guest.
I pierced her with my tongue at the same time the railway worker said, “I don’t care about the noise.”
Her hole was like velvet. I penetrated her again and again before curling my tongue around her clit again. “Simon,” she called out. “You’re just going to rile me up and have to finish me another way.”
I grinned into her pussy. The air smelled like straight lust. It was coming from all three of us, yet the boy’s was overpowering. He hadn’t had his satiated only moments before. I peeked back at him. He wrung his hands in front of himself, practically drooling. “Tell her how much you want her,” I said, ignoring her pleas. She would climax like this.
“Oh fuck,” the guy said, his voice deep and husky from his arousal. “You look like sin itself.”
I reached up to cup her breasts as I continued my attention on her clit. The guy talked and talked, his words making me harder and harder as I worked on Delilah. She trembled in my arms. “Do you like this, Delilah?” I whispered. “Do you like him watching me eat you?”
“Oh God,” Lilah moaned. Her whole body trembled as she surged closer and closer to the edge. Whoever had tried to make her orgasm this way before just hadn’t done it right. Her body was primed for it. Such a shame she hadn’t felt it before. The body’s pleasures were to be explored in every way imaginable. For someone who thought herself so worldly, she had little experience.
At least I could be her first. “Was that an answer? Do you like having an audience?”
“Yes,” she said, her voice breathless. “Yes, I like it. A lot.”
“Tell him what to do, Lilah.”
Her eyes rounded as I stared up at her. She shook her head.
“He’ll do whatever you ask. Won’t you?”
“Fuck. Anything,” his gruff voice responded.
Lilah’s eyes flicked to him, then back to me. “You tell him,” she said. She pulled her hand through my hair. “Tell him what to do to me.”
“What are you doing to him?” Delilah whispered as she watched the man draw closer. He was drawn to her like a magnet.
“Oh, nothing,” I grinned, staring up at her. Then, I looked over my shoulder at him. “Delilah here thinks she can’t come by oral pleasure. What do you think?”
“I think you’re doing it wrong then.”
I snarled, and the boy shied away. Stupid human.
“Don’t do that to him, Simon,” Lilah said.
I tempered my reaction, knowing he was just an ignorant boy. Instead of reacting further, I sank my fingers into her ass, massaging her sweet skin. She practically purred. The stranger’s arousal heightened as he watched her, as did Delilah’s. Her skin was on fire, and she couldn’t keep from looking from me to the newcomer. As poised as she was in my arms, she looked like a goddess. She should feel like one too.
“This will be my first time trying,boy,” I said to him, a hint of alpha in my voice. He nodded in response. I knew I didn’t need any extra help getting Delilah off, but I wanted it to be special. For fuck’s sake, she’d made me come inside her just from the taste of her lips on my own. So intimate, so sensual.
Even now, I felt myself lengthen just from the memory.
“Boy, do you find Delilah attractive?”
He nodded. “Very.”
I worked my hand up her body and fondled her breasts, stroking them lightly before dropping her in my arms so I could reach her nipple with my tongue. I closed my mouth around it, sucking her skin inside while I ravished her nipple with quick lashes of my tongue. Her fists gripped my shoulders. “Simon,” she warned, her body tensing.
“Don’t be afraid,” I told her, as I gave her a slight nibble. “The boy wants to watch.”
I hoisted her up until I was between her legs again, my hot breath caressing her creamy center. She stilled, her head landing back against the wall. I flicked her clit with my tongue and she moaned.
“Let it all out for our audience, baby.”
“But the noise,” she said, even though her hips were already straining toward me.
“Tell her you don’t care about the noise,” I instructed our guest.
I pierced her with my tongue at the same time the railway worker said, “I don’t care about the noise.”
Her hole was like velvet. I penetrated her again and again before curling my tongue around her clit again. “Simon,” she called out. “You’re just going to rile me up and have to finish me another way.”
I grinned into her pussy. The air smelled like straight lust. It was coming from all three of us, yet the boy’s was overpowering. He hadn’t had his satiated only moments before. I peeked back at him. He wrung his hands in front of himself, practically drooling. “Tell her how much you want her,” I said, ignoring her pleas. She would climax like this.
“Oh fuck,” the guy said, his voice deep and husky from his arousal. “You look like sin itself.”
I reached up to cup her breasts as I continued my attention on her clit. The guy talked and talked, his words making me harder and harder as I worked on Delilah. She trembled in my arms. “Do you like this, Delilah?” I whispered. “Do you like him watching me eat you?”
“Oh God,” Lilah moaned. Her whole body trembled as she surged closer and closer to the edge. Whoever had tried to make her orgasm this way before just hadn’t done it right. Her body was primed for it. Such a shame she hadn’t felt it before. The body’s pleasures were to be explored in every way imaginable. For someone who thought herself so worldly, she had little experience.
At least I could be her first. “Was that an answer? Do you like having an audience?”
“Yes,” she said, her voice breathless. “Yes, I like it. A lot.”
“Tell him what to do, Lilah.”
Her eyes rounded as I stared up at her. She shook her head.
“He’ll do whatever you ask. Won’t you?”
“Fuck. Anything,” his gruff voice responded.
Lilah’s eyes flicked to him, then back to me. “You tell him,” she said. She pulled her hand through my hair. “Tell him what to do to me.”