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H er fury was cold and sharp, cutting through the spell of the moment like a knife.

“W-hat?” Rebecca blinked, confused, her voice shaky as she was rudely dragged back from the brink and thrown into icy reality by the sense of Alice’s fingers leaving her.

Alice just glared at her, her eyes so cold they almost blazed. Yet, for all her palpable fury, when she spoke, her voice was even. “What do you mean ‘fuck him again’?”

“You mean you didn’t…” she began, shaking her head, as if not understanding the question. “But… but you said… he told you and you talked about-”

Alice rolled her eyes. “We role-played my over-hearing him fuck you that night, and-” As she said it, the wheels in her head suddenly turned and a piece fell into place. Realisation dawned, sending a cold wash cascading down her back to leave her legs feeling shaky. Her heart raced, beating a thunderous tempo in her ears. “Oh god, that was you! Wasn’t it? Both of you.” Her voice flared, going from icy cool to a raging inferno. “He fucked you that night, didn’t he?”

Rebecca was shaking, her eyes wet and glassy. “Yes, but Mrs Martin, please I didn’t, it just… happened, I never meant… I’m so sorry…” she sobbed, her words a desperate plea. But a plea for what? For her to understand? To forgive? Maybe both, or perhaps something else…

Alice searched the girl’s face. Again, that small part of her spoke up. She wanted to believe her. There was no lie in her eyes. That was true. Only fear and worry. They were almost like the eyes of one of her pupils, when she’d caught them doing something they knew was wrong, and awaited the inevitable punishment. But just like those brats, there was no regret. She didn’t regret having sex with her husband. In fact, she had probably been planning to do him again.

How fucking dare she!

She let out a sigh, jealousy enveloping her like the coils of a monstrous python. “No. No you’re not. Not yet.”

Rebecca’s eyes went wide. She opened her mouth to say something, her pretty little mouth with lips swollen from the kiss, but all that came out was a squeak of surprise as Alice grabbed her arm. In no mood to hear whatever she had to say, she just spun on her heel and dragged her out the door, across the hall, and through the door to the master bedroom. Kicking the door shut behind them, she threw the girl to the bed, where she landed with a bounce. Then she just lay there, unmoving in a dishevelled, beautiful heap upon the bed, with her dark hair spread out beneath her, her eyes downcast, and puffy lips quivering.

The sight stoked the embers still smouldering in her core, and Alice slowly licked her lips, thirsty for another taste of the girl. She just looked so divine, like a feast spread out for her to devour.

“Mrs Martin…” Rebecca whispered, her voice shaky as Alice mounted the bed, planting both hands on either side of her shoulders, caging her with her body. “What’re you-”

“Shut up,” Alice commanded, the order firm despite the softness of her voice as she leant down, brushing the tip of her nose over the girl’s. “Open that pretty little mouth without permission again, and I might just gag you up. Understand?”

Rebecca nodded, her eyes so big and wide as she bobbed her head up and down.

“Good, now stay right where you are...” Alice purred, dipping her head to slide her mouth over the girl’s in a ghost of a kiss before sweeping her tongue across her soft pink lips. Immediately they parted in an instinctual plea for more as, despite the warning, she arched up to deepen the kiss.

Alice was faster, however. Greedy to taste more, she pivoted, dragging her tongue down the column of her throat before peppering hot, opened-mouthed kisses over the tops of her breasts. “Mmm… such beautiful tits…”

“Ah… Mrs Martin…” Rebecca panted, rolling her head from side to side as Alice’s tongue circled her nipple in a tease at the things she had in store for her.

“You like that? Want more?” Alice purred, keeping her voice low so each syllable would tingle through the tender flesh.

God, it would have been so easy to go down on her right there. To throw caution to the wind and do everything she’d thought about doing to this little tease. To live out all her dirty, little, private fantasies. All it would have needed was just that one little push.

“Yes… yes… I want it… want more…” The words came out in a hot mess as Alice took the pebbled flesh between her lips and sucked. “But why… I mean… oh fuck… you don’t seem very… or shouldn’t you be more… mmm… mad at me?”

“Oh honey, I’m not mad. I’m furious,” Alice promised, her eyes bright with a predatory gleam as she watched her twist and writhe under her sensuous assault. There was nothing sexier than watching a lover come undone. “How dare he keep you from me.” She pulled away with a slow draw, lingering just long enough to graze her teeth along her assaulted nipple. Rebecca hissed with the light sting of pain, but Alice soothed it with a swirl of her tongue before switching to its twin. “Mmm… Just look at you. So sexy. You’re perfect… my husband’s perfect little toy.” It was impossible to keep the edge from her voice at that. Just the idea gnawed at her like a dog with a bone, fuelling the blaze in her core. "Well, not anymore. You’re my toy tonight.”

“Yes… please… do whatever you want to me,” Rebecca entreated, her voice rising in a sensuous moan as Alice worshipped that nipple the way she had the first. She couldn’t help herself. The girl was just so sweet and lush, a feast spread out to be devoured. Nothing, not even the dirtiest and kinkiest of all her wildest fantasies, could compare to reality. Eager to begin, she pressed a hand between Rebecca’s thighs, cupping her mound and sliding two fingers into her drenched heat.

“Oh, your pussy’s so wet for me, you dirty girl,” Alice said, abandoning her breasts to take her mouth, swallowing the long moan that flowed as sweet as honey as she swirled her digits through her cream. Once they were liberally coated, she pulled back and raised them up so they could both see they were slick and shiny. “I’m going to make you my obedient little fuck toy, but first, I want to see if your pussy’s as sweet as your perfect tits.”

Eyes locked with Rebecca’s, she gave her forefinger a slow seductive lick before putting it in her mouth and sucking it clean, moaning at the musky flavour. “Mmm… you're delicious,” she purred, then offered the other finger to the girl. "Wanna taste?”

For a moment, she looked like she might try to refuse, but when Alice pressed the glistening tip of her finger to her lips, they opened obediently. Her tongue slid out to swirl around the digit, licking up the juices coating it before taking it into her mouth, sucking greedily.

“Yeah… that’s it, suck it clean, taste your sweet little pussy,” Alice ordered. The sight and sounds of the minx’s mouth sucking her own slickness from her fingers getting her wetter by the second.

Had she sucked Richard’s cock this way? Strangely, the thought didn’t inflame her ire, but made the throbbing of her clit so intense, it took most of her willpower to resist the urge to rub it right there and then. So hot and greedy, she was probably a good little cock sucker.

When Rebecca released her finger, sucked clean, Alice smirked down at her. “So, did you like your first taste of pussy?”

With her body almost quivering with need, the girl nodded but looked away from the older woman’s knowing gaze.

“Do you want more?” Alice pressed, bending down to trail her tongue down that long neck before pulling back to blow softly over her nipples, stiff and begging for more attention.

Rebecca nodded again, biting her lip as shame and lust tinted her face an adorable pink.

“I can’t hear you,” Teasing, she dropped her hand to the girl’s trembling inner thigh, close enough to feel the heat radiating from her cunt, the skin deliciously smooth and soft. Slowly, she reached a finger out to circle her clit.

“Yes!” Rebecca gasped, so mad with the need for release, the words came spilling out in a hot rush. “More… please… fuck me, Mrs Martin!”

Alice was happy to oblige.

“Mmmm… good girl…” she praised, sliding down her body and laying hot, open-mouthed kisses down her midriff and navel as she went. “You're so sexy… so perfect… my perfect little fuck toy...” With that final claim, she buried her face between Rebecca’s legs, dragging her tongue along her folds from the base up to the clit.

“Oh! Oh fuck… Mrs- Mrs Martin….” Rebecca gasped, her head rolling back and body curling up into Alice’s mouth as she licked up and down with long, lazy strokes. The flat of her tongue spreading her folds while the tip dipped in to slide through her tender tissues.

All the while she watched, peering up at the girl from between the V-junction of her legs, delighted in the sight of her arching under her mouth, writhing, head thrashing and eyes squeezed tight against the pleasure while her breasts rose and fell with ragged breaths.

“Does that feel good?” she asked, sliding up to circle her clit.

“Yes! Oh god, feels so good!” the girl choked out, completely overwhelmed and white knuckling the tangled bedspread in an effort to grind her hips against her tormentor’s tongue.

It was one of the sexiest sights Alice had ever seen.

“You like me licking your pretty little pussy?”

“Yes!” she gasped, shaking with her need.

“Good,” Alice purred, giving the girl’s clit a sensuous kiss. The musky scent of her flowing desire curled up her nose, as addictive and intoxicating as spiced wine.

“Now whose pussy is this?” To emphasise her question, she plunged her tongue between her folds, licking every part of the slick honeypot she could reach. Heady cream poured past her lips as her tongue probed, twisted, and flicked.

“Oh fuck! It’s yours! That’s your pussy, Mrs Martin!” Fuck, it sounded so hot when she called her name like that.

“That’s right. My husband was only renting it when he fucked it, but you belong to me now,” she growled, pushing the girl’s legs back towards her chest, opening her completely. Then, curling her arms around her thighs, she dragged her cunt to her mouth.

“Yes… Yes… it belongs to you… oh fuck!” The moans left her in a rush as Alice focused all her attention on her clit.

“Yes, that’s it, your such a good girl, such a good little fuck toy… Mmm… you’re so wet and taste so good… does my good little fuck toy want me to make her cum?” she asked, shaking her head from side to side so her tongue wouldn’t lose contact with the little bundle of nerves.

“Oh fuck! Yes!” she gasped, her tone rising higher and higher while the muscles of her thighs tensed in Alice’s hands, her restraining hold just managing to keep her pinned beneath her mouth. “Please… please, Mrs Martin… lick me… fuck me… I want to cum… I want to cum for you…”

“Then do it, you dirty girl, cum for me… cum in my mouth like the dirty girl you are,” she ordered, before taking her clit between her lips, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked, hard.

“Oh-oh my god…” Rebecca sobbed, her spine curling at the delicious suction as her hands grabbed for Alice’s head, fisting her hair. “Oh fuck… there… right there…. Fuck! Yes! Yes! Ye…” Her words trailed away as her orgasm hit, crashing over her like a tsunami. It didn’t matter. Alice took everything she had to give, sucking her through the rolling waves as her hips curled and undulated, fucking her mouth in all the ways that made her own neglected pussy throb.

Especially when combined with the sheer eroticism of watching this beautiful creature cum. Of knowing she’d been the one to reduce her to such a state of base pleasure.

When the storm finally passed, Rebecca tumbled back down to earth and collapsed into the sheets in a quaking mess with a heaving bosom, glazed eyes and flushed checks of a woman well fucked. With a last cleaning lick, Alice disentangled herself. Shrugging off the hand that had been tugging at her hair, she crawled up her body to press an opened mouth kiss to her lips to feed her the last of her own sweetness. Even in her haze, the girl drank it greedily, sucking at the slickness from her tongue with a soft purring moan.

“So, how was it?” she asked, a knowing smirk pulling at the side of her lips as she pulled away.

Rebecca exhaled, her breathing ragged as she tried to gather her wits. “Amazing, Mrs Martin…” She pushed a hand through her bangs, brushing back the tangled tumbles of her hair that had stuck to her misted brow. “Oh god… my clit’s still pounding, I can’t feel my pussy…”

“Aw? You poor thing. Well, guess that means I eat pussy better than my husband then.” Alice teased, rearing back to sit on her haunches. Hey eyes sliding down, the vision of the girl spread out beneath her, spent and ravaged and so beautifully fuckable.

“Well… I don’t know if I’d go quite that far.” Her eyes glanced away, her blush deepening, if that was at all possible.

The mock challenge sent a thrill straight to Alice’s core that made her drenched cunt pulse.

“Oh really, you little minx? I guess that’s it then, isn’t it? I was going to go easy on you, but now I have to remind you of your place.” She undid the belt of her robe and gave a shrug so it pooled around her feet, leaving her just in the gown. It took all her restraint not to rip that over her head, too. The cool night air felt delicious against her overheated skin.

Rebecca’s mouth fell open. “Wow… Mrs Martin, you’re beautiful.”

“Mmm… flattery won’t save you now, honey.” She teased, another spike of pleasure searing out from her clit at the hungry look in the girl’s eyes. It was nothing short of burning desire. “And what about my tits?”

“Your tits?” The words were tentative but she couldn’t help staring as Alice leant forward just enough to emphasise the tops of her breasts, shown off perfectly by the deep cut of the silk and lace.

“Yes. Do you like them too?” she asked silkily, lowering a hand to cradle the back of the girl’s head, raising her up. “Do you want to taste them? Suck on them?”

Rebecca’s tongue licked across her bottom lip. “Yes. They’re amazing, but I don’t-”

Her words were smothered to silence when Alice pressed her face into her breasts. For all her outward nervousness, Rebecca didn’t hesitate and applied lip service to every bit of skin she could reach, peppering the tops of her breasts with fervent kisses.

“Mmm… good girl, that feels… So good… yeah, worship my tits,” Alice panted. It was a delicious sensation. The feeling of the mouth on her skin merging with the desperate heat burning inside her and sending tongues of tingling fire flicking over her skin, driving her wild. Fisting the girl’s silky hair, she pressed her face hard to her breast, dragging her where she wanted with one hand while pushing the gown’s spaghetti straps down with the other, freeing her breasts.

Rebecca didn’t miss a beat and dragged her tongue over the dusky nipple, making Alice gasp and arch. Her head fell back with a pleading whimper for more as the girl’s hands came up to cup and squeeze her cleavage, sending waves of ecstasy down to her core. Meanwhile, Rebecca’s tongue rolled around and around her nipple, winding her up tighter and tighter, before switching to curl and flick over the other.

“Oh fuck, that’s it… mmm… yes, suck my tits, show me what a good little fuck toy you are!” Alice moaned in a shuddering breath, the sight of that pink tongue sweeping over her breast working her into a frenzy. Her breasts, though always sensitive, suddenly seemed to be intensely so. The feeling was divine yet woefully inadequate and made her feel ready to burst. Then soft lips closed over her right nipple in a hard suck, and something inside her snapped. Unable to wait anymore, she dragged Rebecca’s mouth from her breast and pushed her back down on the bed. She landed with a cute little gasp that was quickly silenced when Alice climbed up her body and sat on her face.

Later, the despicable part of her brain that deals with second thoughts and regret will try to convince her that this was a bad idea. That Rebecca was a girl-sex virgin and she should have found a better way of coaxing her through going down on a woman than just shoving her cunt on her face.

But at that moment, Alice didn’t care.

She was desperate, near mindless with the need to cum, and the first stroke of her lover’s velvety tongue was like a burst of white hot firecrackers behind her eyes.

“Oh fuck, yeah, that’s it, lick my pussy… Yes! Yes!” she moaned, throwing her hands out against the nearest wall to steady herself. Her back bowed with the sensations radiating from her core as Rebecca’s tongue went to work, sliding through her folds with long lapping licks that turned her legs to jelly. Turned on as she was, she knew she wouldn’t last long.

Rebecca was a quick learner. While her first lick had been a shallow test, nervous and unimaginative, they quickly turned long and smooth. Then her hands were around her hips, hands grabbing and squeezing her ass, drawing Alice’s cunt to her mouth as her tongue plunged deep, drinking her in like she was parched and dying of thirst.

No doubt about it, the girl was a natural pussy eater.

“Oh god honey, you’ve no idea how long I’ve wanted to see you like this…” Alice moaned. Just seeing her beneath her, those wide eyes staring up at her from between her thighs as she ate her was stoking the fire in her belly, her nerves from her clit to her nipples were on fire, the heat radiating out to her fingers and toes. “Mmm… your pretty little face between my legs… licking my cunt like the dirty girl you are… such a dirty… dirty gi- oh fuck, oh fuck!”

Whether on purpose or by chance, Rebecca had found her clit, and the feeling of her lapping at the bundle of nerves drove Alice wild. It all felt so fucking good. The tight tingling of her nipples. The throbbing knot at her centre. All The things she was doing with her mouth, that made it feel like her lips and tongue were everywhere, licking, kissing and sucking her all at once. It all came together, and she was about to burst.

“Yes! Yes… Oh god… that’s it… suck my clit… make me cum on your face- oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!”

Doubling over, she clawed at the wall for whatever purchase she could find as her hips curled and rocked, grinding her sex into the girl’s mouth, riding her face as her release exploded through her. Rolling curtains of an aurora blazed across her eyes as her orgasm crashed over her in great white-capped waves, washing her away from her body into a sea of bliss.

She wasn’t sure how long she floated there, but when she finally opened her eyes, never having actually realised she’d shut them, Richard was standing over her.