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I took Wendy's hand, her skin hot against my palm. She turned and led me toward the chair, where Yara was now standing up and smoothing her dress over her thighs.

"You're sure you want to eat me out? I would be more than happy to do it. You're our guest, after all." Wendy said. Her face was still glistening a little with Yara's wetness, and I took a bold move to lean in and kiss her, tasting Yara, a little preview of what I'd probably get to experience firsthand later tonight.

"I really…god, Wendy…" I was almost whimpering, my legs were shaking at the mere thought of getting between Wendy's legs, "I want to feel your pussy, it's all I could think about when you were eating Yara…you look so delicious." I kissed Wendy again, holding her face in my hands.

Wendy grinned and bit her lip as I pulled away, her face looking flushed. "Damn…I…okay." she looked over at Yara, and then to Brenda. "I think Vi here might be a sub like yours truly…" she laughed a bit.

Yara laughed, "I kinda already had an inkling…" Yara took Brenda's hand, kissing her fingers. "Bren and I might just have to have a hell of a time putting both of you in your place."

"Mmm…it has been a while since I broke a new sub in." Brenda said with glee dripping in her voice. "The last time was…"

And almost as if it was scripted, the doorbell rang and Brenda turned her attention to the front of the house. "I think Eve, that last time, might be at the door right now," Wendy said.

"Yara, shall we check?" Brenda said, taking Yara by the hand and leading her out of the room.

Now it was just Wendy and me. Wendy was sitting in the chair, her cheeks red, her cute face looking up at me. "You're not just wanting to eat me out to show off to Yara, are you?"

"Oh, my god, no…not at all. I, um…I think you're really, really hot." I said, getting down on one knee and getting level with Wendy.

Wendy's face flushed red. "Aww…really? That's sweet of you, Vi." She leaned in and kissed me on the mouth. I put my arm around the back of her head and held her, feeling our kiss intensify as the heat grew between us. She was more warm and comfortable compared to Brenda, her motions softer and more delicate. I could see how the contrast between the two of them worked, and how it could make a woman caught between them go wild.

I reached forward and took Wendy's breasts in my hands, the heft and warmth of them making me swoon. "Mm…you're so…god…you're everything I've dreamed about."

"Not many girls have fantasies about chubby Korean girls, so you're either lying or you've hit the jackpot." Wendy said, straightening her back out to give me full purchase of her tits.

"Well, I'm not exactly in Vegas, but I sure can hear the jackpot bell ringing." I said. This was an insanely out of character attempt at charisma for me, but by Wendy's reaction, I could tell it at least landed a little .

Wendy kissed me again. "You're pretty fucking adorable, Vi. You know that?"

"Mmm…I try."

"You'd probably be extra fucking adorable with your head between my legs, so I can see that pink hair splayed out across my thighs." Wendy said, bracing against my back, drawing me in. The sudden snap of dominant, animalistic energy causing me to chirp in excitement.

"Oh my god, yes." I said.

"You're OK with three, maybe four women watching you do this?" Wendy said, reaching out and rubbing my tits a little.

Truth be told, I'd forgotten completely about the fact that Yara and Brenda had gone to get another of the guests, and I didn't know how well I would do with a crowd, but I also did not want to pass up the chance to eat Wendy out before anyone else got the chance.

"If I bury my head deep enough, it'll be like they're not even there." I giggled.

Wendy grinned, "well, I sure don't mind putting on a show. Let's make it really, really good, yeah?" She stood up, her legs trembling slightly in her anticipation. She pulled her leggings down, revealing thighs that were as delicious as I imagined, along with a neat patch of jet black pubic hair. Wendy wasn't wearing panties, but that didn't surprise me much. I thought about how fucking hot it would be to eat her out through the leggings, something I discovered I really loved a couple of years ago, but doing it a more traditional way was probably best for the first time.

"Mmm…oh my god, sit down so I can get started, please." I said, panic in my voice, only a little of it exaggerated. I wanted nothing more than to taste Wendy's sweetness, and I was just seconds away from doing just that.

Wendy did as she was told and sat down on the chair. I knelt on the ground, spreading her knees apart. I looked up at her as her thighs spread apart, her lips parting, the light pink of her sex just a hint of what was waiting for me. It occurred to me that it looked exactly, and I mean exactly, like the rose quartz vulva in the koi pond.

I leaned in, and Wendy tightened her legs around my shoulders, digging her heels in to pull me closer. It was rough, but I was eager. I was almost afraid of my eagerness as I pressed my nose into her, and then my tongue found Wendy’s clit and made wide circles around it, exploring and learning how to make Wendy happy. Every woman tastes different, and it was so thrilling to get that first taste. I thought about how I'd be getting a handful more first tastes before tonight was done, and it caused my back to slacken, pushing my face harder against Wendy's dripping slit.

"Mmm…oh, you were ready to do that, weren't you?" Wendy said, stroking my head.

I didn't come up for air or to affirm it, I just nodded. It wasn't just that I wanted to eat her pussy; it was that I was about to devour her, my face practically turning into a mask of pussy-eating lust.

"Fuck…" Wendy said, her voice changing from the cheery woman I met just minutes ago to a lusty and husky tone that told me she was getting exactly what she wanted.

I closed my eyes and took Wendy's thighs in my hands, feeling the way they were tensing around my ears, and how her breathing changed, getting quicker and shorter with every second I worked my tongue on her pussy. Maybe more than most women, I absolutely loved eating pussy, and being able to eat Wendy's pussy was like a dream come true. I loved how my tongue felt against all the different textures in such a small space: the wispy strands of her pubic hair, the warm skin at the join of her hip to her thigh, the delicate way I could flick the tip of my tongue against the folds and the silky skin that got wetter as I did it.

"You're pretty damn good with your tongue." Wendy sighed, holding me by the hair. "Oh, god…mmm…fuck, right there…mmm…I need…" Wendy trailed off and moaned.

I focused, zoning in on how Wendy's demeanor changed as I explored her. This was the entire universe right now, my mouth and her pussy, the two joined in a harmony that was all that I could hear. I lapped at her wetness, letting it pool on my tongue and drinking it down. I was completely, utterly devoted to tasting Wendy fully and making her scream.

And scream she did. Even though her thighs were pressed against my ears, I could hear her voice reverberate through her body, the moans and words echoy and distant, like I was subsumed into a whole other world.

Wendy gripped me by the shoulders, "mmm…god, yes…that's…yes! Mmm!" She pushed her thighs together and my face sank further between her legs, my lips against the soft flesh of her sex, her wetness flowing freely into my mouth.

I moaned at the sudden twitch of Wendy's body, knowing that I was bringing her close to orgasm. I brought my hands around to Wendy's ass and pulled her forward on the chair, closer to my face. She put her hand on my head to steady herself, and arched her back, her heels digging hard into my shoulder blades.

Wendy's ass clenched, my hands gripping hard on it, feeling her body tremble. "Oh my god, I'm…I'm…" she couldn't get the words out as I began to fuck her with my tongue, my nose and lips pressing into her as I searched and probed. She didn't need to say she was coming. I already knew.

Wendy was delirious, her body pulsating, her hips pressing as hard as they could to my face, practically drowning me, but what a way to go if it did.

She eased herself down, the orgasm winding down. But I wasn’t done, and I continued licking her before she could bask in the afterglow. "Fuck…" Wendy said. "Oh, my fucking god…Vi…holy shit…you’re going to make me come twice…fuck…” H er chest heaved, the t-shirt riding up most of her stomach as she looked down at me and I met her gaze.

I leaned down and gave one long lap to Wendy's pussy, gathering up some of the wetness on her inner thighs. I grinned up at Wendy and stood up, taking her face in my hands. "Very nice to meet you, Wendy." I said.

Wendy looked at me, dazed, the afterglow of the orgasm making her blush even harder.

"Well…how the fuck do I get that kind of greeting?" An unfamiliar voice said.

I turned around and saw Yara and Brenda flanking two women: a tall redhead with pinup features that made me salivate, and another shorter woman with curly hair and enormous glasses that made her irresistibly geeky, another weakness of mine. Even though I loved the idea of having sex with Brenda and Yara, these two women and Wendy seemed tailor-made for my preferences.

I awkwardly waved at them, fully aware my face was dripping with Wendy's wetness. "Um…hi, I'm Vi."