Chapter 15: Erin Hangs Around
After a few moments, Erin laid down on Maggie’s bed, her silicone cock curving upwards. She lifted her hand towards Claire. “Come here, you little tease. Come ride my cock.” Claire growled and climbed atop Erin, kissing her noisily and wetly as she lined her pussy up with the cock. Then she settled, growling as the cock slid up her juicy cunt, leaning forward and squeezing Erin’s breasts hard. Erin smacked Claire’s ass. “Ride, slut.” Erin’s voice was a low growl, her fingers digging into Claire’s hips as she pulled her down harder onto the silicone cock. The thick shaft stretched Claire wide, her walls clenching around it as she sank down inch by delicious inch. The stretch burned just right, and Claire let out a shuddering moan, her nails raking down Erin’s chest. “Fuck, you’re *so* tight,” Erin gasped, her hips bucking up to meet Claire’s descent.
Claire whimpered, her thighs trembling as she finally bottomed out, the base of the strap-on pressing flush against her clit.
The silicone was slick with her own arousal, the shape and size of it hitting her at just the right angle to make her gasp. “Oh *god*—Erin—” Her voice broke, her fingers twisting in the sheets beneath her as she tried to adjust to the sudden fullness.
Erin smirked up at her, her dark eyes burning with lust. “You feel *amazing*,” she growled, her hands sliding up to grip Claire’s waist, fingers digging into soft flesh. “Now fucking *ride me*, you filthy little cock-hungry cunt.”
Maggie watched from the side of the bed, her own arousal flaring as she traced lazy circles on Abby’s thigh.
The way Erin’s fingers bit into Claire’s hips, the way Claire’s thighs trembled around the silicone buried inside her—it was fucking obscene and Maggie couldn’t look away. She reached down and absently rubbed her own clit, her breath hitching as Claire’s hips began to roll in hesitant, wobbling circles.
Erin groaned beneath her, the sound raw and approving, her own hips lifting to meet Claire’s hesitant thrusts.
“That’s it, baby,” Erin praised, her voice rough with lust. “Take what you need. Take what you want. Ride me hard, baby.” Erin’s voice was a low growl, her hips bucking up to meet Claire’s as she finally found her rhythm. Claire moaned, her body rolling in deep, grinding circles, her pussy clenching around the silicone cock buried inside her. The friction was maddening, the way it stretched her open, the way it pressed against that perfect spot deep inside her that made her see stars. She could feel her arousal dripping down her thighs, coating Erin’s silicone cock with slick, glistening proof of how much she loved this. Erin reached up and caught Claire’s face, pulling her down for a hard kiss, then muttered, “Work that cunt, baby! Earn your reward.!” Claire’s eyes went dark and lidded. She showed her teeth to Erin and began thrusting harder, her full breasts bouncing freely.
Maggie watched from the side of the bed, her fingers working in slow, deliberate circles over her own clit. Then she realized it was time for her to participate.
Maggie stood and walked to the bed where Claire was riding Erin, her hips and cock swaying. She leaned over Claire and pulled her mouth to her own. She kissed her hard, then grabbed Claire’s hair, pulling her mouth to Maggie’s cock. “Get it good and wet, Claire-bear. And enjoy the taste of Abby while you do.” Maggie guided her cock between Claire’s parted lips, pressing the head against the warm, wet cavern of her mouth. Claire moaned around it immediately, her tongue swirling over the tip before she hollowed her cheeks and took Maggie halfway down with a wet, gagging sound.
Maggie groaned, her fingers tangling in Claire’s hair. “That’s it, baby. Take more. Get it nice and sloppy for me.”
Claire whimpered, her own hips still rolling in desperate rhythm atop Erin’s silicone cock, her mouth working Maggie’s length with eager, breathless enthusiasm. Maggie’s free hand slid down to grip Claire’s throat lightly, not choking her, just letting her know who was in charge.
Claire’s throat worked around Maggie’s cock, her gag reflex muffled by Erin’s strap-on still buried deep in her cunt. The way Claire’s cheeks hollowed as she took Maggie deeper made her pussy clench around Erin’s cock in response, a wet, obscene sound of sloppy suction filling the room as Maggie pulled back, letting saliva drip from the tip of her cock onto Claire’s waiting tongue.
Maggie smirked down at her. “Look at you, you greedy little cocksleeve,” she murmured, her voice thick with amusement.
“Taking Erin’s strap-on like a good slut while you choke on my cock—fuck, you’re *perfect*.”
Claire’s eyes watered as Maggie pushed deeper into her throat, her lips stretched obscenely around the girth of the silicone cock. She gagged around it, her throat fluttering as Maggie held her there for a long, breathless moment before pulling back with a wet *pop*. A string of saliva connected Claire’s swollen lips to the tip of Maggie’s cock, glistening in the afternoon light.
Maggie reached down and gripped Claire’s jaw, tilting her head up. "Such a messy little slut, she murmured, her voice dripping with dark approval. "Did you like tasting Abby like that?" Maggie asked, her voice low and teasing as she stroked her cock against Claire's cheek. "You're fucking *dripping*, Claire-bear. I can see it all over your thighs."
Claire whimpered, her hips still rolling in slow, desperate circles atop Erin's silicone cock. The thick shaft stretched her wide, her walls clenching around it as she tried to focus on Maggie's words. "Y-yes," she gasped, her voice thick with need. "I want more. I want *you* inside me."
Maggie smirked, her fingers tightening in Claire's hair. "You're gonna get it, baby. I like a woman who knows what she wants." She leaned down closer and licked Claire's mouth. "Do you think it's wet enough for your tight little ass?" Maggie asked, her voice a low, filthy purr as she guided her cock down to rub against Claire's slick folds. Claire shuddered, her thighs trembling as Maggie's silicone cock pressed against her entrance, the cool material a sharp contrast to the feverish heat of her skin.
Claire nodded frantically, her breath hitching. "Yes—please, Maggie. I need it. I need *you*."
Maggie smirked, her fingers still tangled in Claire's hair as she guided her onto her back on the bed. Erin shifted beneath Claire, her strap-on still buried inside Claire's cunt, her hips lifting slightly in encouragement.
Maggie just nodded and moved between their legs. Erin reached around and groped Claire's buttocks, squeezing them firmly then spreading them, showing off Claire's ass and pussy to Maggie. Maggie leaned down and first bit Claire's buttock, leaving teethprints and making Claire quiver. Then she casually licksed a slow wet line over Claire's winking anus. Then she moved closer and pressed the tip of her cock against Claire's rosebud. Claire's breath hitched, her body tensing for just a moment before she forced herself to relax. Maggie groaned, her fingers digging into Claire's hips as she began to press forward, the thick silicone cock breaching Claire's tight ring of muscle.
"Fuck, you're *so* tight," Maggie murmured, her voice rough with need. "Just like I knew you'd be, Claire-bear."
Claire's fingers clawed at the sheets beneath her, her knuckles turning white as she tried to adjust to the sudden fullness. The stretch burned, but it was the kind of burn that made her toes curl, that made her pussy clench hard around Erin's strap-on buried inside her.
Although Maggie's cock could not compare to Judy's for size, Claire also didn't have a large-sized cock in her cunt when she took Judy's in her ass. So as Maggie slowly pressed forward, Claire howled, full of cock and growing fuller, her holes stretching in a delicious burn. Deciding to be helpful, Erin bounced Claire in her lap, causing both cocks to move deeper into Claire. She shrieked in surprised pain, then started bouncing for herself.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck—" Claire's voice was a desperate, ragged thing, her body trembling between them as she impaled herself deeper onto Maggie's cock. The silicone stretched her open, the thick girth pressing against that sensitive spot deep inside her ass that made her vision blur. She could feel Erin's strap-on buried in her cunt, the two cocks moving in tandem with every desperate bounce of her hips. The sensation was overwhelming—too much and not enough all at once.
Maggie's fingers dug into Claire's hips, her nails biting into soft flesh as she held her steady. "That's it, baby," she growled, her voice rough with lust. "Take it all. Fucking *take both*," Maggie snarled, her voice thick with lust as she gripped Claire's hips hard enough to leave bruises. The silicone cock in her hand pressed deeper into Claire's ass, the thick girth stretching her wide open. Claire's body trembled, her thighs quivering as she tried to adjust to the overwhelming fullness. The dual penetration was too much—too intense, too *good*—and she could feel her orgasm building already, a tight coil of heat in her belly.
Erin's strap-on was buried deep in Claire's cunt, the thick silicone shaft pressing against her G-spot with every desperate bounce of her hips.
But Maggie's cock in her ass was the real game-changer. The stretch was divine, the burn exquisite, and Claire could feel herself losing control completely. Her head tilted back, her auburn hair cascading down her back, and drool started to gather at the corners of her mouth and drip onto her breasts. Abby sat up on an elbow and watched, then found her phone and started recording the debauchery of Claire.
She was going to make sure this was saved forever. Maggie’s cock was halfway in Claire’s ass now, the thick silicone stretching her wide, the veins of the toy pressing into Claire’s tight ring. Claire’s breath came in ragged gasps, her fingers clawing at the sheets as she tried to adjust to the overwhelming fullness.
“That’s it, Claire-bear,” Maggie growled, her voice thick with lust. “Take it all. You’re doing so fucking good.”
Claire whimpered, her thighs trembling as she forced herself to relax, to let Maggie push deeper. She could feel the silicone cock pressing against that sensitive spot deep inside her ass, the burn of the stretch making her toes curl. Claire muttered to no one in particular, "God, so fucking good. Fuck me harder!" Claire's voice was a desperate, guttural thing, her hips bucking wildly as she forced herself to take more of Maggie’s cock and Erin’s strap-on at the same time.
Maggie growled and thrust forward, burying her silicone cock balls deep inside Claire's trembling ass. Claire shrieked, her back arching off the bed as both cocks bottomed out inside her—Maggie in her ass, Erin in her cunt—stretching her so wide she could barely breathe.
“Fuck yes, *just like that*, baby,” Maggie growled, her fingers digging into Claire’s hips hard enough to leave bruises. Erin grasped Claire's nipples with both hands, twisting and pulling asynchronously from the thrusts into her orifices.
Claire pulled back slightly before slamming forward again, her silicone cock buried to the hilt in Claire’s stretched ass. The motion made Claire’s body jerk between them, her tits bouncing wildly with each brutal thrust. Erin groaned beneath her, her own hips bucking up to meet Claire’s desperate gyrations as the strap-on pistoned in and out of Claire’s dripping cunt.
Claire’s voice was a broken, whimpering thing, her throat raw from gasping—“I—I can’t—it’s too much—” Maggie ignored her plea, her free hand sliding up to grip Claire’s throat lightly, just enough to ground her. “You can take it. You *will* take it. You *fucking* love it." Maggie’s voice was a dark, commanding growl as she leaned in close to Claire’s ear, her breath hot against the sweat-slicked skin. "And just think, how will it be when the cocks inside you are real and another one is headed straight for your pretty mouth?"
Claire’s body shuddered between them, her pussy clenching so hard around Erin’s strap-on that Erin let out a sharp gasp. Fuck—*fuck*—Claire’s voice was a broken whimper, her fingers clawing at the sheets as Maggie’s cock pulled back slightly before slamming back in.
The burn was exquisite, the pain of the stretch melting into something so fucking *good* she couldn’t tell where one sensation ended and the other began. Erin’s strap-on was buried deep in her cunt, the thick silicone shaft pressing against her G-spot with every brutal thrust, the veins of the toy rubbing against her inner walls in a way that made her vision blur.
Maggie leaned over Claire's back and captured Claire's neck between her teeth. Claire howled as Maggie worked on leaving a deep bruise where anyone could see it on Claire's neck.
Finally Abby stood and moved to Claire. She kissed Claire lightly, then murmured, "Time to come, baby. I'm going to kiss it out of you." And her mouth covered Claire's as Erin twisted Claire's nipples again.
Claire's body went rigid, her back arching as Abby's tongue slipped into her mouth. Abby's fingers tangled in Claire's hair, pulling her in closer, forcing the kiss deeper. Claire's breath hitched as Abby's tongue explored her mouth, her own tongue responding eagerly, tangling with Abby's in a desperate, sloppy dance. Abby's other hand slid down Claire's sweat-slicked body, fingers tracing the curve of her hip before slipping between her thighs.
"Fuck, you're so wet," Abby murmured against Claire's lips, her fingers finding Claire's swollen clit.
She rubbed tight, quick circles over the sensitive nub as Claire gasped into the kiss. Abby's touch was electric—every swipe of her fingers sent jolts of pleasure straight through Claire's nerves, her hips bucking involuntarily against Erin's cock still buried deep in her cunt.
Maggie didn't let up either. She kept fucking Claire's ass with slow, deep thrusts, the silicone cock stretching her open in a way that made her whimper into Abby's mouth. The dual sensation—the thick, hard length in her ass and the relentless pressure on her clit—was too much.
Then she locked up again, eyes going wide before she went completely boneless, her cum squirting on Erin's stomach. Her body quaked as her orgasm reverberated inside her. She squirted again and a low wail emanated from her mouth.
Her body was trembling uncontrollably, her pussy and ass clenching around the cocks still buried inside her. The sensation of being so utterly full, so completely owned, sent her spiraling into a second orgasm before the first even had a chance to fade.
Maggie growled, her voice rough with lust as she watched Claire's body convulse between them. "That's it, baby. Fucking *drench* us. Show us how much you love being our little whore." She thrust her silicone cock deeper into Claire's ass, the thick girth stretching her open in a way that made Claire's toes curl. Suddenly she sagged atop Erin, offering no resistance at all.
Claire's body was a trembling, quivering mess, her pussy still clenching around Erin's strap-on while Maggie's cock filled her ass. Abby's fingers were a blur on Claire's clit, rubbing tight, relentless circles that sent electric jolts through her nerves. Maggie leaned down, her lips brushing Claire's ear as she growled, "You're gonna come again, aren’t you, you filthy little slut? You're gonna squirt all over Erin's cock while I fuck this tight asshole of yours."
Claire whimpered, her body tensing as another orgasm built inside her, the pressure coiling tighter and tighter.
"No, no, I can't—" she gasped, her voice breaking.
"Oh, you already *are*," Maggie growled, her fingers digging into Claire's hips as she slammed her silicone cock deeper into Claire's ass. The thick shaft stretched her open, the veins of the toy rubbing against her inner walls in a way that made her vision blur. Claire's body started flopping, overloaded by sensation and delicious fullness.
Erin groaned beneath her, her own hips bucking up to meet Claire's desperate gyrations as the strap-on pistoned in and out of Claire's dripping cunt. "Fuck, you're so *tight*," Erin gasped, her fingers twisting Claire's nipples hard enough to make her scream.
"I can feel Maggie's cock through your fucking *walls*, baby. You're gonna come so hard you pass out."
Claire's entire body shuddered as Abby's fingers worked her clit in tight, relentless circles. The sensation was overwhelming—the thick silicone cock in her ass, the strap-on buried in her cunt, Abby's fingers rubbing her clit like she was trying to set her on fire. Claire's breath came in ragged gasps, her nails digging into the sheets as she tried to hold on, but it was too much.
"Please—please, I can't—" Claire whimpered, her voice breaking.
"It's too much, it's—*oh fuck*—" Her words dissolved into a broken gasp as Abby's fingers pressed harder against her clit, rubbing in tight, merciless circles that sent jolts of white-hot pleasure straight through her trembling body. Claire howled and squirted again.
Maggie smirked, her dark eyes burning with lust as she watched Claire squirm. "You can take it, baby," she growled, her voice rough with filthy approval. "You *fucking* love it." Maggie looked up and caught Erin's eyes, and they both began to slow down. Claire lay atop Erin, gasping for breath, and Abby began slowly stroking her back, guiding her back into their arms.
She whispered, “Good girl, good girl...” Those two small words sent another shiver through Claire’s body, and the girl whimpered again, her thighs trembling with aftershocks.
Maggie and Erin exchanged a loaded look over Claire’s shoulder. The heat in those gazes burned hotter than the silicone cock still buried in Claire’s ass. Maggie slowly pulled her cock free, letting Claire feel every inch of the stretch as it slipped out. Claire shuddered as hollow pops sounded, mucus glistening all over Maggie’s cock and Claire’s stretched hole.
Maggie didn’t waste the moment, keeping the toy in her hand as she positioned herself over Claire’s face.
She pressed the slick, glistening tip of the silicone cock against Claire’s lips. “Open up, baby,” she murmured, her voice thick with dark promise. “You’ve been such a good girl, taking both of us like that. Now it’s time for your reward.”
Claire’s lips parted obediently, her tongue already darting out to taste herself on the silicone. The flavor was thick—salty, musky, the tang of her own arousal coating the toy. She moaned as Maggie pushed the cock into her mouth, the girth stretching her lips wide, the veins of the toy pressing against her tongue.
Maggie’s fingers tangled in Claire’s hair as she began to fuck her face in slow, deep thrusts, the silicone cock gliding over Claire’s tongue, hitting the back of her throat before pulling back out with a wet, obscene *pop* each time. Claire gagged around the thick girth but forced herself to relax, her throat fluttering as Maggie held her there for a moment, her hips rolling in shallow thrusts that made her drool drip down her chin. “Such a good little cumslut,” Maggie murmured, her voice rough with dark approval.
The silicone cock in her hand glistened with Claire’s saliva and her own musk, the thick veins pressing against Claire’s swollen lips as the toy slid in and out of her mouth in slow, deliberate thrusts. Claire moaned around the girth, her throat working around it as Maggie held her head steady, using her like the filthy little slut she was becoming.
Erin shifted beneath Claire, her strap-on still buried deep in Claire’s dripping cunt. She reached up and twisted Claire’s nipple hard, making her yelp around the cock in her mouth. Then Maggie slowly drew back and leaned down to kiss Claire, her tongue fucking Claire's mouth slowly. Claire reached up and caressed Maggie's face.
She was so drunk on pleasure and the taste of her own cum that she could barely focus. Maggie's lips were soft against hers, but her tongue was a demanding thing, exploring Claire's mouth with a possessive hunger. Claire moaned into the kiss, her fingers tangling in Maggie's hair, pulling her closer. She could feel Erin's strap-on still buried inside her, the thick silicone shaft pressing against her G-spot with every slight shift of her hips. Claire's body was trembling, her pussy clenching around the silicone cock buried inside her.
The taste of her own arousal on Maggie’s tongue was intoxicating, and she found herself whimpering into the kiss, her hips rocking instinctively against Erin’s strap-on. Maggie’s fingers tightened in her hair, pulling her head back just enough to break the kiss, her dark eyes burning with lust.
“You like that, don’t you?” Maggie murmured, her voice a low purr as she dragged her thumb over Claire’s swollen bottom lip. “Tasting yourself on me. Knowing just how fucking *dripping* you are for us.”
Claire nodded, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
Maggie’s thumb traced the curve of her lower lip before pushing inside her mouth, and she eagerly sucked on it, tasting the musky sweetness of her own arousal mixed with Maggie’s sweat.
Maggie groaned, her free hand sliding down to grip Claire’s throat—not choking, but letting her feel the weight of control as Claire gagged slightly around the thumb in her mouth. “Fuck, you’re insatiable,” Maggie growled, her voice rough with dark approval. “Look at you.
You’re *avalanche*-ing already, aren’t you? Again. Right back into it.”
Maggie’s hand on her throat guided Claire’s face down between her thighs, forcing her to settle onto Erin’s still-buried strap-on. The silicone shaft was slick with Claire’s arousal, the thick girth pressing against that sensitive spot inside her cunt with every shift of her hips.
Finally, Maggie told Abby to make space for Claire on her bed, and Abby did, propping herself a little and opening her arms. Maggie slowly lifted Claire to her feet--causing Erin's cock to slip free--then moved her into Abby's arms. Abby wrapped Claire in a sheet and cooed to her, rubbing her back. Maggie pulled the harness off, then pulled Erin's off as well, before she sank into Erin's arms and received warm soft kisses.
The sun was more than halfway to the horizon, and in the shared space, the two pairs of women drifted off to a nap as the adrenalin burned out of them all.
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Not long after, Maggie awoke to a breath on her ear and fingers trailing down her spine to the curve of her ass. She stirred and turned to find Erin's brown eyes on her own. Maggie grinned sheepishly and leaned in for a long soft kiss, enjoying the feel of Erin's touch on her skin. When she drew back, she murmured, "Like what you see, Erin?" Erin nodded and leaned up, her lips finding Maggie's neck and nuzzling there.
Maggie turned and saw Claire and Abby wrapped tight together under a blanket, their adventures having tired them out. Maggie turned back to Erin at the feel of fingers on her breast and then a thigh moving between her own legs and rubbing slowly on Maggie's sex. Maggie groaned softly and worked her fingers into Erin's curls, pulling Erin's mouth harder to her neck. After a bit, Maggie pulled Erin's head back then kissed her softly. "I want this with you. But I want it slow and soft." Erin smiled up to her eyes and then licked Maggie's mouth.
"Slow and soft, huh? I think I can handle that." Erin's voice was low, husky with desire as her fingers traced delicate patterns on Maggie's skin. The room was bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun, casting long shadows that danced across their bodies.
Maggie felt Erin's thigh pressing against her own, the warmth and pressure sending shivers down her spine. She could feel the wetness between her legs, her body already responding to Erin's touch. Maggie reached out, her fingers tangling in Erin's dark hair as she pulled her closer, their lips meeting in a slow, tender kiss.
Erin's lips were soft, her tongue gentle as it explored Maggie's mouth.
Maggie opened up to her, their breaths mingling as their kiss deepened. Erin’s free hand slid down Maggie's waist, her fingers tracing the curve of her hip before slipping between her thighs. Maggie gasped into the kiss as Erin’s fingers found her already damp center, rubbing slow circles over her clit.
“Fuck,” Maggie whimpered against Erin’s lips, her hips arching involuntarily into the touch. “You’re so good at that.”
Erin smirked, her fingers working with practiced precision. “You taste like heaven, Maggie,” she murmured, her voice thick with lust. Maggie purred against Erin, her own hand slipping up to massage Erin's breast possessively. Erin's hand moved and was suddenly at Maggie's mouth. Maggie opened and Erin slid her fingers, coated with Maggie's excitement, between her lips. Maggie sucked hungrily, but still slow.
Her tongue swirled around Erin’s fingers, savoring the taste of her own arousal, the way it clung to Erin’s skin. She could feel the slickness of it, the salt and musk of her own need, and it sent a fresh wave of heat pooling between her thighs.
Erin watched her with dark, heavy-lidded eyes, her breath coming in shallow gasps. "You like that, don't you?" she murmured, her voice rough with desire. "Tasting yourself on me. Knowing just how fucking *wet* you are for me."
Maggie moaned around Erin’s fingers, her hips rolling instinctively against the air, desperate for friction. Maggie raised half-lidded eyes to Erin as she sucked her fingers, then let them slip from her mouth. Erin moved just a little and now Maggie had Erin's own pussy to rub against, the heat and moisture delicious. Maggie whispered, "Erin, I love *everything* about sex. And right now, your taste, your *feel* is driving me crazy."
Erin growled and held Maggie as she rolled, leaving Maggie on her back and Erin looking down at her. Erin leaned down for another soft kiss, then whispered into Maggie's mouth, "I'm going to worship you like you deserve." Maggie's eyes on Erin's went large and dark, and she shivered at the filthy promise in Erin's voice.
Maggie reached up and pulled Erin down to her, kissing her hard and deep, her tongue sliding into Erin's mouth with a possessive hunger. Erin groaned into the kiss, her fingers tangling in Maggie's hair as she ground her hips down against Maggie's thigh. Maggie could feel the slick heat of Erin's pussy against her own, the wetness coating her skin.
Maggie broke the kiss with a gasp, her fingers digging into Erin's waist. "Fuck, Erin—you're *soaked*," she panted, her voice thick with lust. "I can feel you dripping all over me."
Erin smirked, her dark eyes burning with desire. Erin breathed, "Slow and soft worship gets me off, Maggie." Then her mouth descended on Maggie's again and their hips ground slowly together.
Maggie's hands slid down Erin's back, feeling the smooth skin and the way her muscles tensed and relaxed as she moved. Maggie's fingers found Erin's ass and squeezed, pulling her harder against her own body. The friction was delicious, the heat between them building with every slow, deliberate roll of their hips.
Erin’s hands began a long slow slide up Maggie’s body, starting from her hips. Her fingertips massaged Maggie as they rose higher, pausing at her breasts as they squeezed possessively. Maggie writhed hungrily beneath Erin, and Erin’s hands continued upwards, slowly up her arms until, hands intertwined, Maggie was pinned luxuriously beneath Erin.
Maggie arched up with a needy whimper as Erin’s tongue dragged a slow, wet stripe from Maggie’s collarbone up to the shell of her ear before whispering in that same low, filthy tone:
“I’m gonna make you scream, Maggie. I’m gonna make you *beg*.”
Maggie gasped, her nails dragging down Erin’s back hard enough to leave half-moons in her skin. “Fuck—Erin, *please*—”
Erin smirked, her tongue now trailing down Maggie’s throat, across her chest, circling one hard, pink nipple before capturing it fully in her mouth.
Maggie’s back arched off the bed, a ragged moan tearing from her lips as Erin’s teeth grazed the sensitive peak just enough to make her whimper.
“Erin, oh god, *yes*—“”
Erin hummed around the nipple, the vibration sending a jolt straight to Maggie’s clit. She shifted slightly, her own slick pussy rubbing against Maggie’s thigh in slow, deliberate waves. Maggie could feel Erin’s arousal—thick, musky, the heat of it soaking into her skin—and it made her hips twitch wildly.
She wanted more. She needed more. She needed *Erin*.
"Please," Maggie gasped, her voice raw with need. "Please, Erin, I need you to *fuck* me. I need your mouth on me. I need your fingers inside me. I need you to make me come so hard I can't fucking *breathe*."
Erin chuckled darkly, her lips still wrapped around Maggie’s nipple, her tongue flicking against the sensitive peak. "Patience, baby," she murmured, her breath hot against Maggie’s skin. "I’m going to take my time with you. I’m going to lick you until you’re a shaking mess, I’m going to sink my fingers inside you and make you *beg* for it, I’m going to worship your perfect little cunt like it’s the last fucking thing I ever get to taste."
Maggie whimpered and writhed in Erin’s grasp. "You are so fucking *filthy*," Maggie breathed, her voice thick with need. Erin just nodded and returned to Maggie’s mouth, her tongue finding Maggie’s and swirling with it. Maggie arched again, hands wriggling just to get to Erin as Erin sucked on Maggie’s tongue.
Instinctively, Maggie’s legs spread wider, welcoming Erin. Erin grinned in Maggie’s mouth and whispered, “Good girl.” Maggie shivered at Erin’s husky tone and at the filthy compliment.
Her body was alive, every nerve ending screaming for more. Erin’s fingers traced down Maggie’s stomach, her nails scraping lightly over the soft flesh. Maggie’s breath hitched as Erin’s hand dipped lower, her fingertips brushing the damp curls between Maggie’s thighs.
Erin smirked, her dark eyes glinting with wicked intent. “Your pussy’s practically begging for me, baby” she murmured, her voice thick with desire. “I can feel you opening up beneath my own pussy. I can *smell* how much you want this.”
Maggie’s hips arched up involuntarily, seeking friction, seeking *anything* to ease the throbbing ache between her legs. But instead Erin’s wet fingers went to Maggie’s rigid nipples, teasing and sucking as she ground her hips on Maggie. Then her lips closed on one of Maggie’s nipples, her teeth and tongue teasing. Maggie writhed harder, her hands still above her head in a submissive position, even though Erin no longer restrained her.
"Fuck, Erin," Maggie groaned, her voice thick with need, "Don't tease me anymore. I need you *in* me *now*—"
Erin smirked, her fingers pressing deeper into Maggie's thighs, just enough to make her gasp. Then Erin’s tongue snaked down Maggie’s trembling belly, leaving a slick, wet trail in its wake. Maggie’s breath came in sharp little gasps as Erin’s mouth finally reached the apex of her thighs. Maggie could feel Erin’s breath hot against her already damp folds, the musk of her arousal thick in the air.
Erin groaned low, the sound vibrating through Maggie’s entire body. Erin murmured, “What’s the difference between worship and teasing?” Then she took a slow deep breath. "Fuck, you smell so *good*," she murmured, her breath hot against Maggie’s wet pussy. "Like you’ve been waiting for me all day, like you’re *dripping* for me."
Maggie whimpered, her hips bucking up involuntarily. "I *have* been waiting," she gasped, her voice raw with need. "I’ve been thinking about your mouth on me, your fingers inside me—*fuck*, Erin, please—"
Erin didn’t make her wait any longer. She pressed her mouth fully against Maggie’s pussy, her tongue dragging a slow, wet stripe from Maggie’s entrance up to her clit. Maggie’s entire body jerked at the contact, and she squirted weakly on Erin’s face. Erin hissed, “Fuck, Maggie, did you just come for me?” Erin’s voice was filled with awe.
“That’s my fucking girl,” she growled, her tongue lapping up the fresh gush of Maggie’s arousal, her lips sealing around Maggie’s clit as she sucked hard. Maggie’s back arched off the bed, her fingers twisting in the sheets as Erin’s mouth worked her with relentless precision. The wet, obscene sounds of Erin’s tongue and lips filled the room, mingling with Maggie’s ragged gasps and whimpers.
Erin’s fingers dug into Maggie’s thighs, holding her open as she devoured her, her tongue flicking and swirling over Maggie’s swollen clit before dipping lower to tease her entrance. Maggie’s pussy clenched around nothing, desperate to be filled.
Erin could feel the way Maggie’s thighs trembled around her head, the way her body arched and writhed beneath her mouth—she was so fucking responsive, so desperate, so *hers*. Erin groaned against Maggie’s slick folds, the vibration making Maggie cry out.
“Erin—fuck, *please*—”
Erin smirked, her tongue swirling around Maggie’s clit once more before pulling back just enough to tease, “Please what, baby? You want me to *fuck* you with my fingers? My tongue? My cock?” Erin’s voice was rough with lust, her breath hot against Maggie’s sensitive flesh. “Or do you want me to make you come like this?
Slow. *Worship* you until you’re a trembling mess beneath me?”
Maggie whimpered, her fingers twisting in Erin’s dark hair, her hips rolling desperately against Erin’s mouth. “Yes—*yes*—all of it—” Her voice was a broken, needy thing, her body aching with want. “Fuck me with your fingers—your *tongue*—*god*, make me come *hard*—”
Erin chuckled darkly, her breath hot against Maggie’s soaked folds. “You drive me *wild*, you know that?” she murmured, her voice thick with lust before she finally sank her tongue back into Maggie’s dripping cunt.
Maggie gasped, her back arching off the bed as Erin’s tongue filled her with slow, deep strokes. The wet, obscene sound of Erin’s mouth working her pussy filled the room, the musk of Maggie’s arousal thick in the air as Erin’s tongue curled inside her, finding that perfect spot deep within.
Maggie’s thighs trembled around Erin’s head, her fingers twisting in the dark sheets as she writhed beneath her. Erin groaned against Maggie’s soaked flesh, the vibration making Maggie cry out her name in a broken sob.
“Erin—*fuck*—*please*—” Maggie’s voice was a desperate, ragged thing, her hips rolling instinctively up to meet Erin’s tongue.
The wet, obscene sounds of Erin’s mouth working her pussy filled her ears, the musk of her own arousal thick in the air as Erin’s tongue curled deep inside, teasing that perfect spot she’d found over and over again.
Maggie’s thighs trembled around Erin’s head, her fingers twisting in the sheets, her back arching off the bed as she whimpered her name. Erin groaned against her slick folds, the vibration making her cry out, her hips jerking upward involuntarily.
“You’re *so fucking hot*,” Erin growled, the words vibrating through Maggie’s core as she pulled back just enough to speak, her breath hot against Maggie’s oversensitive flesh.
Maggie whimpered, her hips jerking off the bed in a desperate attempt to chase Erin’s mouth. Erin grinned and leaned down to give Maggie’s kiss a hard kiss. Maggie’s practically levitated and more of her juices filled Erin’s mouth.
Maggie’s nails skittered along Erin’s scalp before tangling in her hair. “Erin—*please*—”
Erin smirked, her tongue flicking one last slow, wet stripe up Maggie’s slit before she finally sank two fingers deep into her dripping cunt. Maggie’s walls clamped around them instantly, her body clenching greedily as Erin curled them forward, dragging against that perfect, sensitive spot inside.
The sensation was electric—too much and not enough all at once—and Maggie’s breath hitched in her throat as her pussy pulsed around Erin’s fingers.
“Fuck—*fuck*—Erin, *right there*—” Maggie’s voice was a broken, desperate thing, her hips rolling in desperate little circles as Erin’s fingers worked her with slow, deliberate precision. The wet, obscene sounds of her arousal filled the room—slippery, slick, the musk of her need thick in the air.
Erin groaned against Maggie’s thigh, her breath hot against the damp skin. “You feel *so fucking good*, baby,” she murmured, her voice rough with lust.
She could feel Maggie’s body trembling beneath her, the way her thighs quivered as Erin curled her fingers deeper inside her. Maggie’s breath came in sharper gasps now, her fingers twisting in Erin’s hair, pulling her closer.
Erin groaned, her free hand sliding up Maggie’s stomach to grip one of her breasts possessively. She kneaded the soft flesh, her thumb circling Maggie’s hardened nipple before pinching it just enough to make Maggie cry out. The combination of her fingers deep inside Maggie’s cunt, her mouth still latched onto Maggie’s clit, and her other hand teasing her nipple was too much.
Maggie’s back arched off the bed, her fingers twisting in Erin’s hair as she pulled her closer, her hips jerking up helplessly against Erin’s face.
"Fuck—fuck, *Erin*—I’m gonna—*I’m gonna* —" Maggie’s voice dissolved into a broken scream as Erin’s tongue lashed against her clit while her fingers curled deep inside, rubbing that perfect spot. The orgasm hit her like a freight train, her entire body locking up as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. Her pussy clenched around Erin’s fingers so hard it was almost painful, and she squirted again, her juices gushing out to coat Erin’s chin and throat. Erin groaned into her, lapping up every drop as Maggie’s body convulsed beneath her in the biggest orgasm Maggie had ever experienced.
“Fuck—*fuck*—Erin!” Maggie whined, her voice raw and desperate as her orgasm tore through her. Her thighs trembled violently, her fingers clawing at the sheets as she rode out the waves of pleasure. Erin didn’t let up—she kept her fingers buried deep inside Maggie’s cunt, her tongue still swirling around her clit, drawing out every last shuddering gasp.
When Maggie finally collapsed back onto the bed, her chest heaving, Erin pulled back just enough to look up at her. Her lips were glistening with Maggie’s arousal, her chin slick with it.
Maggie lay boneless beneath her, chest rising and falling in ragged breaths, skin flushed with pleasure. Erin didn’t waste a moment. She crawled up Maggie’s trembling body, pressing her mouth into a filthy kiss, letting Maggie taste herself on Erin’s lips. Maggie groaned, hands sliding up to grip Erin’s waist and drag her closer.
“Mmm… so good,” Maggie whispered against Erin’s mouth, her tongue darting out to lick at Erin’s lower lip, savoring the taste. “You taste like *me*.”
Erin smirked, her dark eyes burning with wicked intent.
She didn't waste a moment, shifting her body until she straddled Maggie's waist, her thighs pressing into Maggie's soft skin. Maggie shivered beneath her, her hands automatically sliding up to grip Erin's hips. Erin leaned down, capturing Maggie's mouth in a hard, deep kiss, her tongue forcing its way past Maggie's lips. Maggie moaned into the kiss, her fingers digging into Erin's skin as she arched up into her.
Erin broke the kiss with a dark chuckle, her breath hot against Maggie's lips. she murmured, her voice rough with lust. “You like that?”
From the other bed, Abby drawled, “I certainly did. And Claire’s fingers are shoved so far into her cunt….” Abby’s voice trailed off into a low, throaty chuckle as she watched Maggie and Erin’s tangled bodies. The air in the dorm room was thick with the scent of sweat and sex, the musk of arousal clinging to the sheets and the skin of the women entwined on the bed.
Maggie’s eyes flicked open, half-lidded and glazed with pleasure, as she felt Erin’s weight shift atop her. The dark-haired woman’s thighs were slick with Maggie’s arousal, her own pussy glistening and swollen with need. Maggie’s fingers traced the curve of Erin’s hip, her touch light but possessive, before slipping lower to cup the heat between Erin’s legs.
Claire murmured, “I think we all need to take a shower, then get some food before climbing into bed again for some play before Erin has to meet Liza.” Claire’s voice was a lazy, sated purr, her fingers still buried knuckle-deep in her own pussy, glistening with her arousal. She pulled them out with a wet *pop* and brought them to her lips, sucking them clean with a filthy little moan. “Mmm… I taste like all of you.”
Maggie’s attention snapped back to Erin as she felt the woman’s hips roll against her own, the slick heat of Erin’s pussy pressing against her stomach. Erin’s dark eyes burned with hunger, her lips parted as she panted, “You’re *mine* right now, Maggie.
And I’m gonna fuck you until you scream so loud the whole damn dorm hears you.”
Maggie whimpered, her thighs trembling as she felt Erin’s fingers trail down her stomach, parting her folds before slipping deep inside her dripping cunt. Erin’s thumb pressed against Maggie’s clit, rubbing slow, torturous circles as two fingers curled inside her.
“Oh—oh fuck—” Maggie gasped, her hips jerking off the bed involuntarily. She could feel the way her body clenched around Erin’s fingers, her arousal already soaking them, dripping down her thighs in thick, wet strands.
Erin smirked, her voice a dark growl as she leaned down, her lips brushing Maggie’s ear. “But yeah, showers and food first.”