Chapter 3: Rising Action
Ruby answered with a hand. She closed it around the back of Carmen's neck, gentle but absolute, and pulled her in for a kiss that tasted like Carmen herself. Then she turned and looked at Paul over her shoulder.
"Up. All three of us are going to my bedroom. Paul, walk behind us and don't touch anything."
He stood on legs that weren't entirely his own, tucking himself back into his pants, and followed the two women down the hall. Ruby led Carmen by the hand the whole way, like leading a dance partner.
The bedroom was warm, low lamplight, a wide bed with dark sheets. Ruby pointed Paul at a padded chair in the corner.
"Sit there and recover. Watch. Touch yourself if you want, but don't come near us until I call you." She turned back to Carmen and began working the knot of the wrap dress. "Arms up, sweetheart."
Carmen lifted her arms and the dress whispered down her body, pooling at her feet, leaving her in nothing but the lace panties. Ruby's eyes traveled down her and back up, slow, and something in Carmen's stomach flipped at being looked at like that.
"God, look at you," Ruby murmured. "These gorgeous tits. Has Paul seen them properly?"
"He... no. Not really."
"Then he's in for it. But first they're mine." Ruby pushed her gently back onto the bed, and Carmen sank into the soft sheets, red hair fanning out beneath her.
Ruby climbed over her, knees straddling her hips, and bent to take one stiff nipple into her mouth. Carmen arched off the mattress. Ruby sucked slow and deep, tongue rolling over the peak, while her other hand kneaded the heavy flesh of Carmen's breast, fingers sinking in and releasing, in and releasing.
"Oh my God," Carmen moaned, hands flying to Ruby's hair.
Ruby hummed around her nipple, then released it with a wet pop and moved to the other, giving it the same unhurried worship. Her hand slid down Carmen's ribs, over her stomach, and hooked into the lace at her hips.
"These too. Off."
Carmen lifted her hips and Ruby dragged the panties down her legs and tossed them somewhere behind her. Then two fingers pressed against her slit, finding her still slick and swollen from the first orgasm, and slid in easily.
"That's it. You're so wet, sweetheart. So responsive." Ruby curled her fingers and found the spot that made Carmen's vision white out. She worked it in steady strokes while her mouth went back to Carmen's tits, teeth grazing now, and Carmen's moans climbed higher and higher.
"Ruby, I'm close. I'm, don't stop, please don't stop."
"Come for me. Right on my fingers. Let me feel it."
Carmen's hips were driving up off the bed, breath coming in ragged sobs, the edge rushing up at her, her whole body tightening toward it. And then Ruby stopped. Fingers still inside, completely motionless. Mouth lifting away.
"No. No, no, Ruby, please." Carmen clawed at the sheets, half sobbing.
Ruby laughed, low and warm, and slid her fingers free. "That's the brink, sweetheart. Now you get the real thing."
She turned her head toward the corner of the room. "Paul. She's ready. Come here."
Paul was out of the chair almost before the sentence finished, glasses fogged, sweater already over his head and thrown to the floor. He was hard again, obvious through his pants, and his hands shook as he climbed onto the bed above Carmen.
"Kiss her first," Ruby directed, settling beside them, one hand stroking his back. "Slow. Then get your fingers in her and don't stop unless I say."
Carmen reached up and pulled his face down to hers. The kiss was clumsy for a second, months of wanting crammed into it, and then his mouth softened against hers and she melted. She could taste herself faintly on his lips from Ruby's fingers and it made her whine into his mouth.
Paul's hand traveled down her body, over her breast, thumb dragging across her aching nipple, and she gasped. He broke the kiss to look at her tits, really look, and his breath came out rough.
"You're perfect," he said. "I've thought about this every single day."
"Then stop thinking," Carmen managed.
He bent and took her nipple into his mouth, gentle, reverent, tongue circling, while his other hand rolled her other peak between finger and thumb. Carmen cried out and arched into him. Ruby watched from inches away, lips curved.
"Lower, Paul. Fingers inside her now."
His mouth traveled down, kissing a line over her ribs and stomach, and then two fingers pushed into her, deeper than Ruby's had gone, and he curled them immediately. Carmen grabbed his hair with both hands.
"Yes. Right there. Fuck, Paul, right there."
He fucked her with his fingers in a slow, building rhythm, mouth latched back onto her breast, switching from one nipple to the other, sucking until each one stood dark and swollen. Ruby lay on her side beside them, one hand idly tracing Carmen's trembling thigh.
"I want your cock," Carmen gasped, and the words came out of her raw and desperate. "Paul, please, I want it in my mouth. I want to taste you so bad."
"Don't stop fingering her," she begged in the same breath, hips still grinding down on his hand. "God, don't stop, I'm so close."
"Both," Ruby said. "Paul. Lie down on your back."
He pulled his fingers out and Carmen whimpered at the loss, but then he was stretched out beside her on the sheets, shoving his pants down his thighs, his cock springing up hard and flushed against his stomach.
"On top of him, sweetheart. Face down at his cock. He keeps his mouth on you. Everyone wins."
Carmen swung a leg over him, knees bracketing his head, and lowered herself down until her cunt hovered over his mouth. His hands gripped her hips and pulled her the rest of the way, and the first long stroke of his tongue made her whole body shudder.
She wrapped her hand around the base of his cock and took him into her mouth. Thick and hot on her tongue, sliding over her taste buds, filling her throat as she sank down. He groaned against her pussy and the vibration ran straight through her.
They found a rhythm. She bobbed her head, hand and mouth working him together, moaning around his length every time his tongue circled her clit, and every moan made his hips push up off the sheets. His fingers dug into her ass, guiding her, spreading her wider for his mouth.
Ruby moved around them, unhurried, watching from every angle. She crouched by Carmen's head and gathered her red hair back off her face, holding it in a loose fist.
"Look at you two," she murmured. "Months of circling each other and this is all it took. Suck him deeper, Carmen. He's close, I can tell."
Carmen pushed down until her throat relaxed around him, drool leaking past her lips, and Paul's tongue turned frantic against her clit, flicking and pressing, and Carmen's orgasm came up fast and huge, her moan muffled and vibrating around the cock filling her mouth.
Ruby leaned close to her ear. "Don't you dare stop when you come. Keep him in your throat."
Carmen's thighs clamped around Paul's head. Her hips shuddered, her body broke apart in rolling waves, and through all of it she kept sucking, deeper, greedier, swallowing around him, feeling his cock swell against her tongue as his groans turned ragged into her dripping pussy.