“Oh yeah…” Max’s hands were in their hair, his eyes going from one to the other as they licked and sucked, taking turns for a while, sharing like good girls, and then pushing each other out of the way. Tasha pumped him with her hand into Ashley’s mouth, both of their eyes turned up to him. “Oh fuck… I… can’t…”
“Wanna come, baby?” Tasha murmured, slapping the head of his cock against her cheek. “Whose mouth do you want to come in?”
“Both,” he groaned, his hips moving with the rhythmic tug of her hand as both women tongued the sensitive head of his cock. “Oh God, I’m gonna come!”
Tasha pressed her cheek to Ashley’s, the head of Max’s cock trapped between them as she milked the hot explosion of cum from his shaft. Ashley groaned and turned her face toward his spurting cock, her tongue catching a white, hot surge, and then another. Tasha turned her head, too, kissing Ashley hard, tasting her husband’s cum between them as they sucked each other’s tongues.
They settled down with Max between them, looking at each other over the rise and fall of his chest. His eyes were closed, but Tasha knew he was awake and listening.
Ashley smiled, tracing her finger around his nipple. “Too bad we don’t have a Sybian here.”
Max smiled, not opening his eyes. “We will.”
“We will?” Ashley raised her eyebrows.
Tasha shrugged, smiling too, and locked her fingers with Ashley’s. “Why not?”
They were in bed when the call came in. They had gotten out of it a few times – to eat, to pee, to shower, and once, to play Scrabble at the kitchen table, wrapped in blankets. They never did get dressed.
Ashley answered, her voice changing so much the moment she knew who it was that Tasha knew immediately, too. Then she handed the phone over to Max.
“I don’t know, should we press charges?” Max asked, and then paused as he listened. “I guess as long as I have the assurance that there’s no video out there somewhere on the ’net…”
Tasha and Ashley looked at each other, frowning.
“Sure. Here she is.” Max grinned as he cupped the receiver so Dean couldn’t hear. “He wants to talk to you, Ashley.”
Tasha grinned as her friend took the phone, cradling it against her ear like a teenager and turning away from them to speak in a near whisper.
“I think they like each other,” Tasha said with a laugh.
Max grinned. “Ya think?”
“So what did he say?”
“They got him.” Max shrugged. “He confessed everything. Nearly peed his pants. Gave them all the equipment. They confiscated his computer. Dean wants to know if we want to press charges.”
“Do we?” Tasha frowned, watching Ashley carry the phone over to the windowsill and lean against it, a dreamy look on her face as she listened.
“I don’t know.” Max sighed. “I guess, as long as we have everything… and he can’t do it again. All’s well that ends well?”
Tasha glanced over to the window and smiled at her friend. “Looks like that just might be the case.”
“I hope so.” Max leaned back on the bed, putting his hands behind his head.
Tasha traced his navel with her finger. “Now we can decide what we want to do next.”
“I know what I want to do next.” He grinned, catching her wrist.
“Oh really?”
“It involves two beautiful women in my bed…”
She laughed and rolled her eyes. “Haven’t had enough of that yet?”
He raised his eyebrows at her. “Have you had enough of the Sybian?”
“Never!” She gasped in mock horror.
“Exactly,” he said, looking smug. “Now come here!” He pulled her down to snuggle beside him and held his arm out to Ashley, who was just hanging up the phone. “Both of you!”
Ashley settled in next to him, as well, giving a happy sigh that Tasha knew had much more to do with Dean than it did with being in bed with the two of them. The future was uncertain, to be sure, but it definitely looked like it was going to be interesting.
The End
Like any feline, Selena Kitt loves the things that make her purr-and wants nothing more than to make others purr right along with her! Pleasure is her middle name, whether it’s a short cat nap stretched out in the sun or a long kitty bath. She makes it a priority to explore all the delightful distractions she can find, and follow her vivid and often racy imagination wherever it wants to lead her.
This sassy, outrageous author lives with her husband and children in the rural Midwest, all of whom she thinks are the cat’s meow. Her writing embodies everything from the spicy to the scandalous, but watch out-this kitty also has sharp claws and her stories often include intriguing edges and twists that take readers to new, thought-provoking depths.
When she isn’t pawing away at her keyboard, she loves spending her time belly dancing, attending drum circles, gathering in women’s groups, and taking beautiful pictures of everything in her world.
Her e-publishing credits include: U Rosie’s Promise published by Samhain and Torrid Teasers #49 published by Whiskey Creek Press featuring two short stories, French Lessons and I’ll Be Your Superman in 2008. Her stories and poems are in the following anthologies: Coming Together: For The Cure, Coming Together: Under Fire and Coming Together Volume 1 and Volume 3. Two stories, Sacred Spots and Happy Accident, have been published by Phaze Publishing, and her novels Christmas Stalking, Blind Date, The Surrender of Persephone and The Song of Orpheus are coming soon. She has also been published online in U The Shadow Sacrament: a journal of sex and spirituality, U The Erotic Woman, and her story, Connections, was one of the runners-up for the U 2006 Rauxa Prize U, given annually to an erotic short story of “exceptional literary quality,” out of over 1,000 nominees, where awards are judged by a select jury and all entries are read “blind” (without author’s name available.) She can be reached on her website at www.selenakitt.com or email selena@selenakitt. com
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