The magic of the moment was too short!
Elana kept grinding against Moira, who held her tightly. They did not stop kissing. Their fingers kept playing with their private parts. They were immersed in the moment and…
The moment was indeed too short.
As Elana came back to a semblance of awareness, she heard a gasp and a strangled scream break out where the doors she had kicked open were.
Not that it was an issue. Elana was ready to kill the interloper immediately and continue with the pleasurable act.
Only – Elana recognised the voice. And the couple of others who were chasing after her sister. Cinthia was desperate to stop Mary, while Catarina hesitantly called for them to cease.
After understanding the situation, Elana decided to ignore it. She had already shown Mary who her first woman was. Her sister would have to share her.
To display the fact, Elana stopped fingering and began to maul Moira’s ample form. She played with her woman’s breasts, tummy, thighs, hair, arms and everything else. No spot was left untouched in her ravenous clutches.
During the expression of love, Elana’s elbow bumped against the double-sided dildo, reminding her of the earlier agreement. They still had the most important part ahead of them.
With great difficulty, Elana tore her lips away from sucking on Moira’s. It would have been impossible, but once Mary’s scream became louder, Moira finally let go of Elana’s head.
Elana licked Moira’s saliva from her lips, enjoying the taste. She grabbed the chosen tool and raised it for the new arrivals to see. “I want them to watch.” She left a peck on Moira’s tip of the nose.
“Mwanehehe~~” Moira tried to answer, but all she could manage was gibberish – her wide smile and the wiggle of her hips being the true answer.
“NOOOO-” Mary’s wail was cut short. “-mhmmhm!” The girl tried to scream anyway.
The commotion at the doors didn’t stop. Cinthia did her best to hold down Mary and somehow failed. “Shit! Sorry!” She struggled with the desperate girl. “She slipped away. We. Will.” Her teeth grit she was pulling Mary away. “Be. Going.”
“Secure her and stay!” Elana finally looked at the doorway. She noted her sister, who was held down on the floor, and Cinthia, who mounted her.
At the back, Catarina was staring at Elana and Moira – her flushed face full of desire. Her fidgeting told tales, and the way the smaller girl pressed her thighs together flourished them.
“Yes,” Elana guided the dildo downwards. She watched the despair settle in Mary’s eyes, knowing this way to get revenge for getting her addicted to her sister’s juices was the right one. “Yes. Let her watch.” She rubbed both tips of the tool against the respective slits – lubricating the dildo for a smoother entrance.
“Crap!” Cinthia winced as Mary bit into her hand. She didn’t let go, keeping the girl’s mouth shut.
Mary didn’t stop wiggling and fighting. She desperately tried to free herself and let her mana run wild.
But all it amounted to was an incredible discharge between her legs. The sweet aroma permeated the area, sending shivers through all of their bodies.
Not that it did much for Elana and Moira. Both of them were already at the peak of their arousal. Their heavy breathing began to calm, announcing their readiness for the next round of intercourse.
But Catarina and Cinthia were taken by surprise. The bodyguard let out a surprised grunt and began to grind against the girl she was mounting. Meanwhile, Catarina let out several short yelps. Her sensitive nose was overwhelmed by the smell of Mary’s produce, making the violet-haired girl collapse on her knees while experiencing an untimely orgasm.
“Don’t drink it,” Elana warned. “And come inside. I want all of you to see the moment me and Moira join together.” She invited. Her mind focused back on her wife.
But before they could continue, Moira finally found her ability to speak. “And then fuck them.” Her eyes glinted with depraved light. “First, we do each other. And then…” She pulled Elana down and whispered into her ear. “…we fuck them, too.” Her voice was full of desire.
“Really?” Elana chuckled. She should have expected this from her wife. She had good taste. “I guess we can do that. But you are the most important. I love you.” Her words had the desired effect.
Moira sighed and melted. Her body relaxed, the bliss overtaking everything else. “…lub u too…” She returned, once again losing the ability to speak.
“Are you ready?” Elana rubbed the tip against Moira’s entrance. She didn’t need to ask, but the teasing question did much to make Moira concentrate on the penetration.
“Mhm…” Moira’s murmur was almost drowned by the muffled scream behind them.
Cinthia had brought Mary to the best viewing spot – right between Moira’s and Elana’s legs. A short glance was all Elana spared to the trio of watchers.
Elana’s bodyguard had somehow discarded her armour – her bottom completely naked. She was riding Mary, who had been stripped completely. Her sister was placed stomach on the ground and used as a horse by the red-hair who was humping Mary’s back.
Catarina had crawled inside as well. The girl was panting, her trembling fingers trying to free her from the dress. She kept breathing in while glancing at Mary’s pulling liquid.
Luckily, Catarina was more interested in the duo on the bed and didn’t fall on the ground to slurp on the forbidden nectar.
But then, Elana was done observing the spectators. She would fuck them soon enough. But now, it was time for taking Moira’s cunt.
She angled the dildo while staring into Moira’s eyes. Elana wanted to watch her Saintess during the moment of penetration. She wanted to see the flickers of pain on her wife’s face. Her mind was set on memorising this moment for eternity.
And then, Elana let her hips push down.
