The smile on Mia’s face disappeared. She dislodged herself from the impaling toy and quickly hugged April. “Hey, hey,” she hushed the whimpering girl softly, lead her slowly to sit, “what’s the matter?”
“This is too weird!” April sighed, her voice trembled, her body shivered.
“You want to stop?”
“But I want to come!” April protested, “I need to!” Then she sighed loudly and continued in frustration, “but, over and over again, I felt the toy was about to dislodged, and that ruined my concentration!”
Mia chuckled. “Do you want to use Tony’s?” she asked coyly.
April looked at her husband, sitting on the table next to them, smiling at her while slowly rubbing his rod. “Well …” she mumbled.
While April was looking at Tony, Mia grabbed the toy, dangling in front of April, and started rubbing and squeezing, mimicking Tony.
April gasped as the part of the toy inside her turned alive. She glared at her husband’s boss, protesting, but her smile said otherwise.
“Yes?” Mia asked coyly.
“What do you think about the toy?” April asked back, “do both ends perform as expected?”
Mia smiled, “Both sides are okay..,” she said, squeezing the warm silicon rob in her hand.
April gasped sharply and closed her eyes to the wriggling and jiggling of her part of the toy. “Stop it!” she barked, followed by a light giggle. She then asked, sensing Mia’s doubt, “But …?”
“But,” Mia said, “since you couldn’t have it with that part,” she nodded toward April’s crotch, “I’m not sure if this toy is really working.”
April rolled her eyes. “Rubbish!” she snapped.
Mia chuckled. “Face it, April! That end is able to satisfy its users only 50% of the time!” she claimed.
“And the audience!” Tony suddenly added.
“Oh, shut up!” April pouted at hi. Then she faced Mia and added, with a smirk, “So, what do you want to do? Return the goods?”
“Nope!” Mia negated. She then slowly took her skirt off of, then kneeled up in front of April. “I’m going to make you complete, too!” she continued coyly. With that, she pulled April’s shirt up. “With that end of the toy!”
April lifted her arms to allow Mia to take her shirt off. As the shirt left her head and flew to the floor, she looked up at Mia, who was still kneeling straight up in front of her. “How?” she asked.
Mia smiled. “First,” she said bashfully, “touch me!”
April grinned. Then, slowly, her hand reach to Mia’s underside. Once her fingers landed there, her thumb began searching for Mia’s love button while her index and middle ones rimmed the lips.
Mia sighed, enjoying April’s finger work. “Go on!” she murmured a few moments later.
Thumb still caressing Mia’s button, April gently jabbed her middle finger inside Mia’s soaked well.
Mia moaned softly. She panted, her head felt light.
The middle finger tenderly scrapped the walnut inside Mia’s tunnel.
Mia whimpered. Her thighs tensed.
Suddenly Tony moved. He rose on the table and positioned himself behind his wife’s back. There he stood straight, legs pressed against April.
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Tighter (18+)
General FictionAs their interaction becomes more intense, so is the twist among them and their lack of option in the situations ther are in.
