Chapter 14

Emma pulled away, rolled to her back, then wiggled forward between Cassie’s legs and beneath her cunt. She reached up with both hands and grabbed the fine, round ass cheeks and pulled Cassie’s drooling pussy down onto her mouth. Emma feasted. Cassie’s taste was clean, yet, musky -- rich with the aroma of a mature woman in good health and high heat. Cassie’s clitoris was swollen and quite prominent, large enough for Emma to fastened her lips around it and suck, as if it were a very tiny cock. She moved lower and tried to thrust her tongue into the tight little Japanese snatch. She just barely got the tip of her tongue past the swollen labia and into Cassie’s cunt when she felt the tiny pussy grip her tongue-tip and begin pulsing.

Emma could hear Sasha’s wails of pleasure growing louder and more high-pitched as Cassie passed on the delights Emma was providing. Emma moved her lips again to that wonderfully oversized clitoris and reached worked one hand up between Cassie’s legs. As she lip-nibbled Cassie’s clitoris, she worked one finger torturously into her tiny cunt, struggling to get it deeper until she finally felt the swollen nodule of nerves she sought. As she continued suckling at Cassie’s clit, Emma began massaging her G-spot.

Cassie froze, her inner muscles spasming, and loudly grunted against Sasha’s cunt. “Uh! Uh! Uh!” Over and over, the sounds audible even above Sasha’s shrieking and past the muffling of Sasha’s thighs. Emma could feel the power of the guttural noises through Cassie’s taut frame.

Suddenly, Cassie’s belly and cunt tightened still further. Emma felt her shifting, kneeling upright and heard her loud cry: “Oh! I cannot stand it!”

A huge gush of juices suddenly was expelled from Cassie’s cunt, literally flooding Emma’s hand and chin. She was shocked into motionlessness for a moment, thinking Cassie had pissed on her -- and then realized it was something else, entirely, something she’d never before encountered.

Emma continued her lip and finger work and again Cassie tensed and gushed on her -- and then collapsed onto her side on the bed, disengaging Emma’s lips and finger. Her legs were drawn up to her chest and she clasped her knees, panting and gasping and still shuddering with pleasure. Emma quickly rolled behind her and licked her tongue up and down the fat little muffin of Cassie’s labia.

“Please, no more! No more!” Cassie moaned and Emma relented.

Sasha rolled to her side as Emma did and they both wrapped Cassie in their arms. Sasha leaned across Cassie to kiss Emma, then whispered, wonderingly: “Your face is so wet!”

Emma just nodded. She and Sasha continued gentling Cassie with soft kisses and caress until the juicy Japanese lawyer finally relaxed and caught her breath, stretching her well-curved legs and sighing.

“I am so embarrassed!” she confessed.

“I’ve never seen that before,” Emma admitted. “Does it always happen, gushing like that?” She met Sasha’s eyes. “When she came at the end, these juices just spurted out of her!”

“Please, I am sorry,” Cassie said softly, half-sobbing.

“No, no -- it was wonderful!” Emma insisted. “Does it always happen?”

“Only -- only when the pleasure is too great and does not relent. Then I feel as if I must void my bladder -- but instead, this great outpouring of juices happens. It has only happened a few times.” Her voice grew still quieter. “And only once with a man. Usually, it is with a wonderful, voracious woman.”

“It certainly makes me very hot. I almost came when you did that!”

Cassie’s eyes widened at the same time Sasha’s did. “We must see to Emma’s pleasures!”

“Yes!” Sasha said, licking her lips. She and Cassie began turning to Emma -- but Emma glanced at the clock and groaned.

“No, we can’t -- food’s going to be here in ten minutes. After dinner, though -- promise?”

Cassie giggled sweetly. “Yes -- you will be our after-dinner dessert!”

“You’re in for a treat,” Sasha said. “She has an amazing tongue.”

“Oh?”

Sasha smiled shyly and then slowly extended her tongue. Out -- out -- out -- and then up till it barely touched the tip of her nose.

Emma stared and felt her juices beginning to flow even more freely. She leaned her head forward and licked the underside of Cassie’s tongue.

“Dessert!” she whispered. “But first -- dinner.” She rolled away, hearing her cunt squish with unsatisfied juiciness. She stood beside the bed and said, “The delivery will be soon. Come on, girls -- get dressed!”

“You sound like one of the school mistresses at my boarding school,” Cassie said, laughing sweetly and languorously climbing out of the bed. Sasha sighed deeply, her fabulous tits rising and falling, then sat up with the lithe ease of her youth and clambered off the bed.