Chapter 226

Seeing Rosalie laid out on the bed, naked from her waist down but still wearing her shirt and bra, breathing hard as Delta ran a tongue up her slit, Zoey couldn’t help but think that everything was right in the world.

Zoey had been waiting for a chance to get her hands on Rosalie again. It hadn’t been half a week since they’d gotten some extended personal time, but when this was what Zoey got to look forward to, of course she had been getting antsy. Even a few days was too long a gap between making the blonde squirm.

Zoey tugged her shirt off and tossed it to the side. Her pants and boxers followed next, freeing a fourteen-inch girlcock that was, of course, standing firmly at attention. Kissing Rosalie alone would have had Zoey ready to go, much less the show Delta was putting on down between Rosalie’s legs. It really was a shockingly arousing sight, seeing one girlfriend of hers wiggle her tongue around inside another.

Both Rosalie and Delta’s eyes fell on Zoey as she disrobed, lingering on the thick rod Zoey had grabbed in one hand. It did wonders for a girl’s ego, really, seeing how instantly and raptly their attentions turned to her. She gave herself a wiggle, showing herself off for her audience of two, and she admired the way their eyes followed the movement, unable to help themselves—maybe not even realizing how enraptured they were.

Yeah, the blatant appreciation in their gazes definitely did a few things to boost a girl’s confidence.

Zoey shuffled across the bed on her knees, sitting back on her heels when she arrived at Rosalie. She rested her cock across the girl’s face, covering her eyes with the thick pillar. She smirked at the indignant noise Rosalie made, then rocked her hips back and forth, sliding her shaft over her girlfriend’s soft features. The friction felt amazing, or maybe it was more the visual: her huge cock laid out across the blonde. A bead of pre dribbled out to slide down her tip, starting to coat Rosalie’s closed eyes with each thrust.

“Do you mind?” Rosalie murmured.

“No. Do you?” Zoey laughed and rolled her hips forward again, sliding her length across Rosalie’s skin. “What? Don’t you like having your face covered with dick? I think you look pretty like this.”

“No disagreements here,” Delta said from her place down between Rosalie’s thighs. She drew her tongue across her pussy, a long, slow, tantalizing lick. “Princesses always look prettier with cocks on their faces.”

Rosalie’s face went a shade redder at that. Her lips parted, breaths coming out faster despite that Delta’s attention down low had slowed, not accelerated. Delta was mostly enjoying the show happening up above.

Zoey slid her cock down from Rosalie’s eyes, placing her cocktip on the girl’s lips.

“Open up, princess,” Zoey said, and, contrary to Rosalie’s embarrassment and noises of protests—which Zoey didn’t think Rosalie would ever be able to stop herself from making—she parted her lips, accepting Zoey’s tip. Zoey’s breath hitched as Rosalie licked delicately at the underside of her cock, flicking her tongue and swirling around. “Ah,” Zoey murmured, grinding forward, sliding into Rosalie’s mouth from the side and pushing her cheek out. “There you go. That’s a good girl.”

Delta watched, her pupils dilated with excitement, as Rosalie turned her head and leaned forward, getting a better angle to take Zoey deeper and properly suckle on her cock. Zoey ran her fingers through Rosalie’s hair, cupping the back of her head with one hand and keeping her steady as she pressed in deeper.

The positioning was too awkward, though, sitting to the side of her, so Zoey reluctantly pulled herself from the girl’s mouth to reposition. She climbed over top, so that her knees were to either side of Rosalie’s head. She grabbed her shaft, which dangled down vertically to hover above Rosalie’s lips. The blonde craned upward, her mouth opening to accept the treat presented to her, and Zoey pushed in again, this time with a better angle. Her hips pushed downward, and she slid into Rosalie’s throat, stretching it wide as she popped into that tight passageway.

Rosalie’s throat clenched around Zoey, straining around the invasion, but Zoey continued, forcing the girl to swallow her length until her hips—almost without her control—slapped down the last several inches with excitement, her pelvis hitting Rosalie’s face with a light clap.

Zoey shuddered, taking a steadying gasp of air. “Hah,” she said, her chest heaving, as she rocked her hips back and forth. Rosalie couldn’t move her head much with Zoey over her like this, on all fours and perched in a rutting position, but it wasn’t needed—Zoey was the one controlling everything, angling her hips for the best way to dive into Rosalie’s throat.

“Now that,” Delta murmured. “Is what I call a good view.” Forgetting the fun she’d been having between Rosalie’s thighs, Delta crawled up the girl, lying on top of her so their stomachs were flush, with Delta’s admiration now focused on the girl’s bulging throat. Zoey could only see the two of them by looking over her shoulder—and, when pulling up so that her cock was once again dangling vertically, poised at Rosalie’s lips, between the gap in her cock and thighs, given a small window to see her two girlfriends lying on top of each other.

“Down you go,” Delta encouraged. “Let’s see her bulge again.”