Threesomed 2(6)

By: New Dawning Books


Francesca's cool fingers wrapped around her hand as she guided her arm to her legs. She lifted her skirts until they bunched around her waist. Her nipples hardened as Muca's hand approached her smooth thighs.

Muca slid her hand beneath Francesca's skirts, seeking the warmth between her legs. Her palm found thighs strong from years of fieldwork. Fingers crept along soft skin until they parted her folds. Francesca's deep moans reverberated in her ear as she squeezed and suckled her breast, life's sustenance flowing into her mouth. Muca found Francesca's clit and she rubbed in circles until the bud stood on end. As she tended to Francesca's body, the new mother's hands kneaded her own breasts, first one, then the other. Fire burned in her groin, needing a good stoking.

She lifted her head from Francesca's breast to see the emerald-eyed one watching her every move. With a smile, she wiped the back of her hand against her mouth to remove a few droplets of milk, and asked him his name.

"Gyorgy. I've never met a woman like you before."

Muca laughed, a light-hearted sound. He smiled. "I doubt anyone in these parts has, my Gyorgy. Do you want me?'

Gyorgy's eyes opened wide, flashing sharp emerald green that seemed to glow from their sockets. He took in a few quick gasps, a blush rising on his massive hairy chest. That blush traveled to his cheeks, adding a rosy glow to his tanned and chiseled features. He licked his lips as he stared at her breasts. Her nipples hardened at his attention.

"Of course he wants you," Francesca said. "My lover wants all the alpha females."

Muca pulled back and eyed them. Her pulse raced in her chest. A thrill of wanton excitement ran over her skin, making her arms erupt in goose bumps. Already aroused, her pussy grew so hot and wet she wanted to wrestle him to the ground and take him right there in front of the crowd. So Francesca enjoyed an open marriage? She seemed to prefer men who looked like her. Both Francesca and her lover had pitch black hair, golden skin, large green eyes, and heart-shaped faces. Broad shouldered and broad-hipped, they exuded an animal magnetism Muca had not often seen in the neighboring villages. Ah, to make love to both of these delicious creatures! They don't seem to mind sharing. I don't mind either. But are they game?

His amorous grin told her all she needed to know. "Of course I want you. So does my lover. What kind of question is that?"

"Then get to work, boy. My pussy needs taming."

Without another word, Gyorgy released Francesca, only to be replaced by an even buffer, tanned farmer who held her arms fast. She arched her back, giving Muca greater access to those incredible breasts whilst Francesca's lips met his in a passionate kiss. Such bald lust roiled Muca's blood, arousing her even more. When Gyorgy's tongue found her cleft, she groaned against Francesca's soft belly.

His pointed tongue flicked against her bud with an expertise she didn’t expect to find in someone so young. He couldn't have been more than twenty-one. His strong arms forced her legs apart, giving him greater access to her treasures. Two fingers slipped inside her, thrusting gently as he nibbled on her clit. She tightened around his fingers, nearly pushing them out, but he held his place. He massaged her bud with his thumb, whilst his talented fingers curved inside her to find the sweet spot that drove her wild.

She lowered her mouth from Francesca's breasts until she faced her bush. Curly ebony hair captured the rich scent of her sex, and Muca inhaled deeply to take in the luxurious aroma. Knowing the woman likely felt tender only months after giving birth, Muca treated her with a delicate yet sensuous touch. Her clit played peek-a-boo while Muca searched for it with her fingers. When it revealed its little head, she flicked her tongue over it once, then twice for good measure. A little nibble there, a little bite there, and Francesca melted in her mouth in no time.

While she prepared the young mother for more strenuous love play, Francesca writhed beneath her, soft moans reaching he ears as she lapped at the woman's clit. Her lips grew warm and plump as she sucked and licked, clit hardening and raising to meet her tongue. Nothing pleased Muca more than a lover's reaction to her expert touch. Gyorgy's tongue worked wonders on her own lips and clit, warming her up so quickly she demanded penetration from more than a mere two fingers. He grabbed Muca by the tops of her boots, and shoved her kneeling onto the ground.

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