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“Listen to how slick she is,” Bethiah continues. “When you touch her, she sounds so damn wet. She’s loving this.”
“I’d love it more if someone touched my clit,” I point out hopefully, my voice wobbling. “I’m just saying.”
“Mmm, what about a finger inside you?” Jamef asks, his voice ticklish against my ear.
Oooh, that works, too. I nod.
But because they’re torturing me, I get neither. Instead, Jamef continues to pet my folds, his finger sliding up and down the wet cleft of my cunt. I shift on his lap, rubbing my ass against his hardening cock, and Bethiah’s hand strokes the inside of one of my knees.
How is it that I’m spread out between them, pussy splayed wide, and I haven’t come yet? This seems cruel and unusual. I make a sound of protest, squirming against Jamef.
“Are you built the same as a mesakkah female, hmm?” He brushes one finger down my folds and then dips it against the entrance to my body.
I make an utterly unglued sound at that touch. Oh god. It feels so good. It’s making me so needy.
“She doesn’t have the same pleasure spots,” Bethiah murmurs, watching with a fascinated gaze as Jamef fingers me. “They have the clit, and then they have a sensitive place on the inside wall, just below the clit’s surface.”
“You know a lot about human anatomy,” Jamef comments, his voice smooth and delicious and almost as good as his touch. “Want to show me how to get her off?”
I wheeze at that, spreading my thighs a bit wider. “Yes, please,” I say before they can debate it. “Someone touch me already.”
Jamef chuckles and nips at the side of my ear, thrusting his fingertip against the entrance to my core. “We are, sweetheart. Be patient.”
Bethiah eyes him. “You want me to play? Don’t mind if I do.”
I try to clutch at her hand, but she pulls it free from my grasp. Bethiah winks at me and puts both hands on my thighs, considering my pussy with a thoughtful expression. She says nothing, and my anxiety flares. I know I’m different. I have hair between my thighs and they don’t. My skin’s a different shade and even darker between my thighs, and my folds aren’t symmetrical. Maybe a human vulva isn’t all that attractive to them? “What?” I blurt out when Bethiah just continues to stare between my legs. “What is it?”
“I’m just enjoying the view,” she says. “You worry too much.”
“Of course I worry. I’m the only human in this triad. You’d think that—eep!” I cut off as Bethiah dives between my legs and licks a line up my pussy with the tip of her tongue. “Oh…you…”
“Mmm.” I’ve never heard such a satisfied sound coming from her. “Very sweet, just as I thought. You want to taste, Jamef?”
And she looks up at him as she gives me another long lick.
I moan.
And moan again when she rises to her feet, moving over me, and leans in to kiss Jamef, her tongue flicking over his mouth. Oh god, they’re sharing my taste. That’s so…dirty.
I love it.
“Perfect,” Jamef says, and cups one of my breasts again. “I knew she would be.”
She grins at him, then touches my chin. “Want me to keep going, fluffit?”
As if I’d demand her to stop? Is she insane? I manage a nod, and I quiver when she drops to her knees between my spread thighs again.
“You seem like you’ve done this before, Bethiah,” Jamef muses.
“Oh, I have. I am an expert on human pussy.”
“Then show me.” He pinches my nipple again. “Show me how to bring her off.”
“With pleasure,” Bethiah says, and leans in to lick me once more.
Forty-Six
BETHIAH
My poor fluffit. She moans when I tongue her, squirming hard against Jamef’s lap. There’s no jaded edge to her response, no comfortable awareness of another’s head between her thighs, and I suspect that she has no memories of this sort of thing—and if she does, her last partner wasn’t very skilled.
Lucky for her that I’m around and I have an excellent tongue.
Jamef’s enjoying himself, too. I can see the agitated thrash of his tail that shows me he likes this. I like the anticipation in his eyes, too. Really, he’s the luckiest male on this side of the galaxy—two beautiful females to pleasure each other and him. He’d have been a fool to pass us up. I lick Dora’s cunt again, savoring her taste. Kef me, it’s been a long time since I’ve done this. You wouldn’t think you’d miss the taste of fresh cunt, but I guess I do. I want to bury my face between her legs and just stay there all night.
Maybe I should. First I need to make her come, though.
So I trace another line up her folds with the tip of my tongue, and then eye Jamef. He’s toying with one of Dora’s tits (such pretty tits, too) and watching me with heated interest. “Hold her open for me,” I tell him. “So I can lick her better.”
