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All the while Inigo’s face was buried in Hyacinthe’s pussy, his slightly raspy cheeks scraping the tender insides of her thighs. He kissed and licked along the lips of her cunt, nibbling and sucking them as he moved up and down and from side to side, worshipping every inch tenderly. Finally, he sucked her clit deep into his mouth, sending shards of joy coursing through her body.
As Hyacinthe moaned in appreciation, Beverley sucked her nipple. Bev teased and nibbled at it, alternating deep suction with the nipple inside her mouth, with sharp little nips that were intensely arousing. Hyacinthe’s pulse rate increased as the coil of delight deep inside her built ever higher and tighter.
Beverley kneaded Hyacinthe’s breast, teasing the nipple more and finally attaching the clamp to it, tightening it to hold Cinthe on the razor’s edge of pleasure-pain. Then she took possession of Hyacinthe’s mouth for a deep kiss.
Hyacinthe let Beverley lead the action, enjoying the sensations of Beverley’s tongue exploring her mouth, running along behind her teeth, tasting the roof of her mouth then tangling with her tongue.
The kiss went deeper, Beverley now holding Hyacinthe’s head still to get maximum effect from the caress. Desire was cranking up inside Hyacinthe and she was finding it almost impossible just to be an observer of the event. She relaxed and allowed her tongue to play with Beverley’s, to taste and test in return. Meanwhile, she pressed her hips up into Inigo’s mouth as his tongue fucked her pussy and ran along the walls of her channel.
The double attention was pushing Hyacinthe ever higher, and for a moment she really wanted her hands free to pull Beverley or Inigo to her. But she deliberately relaxed her shoulder muscles and enjoyed the tongues in and on her. She was close, so close to coming.
Beverley feathered kisses over Hyacinthe’s eyebrows, nose, and cheekbones before thrusting her tongue deep inside Hyacinthe’s mouth once more.
Inigo sucked her clit then bit it sharply and Hyacinthe came, the climax roaring out from her tormented nipples, her mouth, and her cunt all at once.
Inigo grabbed her legs, threw them over his shoulders and thrust his cock deep inside her. He must have put the condom on at the start, when he first undressed, or when she was concentrating on Beverley’s kisses.
He was very aroused, his cock thick and harder than steel as he jackhammered into her.
Beverley lifted Hyacinthe’s head onto her lap then rested her breast against Hyacinthe’s mouth, letting Cinthe feel the hard point of the nipple and the round firmness of the flesh.
Did she take her top off or has she just pulled it up?
Hyacinthe flicked out her tongue to lick Beverley’s nipple, playing with the tip then sucking it in. Bev leaned closer to her so she could suck the entire areola and, using her nose and face, to play with the firm, warm, slightly salty flesh.
Already a second orgasm was building inside her and she knew Inigo would come soon. His cock was so huge and hard he had to be on the brink. But Beverley, what would Beverley need to make her come? Damn! I wish I could touch her cunt, slide my fingers inside that wet heat, curve them over her sweet spot. Well, I’ll just have to manage with kissing her breasts.
Aware she was cheating slightly but deciding all was fair in love and making the threesome work, Hyacinthe pulled her fairy powers forward, and as she kissed and sucked and licked Beverley’s breasts, she paid close attention to what pleased Beverley most. Soon Beverley was making little murmurs of appreciation, a soft counterpoint to Inigo’s grunts as he thrust deep and hard inside Hyacinthe.
Hyacinthe worked every strategy she could think of to tease Beverley’s breasts, using not just her lips, teeth and tongue, but also sliding movements of her cheeks, her nose, and even her hair to arouse the other woman. But it was so hard to concentrate. Inigo was so close to coming, and she could tell he was only holding back until she orgasmed.
At long last Cinthe recognized the signs that Beverley was about to come. Hyacinthe bit down on the nipple in her mouth while thrusting her pelvis up hard, matching Inigo’s strokes. He groaned and pinched her clit, and sent hot waves of cum into her channel that she could feel even through the thin latex. The explosion roared through Cinthe, stronger than her first orgasm, and she quickly but carefully lifted her lips from Beverley’s breast to suck her friend’s tongue into her own mouth. She felt Bev relax around her, felt the pounding of Bev’s heart racing faster and knew that her little plan had been a success. All three of them had shared a bed and had achieved an orgasm. Next time, with the use of her eyes and hands, orgasms all around would be even easier to attain. But this time it had been essential to make the other two do the work. Or at least think they had to do it all themselves.
For long moments they rested together, Inigo holding her legs, Beverley holding Hyacinthe’s shoulders. Then they untangled themselves. While Inigo left the room, presumably to deal with the condom, Beverley undid the handcuffs and took off the scarf then rubbed Hyacinthe’s arms to loosen the muscles before releasing the nipple clamps and sucking Hyacinthe’s aching points to ease them.
Finally they lay together on the bed, Inigo on the left, naked, Hyacinthe in the middle, naked, and Beverley on the right, fully clothed, her t-shirt once again completely covering her skin.
I’ll work on that next, Hyacinthe decided.
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As the last few tea lights flickered and died, Hyacinthe decided it was time to speak, while they were all still relaxed from the sex.
“I’ve told you that I need you both, want you both, love you both. Now I think each of you should say how you feel about becoming a threesome.”
There was silence for a long time then Inigo sighed and said, “I guess I’ve always known I’d have to share you. It seems a little weird, a man sharing a woman. On TV it’s always the man who has a wife and a mistress or like Hefner, two women at a time or like in some cultures, a whole bunch of wives. But I understand your needs, honey, and I reckon I’ll cope better having to share you with Beverley than I would if I had to share you with another man.”
He leaned up on one elbow and looked across Hyacinthe’s body to Beverley. “I like you. You always do your share at work, never complain when you get the disgusting jobs, or act like a princess when it’s time to spread mulch or something. I’m prepared to do my part to make this arrangement work.”
Hyacinthe was impressed with him and dropped a light kiss on his mouth. She turned her head to Beverley. It was dark in the room now without the candles, but still possible to see reasonably well since her eyes had adapted to the darkness.
The silence lasted even longer this time then Cinthe sensed Bev taking a deep breath before she began to speak. “I want to be with Hyacinthe. I’ve never loved anyone as deeply as I love her. It’ll be hard for me. I don’t make friends as easily as you two do. I’ll do my share to make it work. But—likely you’ll need to be patient with me. It’s not going to be easy for me.”
“Well done, love.” Hyacinthe kissed Beverley. “We’ll all make it work.”
Chapter Two
Inigo counted the trays of seedling orchids for the third time. Yep, two trays had gone missing. How could that happen? It wasn’t as if they were small pots someone could forget they’d moved. These trays were four feet long and two feet wide and damn heavy to lift. He looked at the remaining trays. The two missing trays were the most developed plants. Had someone perhaps put the plants into pots already?
