Free FillingtheVoid by Zenobia Renquist Page B

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to get her back out. Then again, knowing him he would probably leave her there
so he could watch while jerking off.
    The more she thought about the scenario, the more she
concluded Dane would be of no help. If Arisa asked him the right way, he would
probably deliver Naomie to them with a giant bow around her ass and an
invitation to partake. And Mia wouldn’t help either…not Naomie. Mia would
probably stand with Arisa and Fred, waiting her turn.
    Naomie should wonder how she’d fallen in with such a
perverted crowd who were hell-bent on making her into their own living sex doll
but that was a waste of time. She’d ended up with this crowd because she’d
sought them out. They wanted to fuck her and she wanted to let them.
    The ladies left Naomie lying on the ottoman while they
returned to the dining room. She shrugged and closed her eyes, deciding to
catch a quick nap until they returned. Hopefully she would only doze. She had
no doubt Mia and the others wouldn’t stop if Naomie did fall asleep for real.
    Arisa said in a soft, cooing tone, “She’s so cute when she’s
sleeping.”
    Naomie blinked open her eyes. Mia, Arisa and Fred stood
naked and bearing toys. With a tired sigh, Naomie pushed to her knees. “So now
what?”
    Sure it was a loaded question but she still asked. Her tiny
micro-nap had helped a little. Not much but she wasn’t in danger of passing
out…yet. The three toys the ladies sported—a double-headed dildo, a G-spot
vibrator with clit tickler, and a ribbed gun-shaped vibe Naomie suspected was
an anal probe—might change that.
    Fred had the gun. She turned the grip so it pointed up and
then inserted it into Naomie’s pussy. A satisfied purr left her lips. The
“trigger” of the gun rested against Fred’s clit and suddenly Naomie knew what
it was—another dual-action toy. She hadn’t seen one like it before in the
stores. Must be new.
    Reaching between her legs, Fred twisted her wrist and the
gun started buzzing. She squeezed her legs together. “Mmmmm. So good.”
    “Oh God,” Naomie rasped. A vibrating anal toy in the hands
of a woman who loved ass. Naomie should have run when she had the chance…was
what her mind said. Her body had other plans. She found herself dropping
forward onto her hands with her ass pushed in Fred’s direction and her knees
spread wide.
    Mia whistled. “That’s the way, mamí . Look at her.
She’s a liar, saying she’s tired when she’s begging so hard she’s dripping.”
    The sound of the vibe had Naomie’s pussy drooling. It was a
Pavlovian response. She heard anything that sounded even remotely like a
vibrator and her pussy flooded. Dane had switched to a bladed razor because his
electric excited Naomie to the point where he’d had to do her on the bathroom
sink every morning for a month. It hadn’t mattered if she was sound asleep when
he started shaving. The sound, even if muffled by the bathroom fan, had woken
her.
    By the time Dane figured out the cause of Naomie’s amorous
attitude so early in the day, morning sex had become part of their regular
routine—vibe-like sounds to get Naomie excited or not. It was a trait he used
to his advantage on those rare times when she tried to cut him off because he’d
made her angry. Hard to stay mad at a man she wanted to fuck.
    Likewise, the humming toy made it hard for her to think
about sleep when all she wanted was to feel it inside her ass. Naomie bobbed
her hips as Fred approached. The woman grinned.
    “That’s the way. I’m about to give that luscious ass
something to suck on.” Fred placed her hands on Naomie’s waist and tugged.
“Back it up, baby doll.”
    Naomie inched back, expecting to feel the vibe against her
asshole any second. Instead the toy slipped between her pussy lips to nudge
against her clit. She let out a pleasured moan as she shifted her slit over it,
rubbing her ass against Fred’s belly and exciting her clit.
    Arisa said, “I think we need to change the purpose