Free Blood Dolls by Sophie Stern

open, exposing his length. He was hard, pressed up against Jade. The only thing separating them was the thin fabric of her panties, and Celia could see how wet they were.
    Jade could feel every bit of Samuel.
    “Doesn’t she look beautiful?” Gordon whispered. Celia had put her dress back on before wandering out of the room, and Gordon unlaced the shoulder straps to let the dress fall off of her. Now she was naked, too, watching Jade and Samuel.
    Gordon held her in place with one hand on her waist. With the other, he began to play gently with her nipples. He stroked them softly at first, until they were hard and perky. Then he began to pinch her pink little nipples, twisting them a little.
    He bit her neck, licked up to her ear.
    “Tell me she’s beautiful,” he whispered.
    “She’s fucking beautiful,” Celia said. She couldn’t move her eyes away. A song was playing: one she didn’t know. She couldn’t hear the words, couldn’t think straight. The only thing she could see was Jade dancing on Samuel.
    The only thing she could see was the beauty.
    “Go to her,” Gordon whispered. He let go of her breasts, ran his hands slowly down the side of her body to her waist. Then he licked her shoulder once more. “Go to Jade, beautiful.”
    He released her. Her bare feet padded across the soft carpet until she was right behind Jade. Samuel’s hands were still on Jade, but his eyes were on Celia.
    Celia ran her hands down Jade’s hair, gently tugging on the curls. Jade looked over her shoulder and Celia claimed her mouth in a soft kiss.
    “Oh, fuck,” Gordon said from behind them. Celia just kissed Jade harder. She’d never been with a woman before. She’d always thought it would be sexy, beautiful, fun. It had just never happened. Now, though, she was being given permission. She could do anything in this moment. She could anything and it would be okay.
    All the memories from her past were fading. Maybe it had something to do with Samuel’s saliva on her skin. Maybe it had to do with him coming inside of her. Maybe it had to do with the fact that he had fucked everyone else out of her mind and all she could see was him.
    All she could see was this moment and all the ones that would come after.
    Celia broke the kiss and ran her fingers down Jade’s spine. Jade turned back to Samuel and leaned toward him, pressing her chest against his. Celia undid Jade’s bra, slid it down her arms, and tossed it aside.
    Now she could touch her friend’s breasts, could feel them heavy and full in her hands. Celia’s own breasts were small compared to Jade. She liked the difference, she liked seeing how big tits felt in her hands. Celia pressed up against Jade’s back and began to suck and nibble on her neck.
    “You’re fucking beautiful,” she murmured. “Gorgeous. Perfect. Sweet.” Jade reached back and grabbed Celia’s neck, held her gently as she continued to grind against Samuel.
    Then Celia felt Gordon pressed up against her back once more.
    “The poor bastard is going to blow his load if you ladies don’t give him a little relief,” he said with a chuckle.
    “Good idea,” Jade said, wiggling off of his lap. She turned to Celia, whispered in her ear, and Celia nodded. Turning, they both knelt in front of Samuel. His eyes opened wide, but he didn’t protest. He couldn’t. Not in this moment, not now. Celia was his queen and he, her king.
    She was going to bow to him, to give him everything she had. She leaned forward first, sucking his cock into her mouth. She felt Jade beside her, licking his balls. Together, they were going to bring him off. Together, they were going to torment and play with him.
    Side-by-side, they kissed and sucked Samuel. His hands were in their hair and on their cheeks, and soon he was close.
    Celia felt a tug on her hair. Gordon yanked on her hair, pulling her to her knees in front of Samuel.
    “Kneel for him,” he whispered.
    Jade and Celia held hands as Samuel took his length in his