Free Wallflowers Don't Wilt by Raven McAllen Page A

shudder as her climax rose and overwhelmed her. She did not take her mouth away from Serena, still tugging, kissing, and thrusting her tongue into her hidden depths.
    He felt himself on the brink of climax. With one final thrust he withdrew to come all over her stomach. Bugger. He had been so wrapped up in the moment he had forgotten to do the gentlemanly thing and come into a cloth. To his amazement, neither girl seemed perturbed. He heard Serena’s shout of joy as she came in Bella’s mouth.
    Gradually their breathing slowed. Bella looked down at her stomach with satisfaction.
    “I feel by your show of appreciation”—she gestured to his semen covering her—”you are having enjoyment so far?” Her eyes were dancing, her lips wet with the dew of Serena’s release. He felt the day her lips were wet with the results of his release could not come soon enough. His cock, although spent, twitched in happy recognition of his thoughts.
    Looking from one aroused face to the other, he laughed appreciatively. “As were you both?”
    “Oh, yes.” Serena answered this time. “Even pleasured as I have been thus far, I look forward to my introduction into men, Your Grace. How long must I wait?”
    “Man. Singular,” he corrected, glancing at his semierect cock. “Not too long. Merely long enough for a small demonstration with your dildos, perhaps?”
    “For me, certainly.” Arabella spoke as she moved off the bed and went to the ewer to dampen a cloth and clean herself unselfconsciously. “I think Serry would prefer to experience you before she experiences your double.”
    “Would you?”
    Serena nodded. “I wish to have knowledge of the real thing before I enjoy the delights this toy can offer. For comparisons, you understand.” The look on her face was pure devilry. He could do nothing but laugh and press a kiss to her palm.
    “Your wish is my command.”
    Both girls sniggered.
    Serena continued. “This time perchance, Ivo. We know you are not one to accede to the wishes of others unless they are what you want.”
    He bowed his head to acknowledge the truth in her retort. “As you say, my love. However, I have a great belief that in most ways our wishes will correspond. They will mesh, as will our bodies. But I speak the truth, it is my command and ‘twill be my pleasure. Bella, you come here and lie next to her. Put your cunt near Serry’s mouth. Bring your dildo.” He watched as they arranged themselves, and his cock sprang into action. Damn, he was more than ready again. This time he remembered a cloth, spreading it over Serena’s stomach. She threw it aside angrily.
    “Oh, no, you don’t, Your Grace. I want to feel you come all over me. Do not shortchange me in this.”
    He inclined his head. Tonight, he may call the shots, but the pleasure was not for him alone. If him coming over them was their pleasure, certainly it would be his.
    “Serena, wet Bella’s dildo by licking it. Yes, like that, imagine it is me you are licking, for that will surely happen soon.” He would be damned sure it would. Both girls would soon learn the erotic pleasure of licking and sucking his cock, watching it bloom and grow under their attentions. He was conscious of their gazes on him, waiting to hear what he was going to say next, and brought his mind back to the pleasure of the moment. “Help her put it gently between those soft lips surrounding her cunt. Like that, yes. Slowly. Good. Bella, say if it hurts.” Ivo watched, seeing no pain, enjoying the gleam of excitement in their eyes, the sharp, indrawn breaths, the murmured sighs.
    “Oh, no, it feels good. Not as good as you, but good. To know it is Serry who is using it, well, that is doubly good. My pardon if that offends you, Ivo, but it is the truth.” Arabella was writhing, taking the dildo further inside her as Serena gently maneuvered it in and out of her welcoming pussy.
    He could see the sweet nectar of Bella coating the silky-smooth jade and wondered if