Anna is shocked by the luxury of Wyatt’s master bath. She knows she shouldn’t be by now but the extravagance of this lifestyle still takes her a moment to adjust. He has a tub alright. A jacuzzi the size of a small pool. She turns on the jets and lowers her aching muscles down into the warm, bubbling water. Her mind and body is spent. The wildness of the situation. The jet lag. The intense, deeply, deeply satisfying sex… This is the first moment she feels she has had all to herself in days. She sighs as the waters soothe her aching muscles and swollen womanhood. She lays her head back and closes her eyes.
As she drifts off her dreams are full of passion, shared moments with Bruce, but also fear that everything could be stripped away in a moment. Everything about this is so foreign to her that she’s not sure if she should scream and run or attack it head on. Either way, she’s a long way from Ohio and…
And…
And something or someone is touching her now, trying to wake her up. Hands. Fingers. Too delicate to be Bruce’s thick digits. Her eyes flutter open and it takes a moment for her mind to register that Monique is in front of her, hands wandering lower and stroking her skin.
“OH! She is awake!” Monique giggles then purrs in her ear, “Bonjour mademoiselle.” She adds a moan as she runs her fingers down Anna’s slit.
“It is so nice to see you again,” she moans again, using one hand to rub Anna and the other to rub herself.
“This is the girl, yes? The one Mr. Wyatt always speaks of?” another French tinged voice comes from behind. Francesca’s petite frame enters the water next to Anna. “I must see what the big deal is.” She begins to kiss and nibble her neck and rub her breasts.
Before she has managed to say a word the French sisters have taken control of her body. Maybe what Bruce says is true. Maybe everyone at Paradise does want to fuck her. And she’s starting to think maybe she would be okay with letting them.
“Mmm.. Monique” is all she can manage to say before Francesca pounces and kisses her. She tries to rub the sleep from her eyes but Monique grabs her face away from her sister and begins her own kissing. They keep fighting over her face, kissing growing more passionate. Tongues tangling over one another. Lips pressing, sucking. Biting.
As they fight over her, their groping gets more intense. Anna hasn’t been able to touch either girl yet. Their hands battling for control of her breasts, her nipples, her thighs, her pussy still aching from fucking two men she doesn’t even know how long ago. Maybe it was hours, maybe it was minutes. She needs to clear her head.
“Nice to meet you, Francesca…” she says, sitting up to push her face away from both of them. “Should we get out of the tub to get to know each other a little better?”
Monique squeals in delight and climbs from the tub, grabbing towels for all. They dry each other off, hands still wandering, groping. Lips touching skin. Teeth grazing nipples. Fingers exploring areas that aren’t getting dry at all. Anna didn’t think she could be so turned on by other women this fast but she has never have had sex with just women. Bruce has always been with her.
But Bruce isn’t here now.
The French girls all but carry her to the bedroom in their excitement. Francesca pushes her thighs apart and positions herself between them, “Monique has spoken so highly of your pussy, I must taste you.”
Before Anna can respond, a loud moan escapes her lips as Francesca’s tongue licks her entire opening, her tip swirling around her clit. Monique kneels next to her and then giggles, wanting the attention. She straddles Anna’s face. Another moan of delight escapes as her sweet, musky scent hits her senses.
“It’s been a while, Miss Anna. Forgive me for being selfish I…” her pleasured screams cut off her words as Anna wraps her arms around her thighs and pulls her to her mouth. Her tongue flicking over Monique’s clit before clamping her lips around it, sucking hard. Feeling it swell and throb in her mouth. Anna giggles knowing how easily she can Monique off. She remembers every bit of her tall, slim, French friend.
“Oh, Miss Anna! I’ve missed you!” she squeals as her hips start to grind back and forth.
Francesca peels one of Anna’s hands off of Monique’s thigh and begins to grind her pussy against her fingers.
“Monique, I want a turn,” she groans as Anna pushes a finger inside of her.
“You are to be giving her pleasure,” Monique snaps, her voice icy through her moans.
“I gave her pleasure, now it is my… turn…” Francesca responds, her retort interrupted by Anna’s thumb rubbing her clit.
Anna moans into Monique’s pussy, enjoying that she can take control of both of them as quickly as they took control of her. She giggles internally thinking this must be what it feels like to be Bruce.
Suddenly Monique is no longer on her face, having been pulled off by her sister.
“I want my turn,” Francesca pleads.
“Oh you are such a brat!” Monique yells, her exasperation growing.
“Yes I am,” Francesca giggles. She moves to straddle Anna’s face but she stops her.
“Now, now, girls. Be nice,” she says before reaching her right hand out to rub Francesca, her left to rub Monique. “We can all play. But if you two are going to act like children, I’ll have to be the one in charge.” She punctuates her sentence by pressing her thumbs to their clits. She could get used to this kind of power.
“Oh Miss Anna, be in charge…” Monique moans, grinding her pussy against Anna’s hand..
Francesca squeals and jumps at the sudden pressure. “Miss Anna… I want a turn…” I
Anna sits up and pulls her thumb from Francesca’s clit, sucking it clean before turning her attention to Monique.
“Should we show your sister what happens when you’re a good girl?” Anna whispers into her ear, gently rubbing her nipples..
Monique bites her lip and nods, her body trembling.
“Go lay down Monique, spread your legs wide for me,” Anna instructs.
She turns to Francesca and gently strokes her neck, running her fingers down her chest before twisting and pinching both nipples hard. “You’re going to sit over there,” Anna points to a chair next to the bed, “and watch me make your sister cum. If you stay quiet, maybe I’ll reward you for being good.”
Francesca opens her mouth to respond but Anna grips her neck and kisses her mouth with a moan, “Wyatt was right. You are a brat. Maybe I’ll teach you a lesson.”
Before she can retort, Anna pins her to the bed and shoves two fingers inside of her, gripping her by the neck. She squirms and giggles before relaxing and letting the pleasure wash over her. As soon as she relaxes and moans, Anna stops, smacks her cheek and points to the chair.
“But Miss Annaa!” Francesca says, desperation growing in her voice.
“You should probably do what she says, my dear,” comes a voice from the doorway
Anna whips her head around and smiles seeing Wyatt in the door, arms crossed, a grin on his face. “Monique is being rewarded for her behavior. You haven’t earned that attention yet.” He sounds like a teacher scolding a problem student.
Francesca glares at Wyatt from the bed. Anna leans in and kisses her mouth deeply, moaning against her lips. “Be good and watch. No touching yourself. Be a good girl and maybe I’ll make you cum.”
Finally Francesca sits up and says quietly, “Yes… yes, Miss Anna…” She sits in the chair and crosses her arms.
“I’ll leave you girls to it then…” Wyatt says playfully from the door, “If I stay here I’ll want to join you. I have to let the girls have their turn every now and again.” He winks at Anna and turns, walking back into the living room.
As he walks away, Wyatt turns back, his cock noticeably stiffening.
“And make it a good show, girls,” he says, pointing to cameras mounted high on the ceiling. “We’ll be watching.”
He catches all three of them looking at his now rigid member. “Insatiable sluts, all three of you,” he chuckles, shutting the door behind him.
Anna turns back to Monique, who is spread wide and rubbing herself, waiting.
“Now, Monique… Where were we?” Anna smiles and lays between Monique’s thighs, slowly pushing two fingers into her pussy.
She meets Monique’s eyes and position herself to get comfortable. She plans to be there a while. Slowly moving her tongue over her slit, swirling her tongue around her clit before closing her lips around it and starting to suck again. Her fingers working slowly, deeply. Grazing her partner’s g-spot gently. Monique’s body tenses and her hands go to Anna’s hair pulling her in closer. Anna moans and takes her fingers out, slowly pushing her thumb into her pussy, getting it nice and slick with her juices.
“How does this feel?” she asks with a smile, slowly pushing her thumb into Monique’s tight asshole.
“Oh, Miss Anna…” Monique squeals, her thighs quivering.
“I want a turn…” Francesca says defiantly. Anna pauses and looks at Monique with a smirk, “I’m sorry, Monique. One moment while I discipline your sister”
She pulls her thumb from Monique’s ass and stands. She walks over to Francesca and crosses her arms. “You want a turn?”
Francesca blushes and nods.
“Have you done what I ask?”
Francesca paused and starts to nod,
Anna smacks her cheek again, “No you haven’t. You’ve done nothing but be a defiant brat.”
Anna grabs the French girl’s blonde hair. pulls her over to the bed, and lays her down her head below Monique’s pussy. She straddles her face, looks down at her, and says sternly, “You will eat my pussy until I make Monique cum.Once she does, I better cum too. If I don’t cum, you don’t get to cum. Do you understand?”
“But Miss Anna..” she starts to whine. Anna shoots a glare at her and pulls her hair again. Francesca winces. “Yes, Miss Anna. I understand.” she says, her voice now becoming heavy with arousal. This is what she wanted. She wanted Anna to be rough with her.
“Good girl,” Anna says, lowering her pussy to her face, grinding her hips against her, and moaning as her tongue goes to work. “That’s better. Now we won’t be rudely interrupted. Where were we again, Monique?” Anna grins and pushes her thumb into Monique’s again.
“Oh oh… OOOOH MISS ANNA,” Monique’s squeals turn to scream. She grabs two handfuls of Anna’s hair as her lips and tongue tease and tantalize her, bringing her up to new heights of pleasure then back down. She revels in being under Anna’s power, giving her body over to her completely.
Francesca’s tongue darts nervously about Anna’s pussy, trying to find the position that will lead to her release. Her inexperience in this position is evident. Anna grinds down against her mouth, making her shriek, her bratty attitude muffled by Anna’s growing passion and discipline..
Meanwhile back in the office, Wyatt and Bruce have ceased trying to focus on their work and are watching the three women on a monitor on the wall.
“Anna can be one mean bitch if she wants to, hm?” Wyatt says, stroking his mustache.
“That she can,” Bruce responds, grinning.
“I might have to pull the little one out. Discipline her myself,” the old man grunts.
“Give them some more time, old man,”BruceI responds. “Enjoy the show.”
Anna grinds her hips again and smiles to herself. She doesn’t think Monique can hold out much longer, but she wants Francesca to cum for her. Having power over both of them is heightening her own arousal. She decides to lighten up on Monique’s pussy, pulling her mouth from her and raising her hips from Francesca’s face. She sits up on her knees and looks down at them both.
“Francesca, you’ve never made another woman cum have you?” she asks, seriously, her eyes twinkling.
“I… Miss Anna…” she says a bit embarrassed, blushing. “I have not. But I want to. I want to make you cum.”
Anna leans in and kisses her lips, tasting herself. “You should have told me that before I started with you. Knowing that I’m going to change tactics a bit. Monique, please show your sister how I like my pussy eaten.”
“Oui, Miss Anna!” Monique says, bounding up excitedly. “Come here, sister..”
Anna lays back and spreads her legs., Monique takes her place and starts to lick and suck her slit. Her fingers stroking Anna’s lips and slowly pushing into her pussy. A small moan escapes Anna’s lips and she shudders. She’d forgotten how talented Monique is with her hands and tongue.
“Fuck… Monique I missed your mouth, “Anna moans. “Come here Francesca, sit on my face and watch your sister.”
Francesca blushes and follows orders. Anna inhales her scent and slowly licks her slit, noting how the shape and texture differs from her sister’s. When Anna flicks her tongue across her clit Francesca jumps and moans softly.
“Try to pay attention, Francesca. I don’t think you’ve earned the right to cum yet…” Anna says, asserting her control from between the smaller girl’s ivory thighs.
“Hot damn,” Wyatt whispers, the head of his rigid cock peeking over the edge of the table. “Seeing all my women together is just…”
“Two of your women,” Bruce responds sternly. “Anna is mine.”
“Yeah, yeah, semantics,” he grumbles, starting to stroke himself slowly.
Anna increases her pressure on Francesca’s clit, sucking gently before pulling her mouth away to groan and raising her hips to give Monique a better angle.
“Tell me what you’re watching, Francesca? How is Monique stroking me, licking me… Fuck… Monique…. You’re so good at that…” Anna tries to keep my resolve. It’s important that she doesn’t cum until Francesca makes it happen. But Monique isn’t going to make it easy.
“Miss Anna, Monique is being gentle. Her fingers are working slowly. Her tongue is exploring…” Francesca’s words become an intense moan. “May I… May I try, Monique?”
Anna smacks Francesca’s ass, gripping her cheeks tightly, forcing a whimper out of her.
“Did I say you could switch places yet?” Anna growls, trying her best to sound like Bruce.
Francesca bites her lip and hangs her head, “No, no Miss Anna, you did not. I’m sorry.”
Anna sucks her clit hard now, causing her to scream in pleasure and shake, “OH… MISS ANNAA…. PLEASE….”
Anna smacks her as again and pushes her off of her face. “Switch places again, girls. Monique, coach her through it. I think she knows enough to make me cum before you do.” She winks at Francesca and sees her blue eyes widen. Anna is challenging her. Francesca now knows what her mouth can do. The look on her face shows she wants more..
Monique giggles and kisses Anna before placing her long legs around her, straddling her face and snapping her fingers at her sister. “Get down there! You can do it!” She smiles and lowers her pussy to Anna’s mouth. She moans loudly as Anna continues her thorough pleasuring, Monique starting to shake almost immediately..
Anna feels Francesca lay between her legs and feels her lips around her clit, suck gently. Anna stifles a moan against Monique’s thigh, her own thighs tensing.
“When Miss Anna does that it means that’s the right way,” Monique says with a heavy breath. She’s having trouble instructing while feeling her pleasure wash over her.
“Looks like the student has become the teacher,” Bruce chuckles.
“Huh?” Wyatt grunts, not taking his eyes off the screen.
“Where do you think she learned to eat pussy?” Bruce responds.
“Hm,” Wyatt grunts. “Just remember where you learned it, youngbuck.”
“Still think we should break up the action?” Bruce says.
“Not just get,” he grunts, stroking himself faster.
Anna’s mind is swimming with ideas, knowing she has control over someone is exciting. She still craves Bruce’s power and control but this new feeling is intoxicating. She may have to find someone to control. Or maybe they can find someone to control together…
Her thoughts trail off as Francesca gets more comfortable. Anna starts to mirror what she is feeling on Monique so she feels what her sister is doing. The concentration allows her to stave off her orgasm while causing Monique to be more instructive.
“Harder, Francesca, harder… FUCK…” Monique screams to her sister.
Francesca does as she’s told. She can be taught but needs encouragement along the way. Maybe she just needed a woman’s touch. Maybe Wyatt isn’t the best teacher. Maybe…
Her thighs quiver as she feels Francesca insert a finger to her. Anna raises her hips to take the finger deeper. Monique squeals in delight as Anna’s fingers enter her.
“YES… YES… OHH… MISS ANNA!” Monique is so close to cumming, her entire thin body seems to vibrate.
Francesca increases her pressure and starts to move her fingers like she saw Monique do.
“Keep going, Francesca! Miss Anna is so close! I can tell by how she is….FUCK! I am so close! Please, sister! Make her cum! Please!” Monique squeals.
Francesca is working hard, earning her pleasure.
Suddenly Wyatt appears in the doorway. Monique opens her mouth to say something but he holds one finger to his lips to silence her.
Francesca screams into Anna as he sneaks behind her and pushes his cock into her. His rhythm pushes her tongue deeper into Anna. Anna stops licking Monique to see what the movement is.
Wyatt catches her eyes and winks. “I couldn’t stay on the sidelines just watching anymore,” he groans. “Looks like this one has been giving you some trouble.”
He smacks his massive hand across Francesca’s petite ass.
“She is a handful and a half,” he says, smacking her again.
He keeps pumping into the tiny woman.
“Don’t let me interrupt what you were doing,” he says. “I can feel this one here ready to pop as soon as someone tells her to.”
Francesca tries to keep pleasing Anna but her entire body begins to shake as she tries to hold off her climax until she is told.
“Unless you want this old cowboy to finish all three of you,” Wyatt says, chuckling.
“Wyatt, get out,” Anna says firmly.
He looks shocked for a moment but doesn’t listen, just keeps fucking.
“Wyatt. I said get out. This was not about you today,” Anna’s tone is terse, unrelenting. Her eyes meet his. He sees she is not kidding.
He stops thrusting, his cock still inside Francesca. His mind is spinning. He didn’t expect this.
“Francesca was behaving, Wyatt. Now go. Go back to watching on the camera. Let me finish this,” Anna says, asserting her authority.
The old man’s jaw drops and he stands still in place. He is shocked. Humbled. He pulls out of Francesca, eliciting a whimper from her. He turns and exits the room without a word.
“I’m sorry, girls. I didn’t think we would be interrupted. You’ve both been such good girls.”
Anna pushes Monique off of her and lays her down.
“Francesca come here,” Anna commands.
Francesca crawls to her, her eyes wet with frustration. She’s right at the cusp. Anna strokes her hair and pushes it behind her ear, kissing her forehead.
“Lay next to your sister.”
She does so and Anna takes her place, pushing two fingers into each of them, thumbs rubbing their clits. “You’ve both earned it today… Now cum for me…”
Anna smiles and watches as both girls squirm and moan, backs arching, squeals of delight coming from each of them.
“Oh… Miss Anna… FUCK! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” Francesca cums first. It didn’t take much. The poor girl was a mess when Wyatt pushed into her. Anna keeps pumping her fingers in and out, “Monique I won’t stop doing this to your sister until you cum…”
Francesca’s eyes go wide, her pussy already so sensitive.
Anna increases pressure on both girls’ clits. Francesca cries out as another orgasm washes over her.
“Please, sister. Please, cum…” Francesca pleads through moans of pained pleasure.
“Cum, Monique. Cum right now” Anna orders her.
Monique’s body trembles and as she cums, her voice leaves her throat, her back arches, her chest rises and falls quickly. She screams in pleasure after she catches her breath.
Anna slowly brings them back down and lays between them, kissing each of them gently. She doesn’’t need to cum this time. She learned more about herself. That was more liberating than an orgasm could ever be.
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