Chapter 109: That Tickles

Chapter 109: Chapter 109: That Tickles

"Lie down."

After peeling off every scrap of clothing, Elena pressed Xavier down onto the yielding cushions of the sofa and settled astride his face, offering him an unobstructed view of her plump, rounded backside, the tightly puckered butthole, and the lush, glistening folds below. The faint warmth of her skin brushed his cheeks.

"Your balls look fuller than usual." Melli slipped between his spread thighs and crouched low until her breath ghosted across his sac. Her lips parted wide and she took both testicles into the soft heat of her mouth in one smooth motion.

Mmm... nnnh...

Her tongue, slick and restless, coated them in warm saliva while she suckled gently on the sensitive skin—a low, wet hum vibrating against him.

"Yeah, I’ve been holding back for a while," Xavier answered, palms settling on Elena’s hips and drawing her down until her swollen folds met his mouth with a soft, damp pressure.

In one slow, deliberate stroke he dragged his tongue from the tiny peak of her clitoris all the way down to the tight entrance and lingered there, teasing the rim with the tip.

Ahh...

A faint salt-sweet taste bloomed across his tongue. Elena’s breath hitched into a quiet, breathy murmur.

"I still don’t get why you like me sitting on your face so much," Elena murmured while he continued his careful exploration.

"Don’t overthink it. All that matters is that I enjoy it."

"Yeah, I can see that clearly," she replied, sapphire eyes fixed on the rigid length rising between his legs. She closed her gentle fingers around him— hands scarcely able to encircle his girth—and leaned forward until her heavy breasts hung low, the warm tips of her nipples grazing the firm planes of his stomach.

She bent lower still, burying her face against the side of his dick, nose pressed to the thick vein that pulsed along his shaft, and drew in a deep breath of the heavy, musky scent that clung to him.

Mmmph...

The familiar fragrance slid straight into her head, softening her thoughts with a slow, pleasant haze. She had been hungry for that scent ever since the last night she had shared with him and Arabelle.

She tugged the foreskin downward with careful strokes, baring the fat, flushed head already beaded with clear precum that caught the light.

"You just keep getting tastier," Melli said, releasing his sac with a soft, wet pop. She began licking upward from the base, tongue sliding along the sensitive underside.

Ahh... nnf...

Elena matched her, tracing the upper ridge of the thick, veined shaft until their tongues met at the swollen tip.

Their tongues tangled and circled the pink glans while both pairs of hands closed around the saliva-slick length and began a slow, steady rhythm. The wet friction of their palms and the warm pressure of their mouths pulled a low, muffled groan from Xavier, his face still buried between Elena’s cheeks.

Unngh...

Those full curves quivered each time the tip of his tongue slipped inside her—ahh—yet she refused to let the sensation pull her attention from the cock in front of her.

Elena’s glossy black lips sealed with Melli’s plump, translucent blue ones around the flared head. They sucked with firm pressure while their tongues worked the sensitive skin.

Mmm... mmph... ohh...

Four hands, still barely enough to cover his entire length, quickened their stroke along the shaft.

Both girls carried the tight coil of midterm stress and long nights of study; the frustration they had banked for days now poured onto him without restraint.

"Girls, I’m close," said Xavier, voice rough.

Aaah—

Their cheeks hollowed, creating a steady vacuum around the head as if they meant to draw the release from him before it arrived. The moment Elena felt his fingers dig deeper into the soft flesh of her hips, his balls tightened and the thick shaft twitched hard against their tongues.

He held nothing back.

Ahhh—!

Thick jets of cum flooded their joined mouths. Elena and Melli kept their lips locked together around him, swallowing in greedy pulls each time the warm surge filled them—wet, rhythmic gulps.

glk... glk... They stayed sealed until the last pulse faded and every drop had been taken, only then releasing him with soft, wet pops.

Mmmph... nnnh...

They looked at each other—lips swollen, cheeks flushed, breath coming short—and without a word leaned in. Melli slid her tongue into Elena’s mouth; Elena answered with equal vigor.

Ahh... mmm...

Arching her back, Elena began to grind slowly against Xavier’s face once more.

He sealed his mouth over her folds and slid one hand from the curve of her hip across her belly to the swollen peak of her clit. Rough fingertips circled and pressed while he pushed nearly half his tongue into the warm, slick channel that already coated his chin. He licked the soft inner walls with slow, deliberate strokes.

"I love the sweet taste of your tongue," Melli murmured against Elena’s lips, pressing deeper. "Not as rich as Xavier’s seed, but it has its own flavor I can’t get enough of."

Elena gripped Melli’s shoulders for balance while Melli’s hands drifted down to the heavy breasts hanging between them and pinched the tight peaks.

Aaah—!

A sharp, pleasurable moan escaped Elena, yet she never stopped the slow roll of her hips. Her breasts swayed under Melli’s touch until the tension finally broke and she climaxed hard against Xavier’s mouth.

Ahhh—! Ohhh— yes—yes...

Her body trembled while he kept licking her through every wave, a long, shaking cry spilling from her as the raw, unrestrained sound filled the room.

When the last tremor faded, she slipped sideways off the sofa and landed in a loose sprawl across the cool silk rug, limbs open and limp. Soft after-sighs still left her lips.

nnnh... ahh...

Melli climbed up from between Xavier’s legs and began cleaning the scattered wetness from his chest with long, careful strokes of her tongue.

Mmm...

"That tickles," he laughed softly as she moved across the firm muscle, lingered on each nipple, traced the lean lines up to his collarbone, and finally reached his face. She gathered every trace of Elena’s taste, then sealed her mouth to his in a slow, thorough kiss—quiet and wet shared between them.

By the time she finished they noticed Elena had already drifted into sleep on the floor. The week’s long hours of study had finally caught up with her once the tension left her body.

"Let’s put her to bed and call it a night," Xavier said quietly.

"Yes. I don’t think I could force another commandment into my head even if I tried."

Together they lifted Elena, settled her into the bed, and climbed in beside her. The three of them curled close and let the quiet of the room take them.