Submitting to Her(85)

Oh God, I so very nearly exploded in Taylor's mouth.

Zoey's kiss was so powerfully sensual.

My every sense was overwhelmed by her, her softness, her power, her sweetness, her purpose. I didn't even notice Taylor, didn't see how she reacted to suddenly seeing this strange new arrival move in on the guy whose cock was buried down her throat.

Yet Zoey continued to kiss me, and Taylor continued to lick and stroke and suck my cock.

After a few minutes, Zoey broke away from me, her cheeks a little pink from our kiss, and she moved down towards Taylor, placing her fingers gently in the blonde girl's hair - almost affectionately. I just watched, quite unbelieving. I know Zoey had already seen me with Ms Jenkinson, but this was somehow completely different.

Zoey was smiling at Taylor, who quietly made way for her to take over kissing the end of my cock while she wrapped her fingers around my shaft.

Taylor just watched, stroking my leg as my beautiful goddess ramped up my pleasure levels by a factor of a few thousand. Zoey really was incredible, her tongue sampling me, lashing me, massaging my hardness, playing with me. She sank down on my shaft, and my whole body trembled with the force sweeping through me.

It wasn't just sexual conduct, it was more than that. It held a meaning that just wasn't there with Taylor.

Zoey broke away and now kissed my stomach so sensually, and then both girls were there licking my cock at once, brushing rogue strands of hair over each other's faces as they shared my hardness. Licking together, then one of them taking me into her mouth for a few beats, before withdrawing so the other could suck on me instead.

Somehow sensing that this was going to be a little much for me to sustain, Zoey moved away, leaving my cock to Taylor, as she returned to my face, her blouse falling open though I hadn't seen her unfasten its buttons, her bare breasts touching down where I could suck on them.

"What are you doing here?" I whispered.

She held my throat and dropped down to kiss my mouth. "I came to get you back."

And I knew with everything inside me that she had done just that - though Taylor was still with us, rapidly becoming our shared toy, I knew I wasn't going to be able to step away from my goddess again. I'd have to deal with the Brandon issue somehow, but it wouldn't involve leaving Zoey.

"I thought you wanted Brandon instead," I said.

"No," she said, giving me her superb breasts to play with, to kiss, to lick. "He's gone. I won't see him again."

I felt unbelievably good at that. It felt like winning the Mega Millions jackpot.

"We did have fun, didn't we?" I said, now sounding as though I was begging her to come back to me, not vice versa.

"And can again," she said, those pretty brown-almond eyes of hers sparkling.

It seemed strange, reminiscing, reconnecting, talking it out while Taylor continued to service my erection. But the blonde looked up and smiled at us both, and I thought she seemed somehow impressed at us - perhaps assuming we had stage-managed this three-way, leaving me to seduce her and bring her home for Zoey. It was unconventional to her, an experience. And perhaps her earlier orgasm helped open her eyes to anything.

I knew Zoey had once given me to our chief executive as some kind of sacrificial offering, but again I was a little taken aback at how easily she shared me with another woman. Leaving our new friend to my cock, she seemed happy to drape her breasts over me, allowing me free access to her hard nipples while we maintained our discussion.

"It got too serious," I said in between mouthfuls of her sweet buds. "With Brandon."

"He was a mistake."

"A mistake you made twice?"

She moved down to kiss my mouth forcefully, her tongue squirming against mine, probing me, trying to calm me through distraction. God, she was a good kisser. It's so easy to forget how some girls can literally sweep you into another world with nothing more than a kiss.

"The first time I was trying to hurt you back," she said, snatching a breath or two as my palms now found her breasts, my fingers taking up where my lips had left off. "The second time… I had too much to drink, I wasn't sure what I wanted."

I prompted her: "Whether to lead or to submit, you mean?"

"Yes. Part or me enjoys being taken by an alpha male - always has. And when you were watching me… my God, it was like mainlining cocaine."

Taylor was watching us as she now pulled back from my hardness to drag my pants and underwear all the way down my legs. Did she have any idea what was going on between Zoey and I? It appeared almost as though she was focused on a soap opera, her eyes flicking back and forth between us as we spoke.

"I like making you feel good," I said, taking inspiration from Taylor's actions to help Zoey remove her blouse completely. "But I won't do anything with the kind of guy that hits women."