I found myself craving Zoey's pussy, and I'm not sure if it was because she was biting her lip now - which I'd come to know as a surefire signal that she needed me to go down on her - or whether the clear hunger in my eyes had prompted her to begin biting her lip in the anticipation that I was in the mood for a little taste of her sex.
Breathing hard, she sat up and swung a leg over my stomach, straddling me, her skirt hiked up around her waist. She was facing away from me, but her pussy was too far away - down over my stomach. She lay back against my chest, in a natural position for me to reach around her and cup her breasts in my hands, but I felt disappointed she was keeping me from her real prize.
"I won't see him again," she said, her head touching down on my shoulder. "The first time was to hurt you, Aiden. The second time was to be with you."
I couldn't see what was happening down below, but one moment I felt Taylor kissing my cock, and the next my cock brushed through her hair while she still held it firmly, and I got the distinct impression from the wet sounds and the long deep moan from my beloved that this blonde girl was now exploring her bisexuality.
Zoey groaned, bucking and writhing on top of me, one hand supporting her body on my chest, while the other stroked Taylor's hair, encouraging her as she licked her pussy.
I felt so jealous of Taylor just then, so desperately wanting a taste of Zoey's pussy myself.
I tried to keep calm. I said to her: "I don't understand. The second time was to be with me?"
She glanced over her shoulder at me, and said quite clearly: "I was asking him for a divorce."
I felt a jolt of surprise. That I had not been expecting. So - the two of them had not simply gone out in college. They were married. Brandon had not merely been a brute of a boyfriend, he was a fully accredited abusive husband.
The knowledge made me feel sorry for Zoey. Yet this was not a situation ripe for pity. Breathing hard, Zoey pulled back a little from Taylor, and the blonde resumed sucking my cock. Zoey sat forward, so that she could close her hand around my shaft while Taylor managed to lick the tip.
For a moment or two, I felt the strange sensation of two women giving their attention to my manhood together - but then I felt Zoey claim sole ownership, grabbing my cock to slide it up and down her moistened slit a few times.
Her hips moved forward and I let out a long, low growl as I felt my hardness enveloped by the intense heat of her pussy, so tight as she sat on me, firmly staking her ownership rights over me. But as Zoey gyrated her hips to slowly fuck me, I felt the strangest little tickle on my cock where it protruded from her. I looked down to see that Taylor was licking Zoey between her thighs as she straddled my cock. I could feel a little of her licking, her little tongue-tip occasionally dancing over my own flesh while spending most of the time on Zoey's.
Riding my hardness, Zoey kept her hands on Taylor's head as though it were the pommel of a saddle on a rodeo horse.
I only wished I had a better view, but it was nevertheless incredible to hear my Zoey moaning and gasping, with Taylor fingering her clit while moving up to suck on the brunette's nipples and fondle her breasts. It wasn't long before a minor orgasm shuddered its way through Zoey's body.
It was one of those moments that was going to stick in my memory for all time, I'd wager.
"Here," I heard Zoey say breathlessly when her shaking finally subsided. Sitting back on my belly, Zoey slipped my cock out of her pussy, and I realized she was talking to Taylor, offering me to her - even holding my cock out for the blonde.
Taylor slipped my slippery shaft back in her mouth, tasting Zoey's juices as she did so - the blonde certainly wasn't squeamish about the whole girl-on-girl thing.
And now, at last, I had the delightful sight of Zoey shifting back toward my head, hoisting herself up to her feet so she could get the perfect position as she sat down again, on my face. I pulled her soaking little white lace panties to the side again, and now her burning hot pussy was touching down on my nose and lips. Heaven.
Craning my neck a little, and protruding my tongue, I tasted her, her delicious juices flowing freely after her recent climax.
Down below, Taylor was no longer content to simply provide oral service - she sat astride my hips, and then my cock was inside her. Her pussy was very wet, and I glided easily within her as she rode me.
This was glorious. Zoey was now taking charge, rubbing herself over me, no longer concerned about my own welfare. I had to snatch my breaths and keep holding her underwear out of the way while I also concentrated on licking and sucking her where I could.
My every sense was saturated by sex and female power. The sound of two young women getting off on my body, using me as they wished - it was so wonderful.