The Things One Can Learn -- Two
(Warning - this post contains graphic content. It is intended for adult audiences only.)
The enchantress?s leg shifted against the fluffy linens, leveraging her torso upward, meanwhile allowing her fascinating skirt to fall to the top of her thighs, fully exposing her panties to their masculine observer. Leaning slightly over her beautiful novice, golden locks tumbling down like fair silk around Kassandra?s visage, she claimed the other girl?s open lips. Cassidy tasted of the finest wild honey, fresh from the comb; sweet, but with that slightly dangerous thrill of knowing that somewhere close by was a sting that could draw blood.
The kiss contained not an ounce of timidness or propriety, in fact, it was downright depraved, heedless of the fact that it may be the novice?s first. Lips and tongue together consumed her mouth, toying and teasing, teeth grazing: a very deep kiss indeed. It stole the her breath, allowing her little opportunity to protest or resist. Soft fingertips found Kassandra?s cheek, lightly lingering there only for a moment before launching upon a trail down the lines of her compelling figure: along her neck and over her shoulder, across her chest, to her breast (lingering there, seeking the sensitive nipple of the right swell beneath its thin veil of satin, urging it to a stiff little point, which she deliciously tormented with a light roll between dainty fingertips).
White hot lightning flashes lanced over her skin in the wake of Cassidy's trailing fingertips, that barely-there sigh suddenly erupting into a clear moaning cry of delighted surprise as her wicked fingers drew a sensitive bud into full alertness, pressing through satin to throb tenderly, each beat of her heart sending flickering electricity from nipple to belly as Kassandra shifted. Her body undulated beside Cassidy's, legs stretching out to flex her toes with that delicious tension that seemed to be winding ever tighter inside as her thighs pressed tightly together, feeling the first seep of intimate desire begin to wet her own panties, adding the scent of her arousal to the air around them.
Their audience shifted forward in his chair, setting his book aside thoughtlessly. Appreciative eyes were glued on the interplay between the women?s lips, on Kassandra?s breasts and Cassidy?s panties.
Cassidy broke the kiss, lustfully tugging with tender teeth at the novice?s plump bottom lip as she withdrew to murmur quietly, warmly: ?Don?t you want to feel it in your own body, Kassandra? We can make you feel...? The fingers that played upon the other woman?s nipple opened into a smooth palm, cupping and lifting the whole of her generous breast, ?...so many wonderful things.?
The dark ripple of Kassandra?s eyes seemed to have darkened further with the unaccustomed storm of lust that had taken hold, touched with just the faintest trace of thrilling fear lacing through her trust. Her back arched, pressing the fullness of her breast into Cassidy's hand even as her own rose from the bed to delve hesitantly into the sensual beauty's wealth of golden tresses. "I am here to learn," was murmured back, hesitant still but growing in confidence as her fingers curled to the contour of Cassidy's neck. "Yours to command ..." Her voice trailed off into a muffled moan as she boldly pressed her lips to Cassidy's once more, the tip of her tongue taking the initiative to taste and explore under Theo's fervent gaze.
When Kassandra rekindled their kiss, the Mage?s mouth was open ever so slightly, immediately and eagerly employing the tasty trifle of her tongue, deepening it, coaxing her with ecstatic energy, unspoken promises of infinitely-more pleasurable possibilities. But the enchantress broke the kiss quickly, her swollen lips withdrawing to resume that wildly enthusiastic smile. The hand at Kassandra?s breast lowered, leaving her half-exposed, tracing another explosively-sweet trail down her stomach and over her novitiate skirt, pausing at her thigh. In the wake of the enchantress' wicked fingertips, the remaining buttons of her shirt seemed to open themselves, the garment falling to pool at her elbows, showing off the innocent contrast of dusky skin with pure white satin.
"Please ..." Kassandra heard herself whimper as Cassidy's lips left hers.
?Spread your legs, Kassandra,? Cassidy whispered with wicked delight, her voice low and roughened by her dizzying desire, ?Let Theo see you.?
Her touch delved between the other girl?s slender thighs, gently urging them apart, only to abandon that pursuit to nudge her skirt upward, fully displaying the novice?s satiny panties to their gentlemanly observer. And before that deft hand withdrew to leave the girl completely open to Theo?s licentious assessment, Cassidy couldn?t resist the barest brush of her fingertips against the apex of her thighs, sensing the hot, sweet dampness through the satin.
?You?re so wet!? the mage gasped in joy, her voice unabashed and appreciative as she murmured, dampening her lips with the pink talent of her tongue. Then, the same hand that had moments ago played upon Kassandra?s body went to work exposing her own, releasing the buttons of her pale pink blouse and revealing the lacy bra beneath. Fragile shoulders shrugged the shirt off, leaving it to pool, discarded, beside them. She kissed her mentee again, a simple brush of her tongue against the other girl?s lips, foreshadowing this small muscle?s prowess.
Kassandra?s eyes widened as she turned her head to look once more at the Mage, drinking in the inviting image she now displayed. Creamy skin seemed to be beg for a touch, the smooth swell of her breasts eager to be released from the suggestive embrace of lace. As that brief kiss was offered to her, Kassandra felt her hand rise from the bed once more, stroking the very tip of her finger down the sensual line of Cassidy's throat to tease along the edge of that lacy prison.
Theo, by this point, had come to stand at the foot of the bed, his regal form still and patient, appreciating the liquid intimacy between the two women. His arousal wasn?t hidden - it pressed eagerly against expensive slacks, an impressive bulge straining to be unveiled.
The seer's eyes reluctantly shifted to meet Theo?s calm gaze. The flush of stimulation darkened Kassandra?s skin as she blushed now, suddenly all too aware that Cassidy was not the only one who could see her, that she was half-lying here, half-undressed, before the hungry eyes of a man whom she knew only through visions of his trysts with the enchantress beside her.
Cassidy?s dark gaze sought the other?s woman?s eyes, and she whispered: ?Is it okay if Theo touches you, too??
"Yes," she whispered, almost eager for the feel of male hands upon her. As much as she enjoyed the enchantress' touch, her visions thus far had been of male and female, and it was this that had piqued her curiosity in the first place.
Lying back, she let her hand trickle teasing fingertips down over Cassidy's stomach, skipping over the gathered skirt at her hips to brush untried caresses along the invitation of her open thighs. Her raven-dark hair pooled behind her head, a dark angel offering more than redemption in a kiss. Lifting her other hand toward Theo, she bit her lip lightly, releasing it to whisper in a voice so husky it did not seem like her own, "Touch me."
Theo?s masculine lips twisted in a roguish smile, his solid palm catching the fingers that seer stretched in his direction, massaging their slender lengths with the flat face of his thumb, bringing them again to his lips in a twisted mockery of the proper greeting they shared earlier. ?Oh, fear not, sweet girl. I will,? he growled against her hand, his dark eyes lecherously reflecting the seductive scene on the bed before him: two women, one light and one dark, curled against each other, sleek thighs hanging provocatively open, exposing beneath the schoolgirl skirts lust-dampened panties of satin and lace.
There was a freedom in the helplessness Kassandra now felt, caught between the desires of two such desirable beings, buffeted by her own burgeoning sense of the sexual. As Theo's lips pressed to the trembling ripple of her fingers, her thumb rose to touch against his mouth, wanting to feel the difference of his lips, the roughness of shaven skin against her own. Theo?s tongue subtly ran along his lips, moistening them in anticipation, as he released the novice?s palm.
?Cassidy,? he instructed with calm authority, ?Show Kassandra just how talented you are.?
Kassandra did not wait for the order to be given to her mentor, pulling her arms from her shirt to let it slide from the bed in a crumpled heap. At the same time, a thrilled, obedient nod bobbed the blond Mage?s lovely head, and she sat up, shifting her sleek, half-naked form onto hands and knees, moving to crouch over the reclining seer and urging her to lay back upon the pillows with another lingering assault of her lips. The novice submitted willingly, laying back as her hands fell from their former pursuits to smooth over the warm curve of Cassidy's shoulders and down into the hollow dip of her spine. After initiating this devastatingly-delicious distraction, the enchantress?s deft fingers tugged at Kassandra?s satin panties, urging her *** to lift from the bed enough to pull them off of her slender hips, revealing the warm treasures nestled between those smooth, shuddering thighs.
Lost in the fiery caress of lips and tongue, the novice barely noticed how that single garment was slipped away.
The kiss broke, Cassidy?s eyes burning with her own intense arousal, molten chocolate, her breath trembling as she retreated to pull the panties down enticing lengths of legs, finally sitting back on her own heels as she liberated the lingerie, balled the moist, sleek material, and tossed them playfully to Theo, who expertly caught and tucked them into his jacket pocket before divesting himself of the garment, moving to lay it, with Kassandra?s long-forgotten cloak, upon the back of a chair. He began to loosen his tie, eyes locked on the carnal interplay between the women.
Meanwhile, Cassidy, who was perched prettily between Kassandra?s ankles, began creeping back upwards, her hands running eagerly along the insides of bronzed thighs, nudging them outward, spreading them and exposing the drippingly-delicate fold of her ***. Fingers paused at this junction, delving between the plump outer lips in a long caress that engulfed the novice in a tempest of desire, a throbbingly-hot ache that intensified as her mentor?s delicate fingers parted her, revealing her most intimate of untouched places. The jewel hidden within velvet ached to be touched, to be tasted, and though she did not know what to expect, Kassandra did not think she would be left wanting.
She was right.
Cassidy?s form crouched low, her ass held high in the air as her head dipped between sleek thighs, and Kassandra felt the velvety prod of her tongue lapping at the moisture dripping from her unopened orifice, caressing the threshold of that starved portal, licking and tasting her feminine sweetness.
As Theo shrugged off his shirt, his eyes shifted to Kassandra?s lovely countenance, watching her expression carefully as the enchantress nuzzled her ***.
He idly adjusted the painfully-stiff erection, loosening his belt and pants enough to draw it free, allowing it?s disarming length to unfold, his hand pumping it several times as he observed. ?Very good, girls,? he murmured encouragingly.
The tip of Cassidy?s tongue lapped upward, finding that small knot of nerves and massaging it eagerly, her slick saliva mixing with Kassandra?s arousal, and she moaned, her own panties soaked now, her own body throbbing with desperate desire. Answering the cry, Theo?s free hand pulled those lacy little underthings halfway down her thighs, exposing the enchantress?s bare lips -perfectly smooth, void of any hint of fur or curls- beneath the luscious curve of her ass. Her body dripped its desire down her thighs, and as she sucked and toyed with Kassandra?s ***, she desperately wished that her tutor fill her with his fingers, or his ***. But he didn?t.
Instead, he circled around the women, embedding his fingers in Cassidy?s tresses and gently lifting her head from between the novice?s thighs, guiding her plump, cum-glistening lips to the wide head of his alarmingly-large instrument, and the Mage obliged him, hungrily stretching her lips around his girth, moistening that solid length. He drew her head forward, urging her to swallow more of him, slowly, slowly, until Cassidy consumed him to the base, the long rod venturing down her throat and sealing her breath. A moment later, he swiftly withdrew, dripping with her saliva, allowing her to gasp for the air she had been briefly denied.
Kassandra panted softly, her head tilted back to watch as the mage took the veined length of flesh offered to her deep between her lips, fascinated by what she saw. "So big ..." she murmured, drunk with desire, unable to keep from imagining what it would be like to be Cassidy in that moment, and yet also unable to keep herself from reaching toward the enchantress. Her fingertips grazed the dripping well nestled at the apex of her mentor's thighs, curiosity lifting those fingers to her lips to taste the enchantress on her tongue.
Releasing Cassidy, Theo moved to cradle Kassandra?s head, lifting it slightly from the pillows as he leaned down to kiss her, his mouth larger, rougher, different-tasting than the enchantress?s. ?Are you sure you want this?? he asked between kisses. ?Tell me how much you want it.?
Her hand rose to curl at his jaw as he kissed her, mesmerised by the sheer enthusiasm both showed in their touching and tasting. Was she sure? Could she vocalise how very sure she was that this was what she wanted? Did she even know where to begin? From the moment Kassandra had knocked on the door to this den of iniquity, her world had been ruthlessly uprooted and spun about, until she didn't know up from down, left from right ... right from wrong. But this couldn't be wrong, could it? It felt ... there were no words to describe how it felt, only that there was a sense of rightness about this unexpected, wondrous encounter that was shooting her consciousness high into the stars that wheeled above them.
"I ... Sweet Apollo, please do not stop," she begged them both between offering up her lips to the one, her hands to the other. "Please ... I need to know ... I want ... I need you ... both of you, now, please. I will do anything, do not leave me like this ..."
Kassandra?s feverish pleas intensified the pressure of Theo?s kiss, his mouth mauling her tender lips, sweetly abusing them as the languid pace of the seduction began to be overcome with the undeniable urge to conquer. While the seer moaned and writhed beneath the rough masculine attention, the rest of her clothing was being gently removed by expert feminine hands, leaving her lithe body bare and defenseless against their exquisitely lustful barrage. For a moment, the touch of the soft, smaller hands vanished, but little opportunity for questioning was offered, for Theo?s mouth was relentless, his larger fingers dipping between her lewdly-spread thighs to resume the caresses that Cassidy?s mouth had abandoned, dampening his fingertips with a long caress around her achingly-empty, still-virginal slit before returning to gently massage that sensitive little point, coaxing her to higher, deeper ecstasy, coaxing her to madness.
Caught between the rough domination of Theo's kisses and the tender work of Cassidy's hands, Kassandra was barely aware of the cooler air on her flushed skin, of the lack of barriers to protect her innocent form as she allowed instinct to ride her, scratching her nails through Theo's hair as she tried to emulate his kisses. A clear and resounding cry of exquisite delight was torn from her throat as his fingers found the aching nub of her desires, her hips jerking toward his touch in an unspoken plea for more.