The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Fires of the Ifrit - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Fires of the Ifrit

... your ass.” Fumi thought that sounded fun. So she shoved her sweatpants down her sleek thighs. She knelt and pointed her ass at her wife. Fatima fell to her knees, her hands on Fumi's butt-cheeks, spreading them apart, her tongue darting in to rim Fumi's ass. “Oh, that's nice,” Fumi panted as her wife licked her asshole, swirling about the puckered sphincter before wiggling her tongue inside. “How kinky,” Phillipa smiled as she walked by. “You two have fun. I need to pick up some nice nipple weights and a paddle. And maybe a clit clamp. Britney and I didn't grab any when we left the house.” “Wow, those two are wild,” Fatima giggled as she pressed the anal beads against Fumi's asshole. “You ready?” “Oh, yes,” she purred. She shoved the first bead in, so tiny it didn't have any problems, just stretching her open enough to feel nice. Then the second bead passed through, spreading her open. Fumi groaned with the third one, and the fourth one felt nice as it popped in. Her bowels clung to the beads as they worked deeper, rippling through her. She leaned against the shelf, Fatima pulling them out, then shoved them back in. Her juices trickled out of her pussy, filling her nose with that wonderful scent of lilies. Fatima's lips kissed between her thighs, moving to her pussy. “Oh, yes!” Fumi gasped as Fatima's tongue found her pussy, swiping through her lips. “You delightful slut.” Fatima giggled. “I just love licking my wife's pussy. So tasty.” She pulled the anal beads out then ...

... shoved them deep into Fumi's ass, a fifth and sixth beads popping in this time. “I'm so full!” Fatima giggled into her pussy, tonguing her clit as she worked the beads faster and faster through Fumi's bowels. Her wife knew how to pleasure her, and wonderful trembles passed through Fumi's body, bringing her closer and closer to her release. “Harder! Fuck me harder, Fatima! They're so wonderful! We're taking these with us!” “You're going to have to use them on me sometime!” “I will! You'll love them!” A small burst of pleasure trembled through her, a tiny orgasm giving her taste of the explosion that was brewing. Fatima nibbled on her clit, then sucked harder, slamming the anal beads in and out of Fumi's ass. It was so wonderful every time one of those beads popped out of her ass before they slammed back in, spreading her open, filling her up. She arched her back, pushing her pussy down on Fatima's hungry mouth as her pleasure peaked. “Fatima!” she gasped. “I'm cumming! Drink it! Drink my passion!” Fatima noisily swallowed the flood of pussy juices that burst from Fumi's cunt as her ass squeezed down on the thrusting anal beads, adding more and more waves of pleasure to her rippling orgasm. The shelf shook as she swayed and moaned. And then the pleasure passed. “You two are having fun,” Kyle laughed. “I could smell you across the store.” Fumi grinned. “Were you drawn to my irresistible pussy?” “Definitely.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kyle pulled Fumi to him, his cock throbbing ...