The Battered Lamp Chapter Thirty-Four: The Prison of the Sheikha - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Thirty-Four: The Prison of the Sheikha

... through the crack, brushing Christy's sphincter. “And rimming you.” Christy moaned around the fat nipple as her concubine's lips kissed and nuzzled at her asshole. Sable's tongue swirled about, then pressed in, worming bit by bit into Christy's tight bowels. The pleasure stirred through her, adding to the savory treat Shannon's milk-laden tits provided. “She is going to town on you, Mistress,” purred Shannon, stroking her fingers through Christy's brunette hair. “Oh, my, she is really loving your ass.” “Uh-huh,” groaned Christy around the concubine's fat nipple. “So good.” She kissed over to Shannon's other tit, eager for more breast milk. A shiver of pleasure ran through her; Sable's finger traced up Christy's inner thigh towards her dripping pussy. “She's such a good slut.” “Thank you,” purred Sable. “I love you so much.” The slut's tongue dived deeper into Christy's ass and her fingers reached Christy's pussy. They were gentle and teasing, stroking up and down Christy's plump, flushed vulva. Christy squirmed, the pleasure swelling inside her. She nursed harder, devouring as much of Shannon's delightful treats as she could, the milk warming her belly. Sable thrust two fingers into Christy's pussy, stirring her up. Christy's sheath clenched about them, the pleasure growing inside her. Sable's tongue swirled through her asshole, the duel pleasures meeting in Christy's core, feeding upon each other. “I'm going to make you cum so hard,” purred Sable, her finger curling, ...

... sliding along the wall of Christy's pussy. Nerves ignited and Christy's body spasmed when Sable found her G-spot. The slut massaged the bundle of nerves, sending waves of pleasure crashing through Christy's body. “Oh, yes!” she moaned, her lips falling away from Shannon's teat as ecstasy roared through her. “Finger me, slut! You're making me cum!” Christy trembled as she knelt, Shannon's hands cupping her face. A dark nipples brushed her lips. She latched on, sucking hard and reveling in the warm milk as her orgasm burned through her. When Sable's finger withdrew, she was left with wonderful bliss. “That was a good cum, Mistress,” purred Shannon. “Umm, I bet you loved that.” “She's going to love the next part,” Sable smiled. Sable rustled behind Christy and the suckling witch wondered what her concubine was up to. But she didn't want to stop enjoying the breast milk. It made her feel so loved and warm. It was hard to worry about the prophecy when she had a nipple between her lips. Something hard thrust into her pussy. Her back arched as her cunt gripped the dildo plunging in. It had three ridges that caressed the inside of her pussy and small bumps that teased her nerves. Sable's hands gripped her hips, the dildo drawing back and slamming in deep. She's wearing a strap-on. Christy moaned, thrusting her hips back into the thrusting dildo. Her pussy squeezed down, the ridges adding such wonderful spice to the strength of Sable's thrusts. Flesh slapped together as Christy worked her ...