The Battered Lamp Chapter Fifteen: The Wish of the Warrior - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Fifteen: The Wish of the Warrior

... appreciation at her heavy curves topped with fat, dark-red nipples. Rachel's hands immediately went to her kitten's tits, squeezing her flesh, then buried her face between them, motor-boating those lush melons. “Wonderful!” she gasped. “They're as silky and amazing as I always dreamed.” “Thank you.” “Mistress,” Rachel corrected. “Mistress,” nodded Hannah, flushing again, her hands going to the fastener of her skirt, the black cloth dropping about her slim hips. Her panties were thick and boring. She pushed them down her hips, revealing the curve her pale ass before her panties dropped down her legs, bunching around her knees. “Gorgeous,” groaned Kyle. “I need more,” whispered Aaliyah. “My pussy's on fire.” Kyle found the snap of her jeans, popped it, pulled her zipper down exposing her lacy, yellow panties—Aaliyah's favorite color—and shoved his hand down them, pressing through her smooth flesh to find her hot, damp hole. She gasped as he shoved two fingers in her warm depths, grinding his palm into her clit as he worked in and out of pussy. Aaliyah moaned her appreciation, fisting his cock faster. “Beautiful,” Rachel nodded, pulling away, licking her lips. “What a gorgeous kitten. Now undress me.” “Yes, Mistress.” “Kittens don't talk.” Rachel reached around and slapped her ass, the cheeks jiggling. “Oh, yeah,” groaned Kyle. “Meow.” “Oh, that's delightful,” cooed Aaliyah. “I need to make Teleisia do that.” Kyle had a flash of his wife's Black concubine on her knees meowing ...

... as she licked at Aaliyah's pussy. His cock ached harder. He needed more than his wife's hand. He pulled his hand out of her pussy and yanked her jeans down. Aaliyah lifted her hips, wiggling to help him work the skinny jeans and panties down her thighs, exposing that beautiful pussy he loved. She kicked them off, lying back on the couch, Kyle pushing his jeans and boxers down as he settled in between their thighs. They were both watching the new lesbian Domme playing with her kitten. Hannah worked Rachel's buttons as fast as her own, and Rachel's blouse soon joined Hannah's, then her bra, revealing a pair of smaller, though just as lovely, breasts. Hannah darted in and, meowing, gave a playful lick at Rachel's right nipple. “Oh, you wonderful kitten!” “Meow!” Hannah's tongue swiped again, circling the left nipple, then sucking the nub into her lips. Kyle buried into Aaliyah's dripping pussy. They both groaned as he sank into her, humping their hips together. Kyle rested his cheek on Aaliyah's, fucking his wife as they watched Hannah kneel, tugging Rachel's skirt off her hips then the lacy thong she had concealed beneath her conservative skirt. “All kitten's need their cream,” purred Rachel, guiding her submissive to her dripping pussy. “Meeeoooow!” hissed Hannah before burying her face into Rachel's smoothly shaved twat. Kyle just caught flashes of pink tongue disappearing into dark-pink flesh. “Yes!” groaned Rachel, grabbing a handful of her slaves brunette curls and forcing ...