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slick stone into the writhing blonde even as her
other hand thrust the jade into Nassa.
Twin cries of pleasure rose to the ceiling.
Mindful of Nassa and Coroh s undulating hips
and eager lips, Adita set the rhythm, thrusting the
cocks into the women at the same time. She
inhaled the intoxicating musk of her ladies bliss
and gave herself over to the fragrance. Adita
began building, the thrusting becoming faster,
deeper, her fingers soon bathed in the juices of the
lavish, twin feasting. Adita s own cunt, well oiled
with desire, wanted to be stroked, filled, fucked.
She pressed against the women, her hips sliding
against their sides with the rhythm she set with
the stone cocks. Adita panted with them, small
groans and whimpers escaped her throat as Coroh
and Nassa began to growl and buck. Sweat
trickled down between Adita s breasts, her
stomach rubbed against her ladies, oiled with their
mingled perspiration. Dark splotches patched the
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silk sheets.
Still faster, the stone cocks hammering into
Nassa and Coroh under Adita s power, tongues
lapping, the sound of groaning and suckling
almost masking the high-pitched cry that
penetrated the frenzy.
Nassa sang out, her usually sedate tones
replaced by a scream of complete ecstasy, and
Coroh s song soon joined it.
Adita pumped the phalluses deep into them,
then three perfect, prolonged slides, twisting the
cocks just a little at the end, and hard shudders
overwhelmed both women. Howls, squeals, the
rhythm of their hips completely unmanageable,
the women came together, panting and
murmuring against each other s pussy, Nassa s
legs shaking with the force of the matched
orgasms.
Adita held the cocks, sweetly twisting them
inside until both women did nothing but sigh and
tremble. Nassa collapsed on Coroh, and Coroh s
arms circled the dark haired woman for a
moment, then fell limp against the soaked sheets.
She withdrew the cocks carefully, her breath
barely filling her lungs. She wanted so much to
shove one or both of them into her own
overheated pussy, but instead she set them on the
sheets, freeing her hands to stroke her ladies hair.
She smiled as she rested back on her heels, staring
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at the two women, her mind filled with desire, but
also with understanding.
Nassa smiled at Adita, her face perfect, sated
and relaxed. Now, mistress, let us give you
pleasure.
A bolt of electricity shot through Adita, straight
to her slick pussy. She had no doubt her ladies
could please her beyond words, and with
temptation sweet upon her tongue, Adita slowly
shook her head.
Oh my dears, you have given me great
pleasure, and more importantly, great
understanding. I very much want to play, want to
feel your lips and tongues all over me, want your
hands upon those beautiful toys as you use them
on me. I want that all, as does Zenthe, but it is not
our time, not yet. Adita leaned over and kissed
Nassa on the head, then moved over and kissed
Coroh on the forehead.
But it will be, my dears. It will be soon. You
have given to me the gift of remembering what it
is like to give pleasure to another selflessly, and
what it is to know the thrill of desire without the
pressure of failure. I know you don t understand,
my dear, sweet ladies, but you have given to me a
great gift.
Adita moved off the bed, looking at her two
ladies, love for them filling her soul. Stay, relax,
Adita grinned. Play some more. I will be at the
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Cup.
Adita slipped quietly across the cool marble
floor of her chamber. She took her robe as she
slipped out the door and into the night.
So ready to meet Zenthe s will, whatever it
might be.
* * * *
Casmin passed his journey west most pleasantly
in the company of Rivah and her servants. Each
long day s journey brought new delights as he
explored the frontiers of pleasure in the narrow
confines of the coach. One entire day was passed
with Casmin tasting each of the girls sweet
pussies in delicious turn, with Rivah acting as a
kind of timekeeper, telling him when to finish
each delightful meal. The next day, the girls
returned the favor and Casmin came four times,
each harder and more intense than the time
before, each lick and suckle on his cock a
testament to the exquisite talents of Zenthe s
priestesses.
One of the black-haired handmaidens, whose
name was Delitte, was particularly adept with her
lips and tongue, and she held Casmin s cock in her
mouth for nearly an hour, after he had already
come three times. She slowly suckled him, the hot
friction of her teeth and palette lovingly cradling
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him as she teased the sensitive head, gently at
first, then more insistently until even a noodle
would have stiffened and swollen.
Rivah s eyes shone with fierce pleasure when
Casmin squirmed in the carriage seat and his lips
turned upward in a crazed smile. She pushed
Delitte aside and the black-haired girl could not
stifle a sigh of disappointment when Rivah took
her place. The First Priestess mouth knew
Casmin s cock well and she took him in to the hilt,
letting her teeth just massage the most tender
places as she passed over them. Casmin had been
drained almost a dozen times in four days and
though he had been suckled dry three times
already that day, Delitte s talented lips had
brought him erect again.
Now Rivah would finish the job, but like their
complex relationship, she would be in control. In
places, his shaft was scraped almost raw from the
sweet friction of so much fucking, and Rivah was
merciful, her tongue as gentle as a whisper, and as
insistent as a plea. Heat and motion blazed a trail
of sensation all the way from his backbone to the
base of his skull. Waves of amazing pleasure
coursed through him as she pulled his prick in
and out of lips red as strawberries. The girls
flanking him stroked and kissed his arms and
chest until all he felt was the mouths and hands of
women, all he smelled was the musk and perfume
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of their bodies, and all he heard was their laughter
and sweet sighs.
Head back on the carriage seat, Casmin
thrashed and glanced out the carriage window at
the passing land. For a moment, his senses
registered a dancing blue light, as though the
world had turned to aquamarine, then Rivah
suckled a little harder, reclaiming his full
attention, and she pumped him steadily, in and
out, between the pillows of her sweet mouth, lips
full as sunrise, her tongue undeniable in its thirst.
Casmin came again, the blue light suddenly
everywhere, filling the carriage, turning the
golden flesh of the ladies to pearl, and the azure
and the gold and the pale perfection of their skin
became the very colors of ecstasy.
He closed his eyes enjoying every second of the
orgasm, until she released his cock with a final,
promising kiss on the worn red head. She
chuckled softly as she took to her seat across from
him.
Still sweet, my love. Rivah s triumphant
smile crumbled as Delitte turned her attentions
away from Casmin to Rivah s exposed swollen
breasts. The black-haired priestess eagerly suckled
at Rivah s nipples and soon, another of the
priestesses moved to between Rivah s legs. She
kissed up Rivah s thighs until all Casmin saw was
the back of her head moving and all he heard were
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Rivah s sighs of pleasure. Transfixed, Casmin
watched the priestesses please Rivah with mouth
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