long enough to make them feel better, then sent them on their way. Tonight was the test for her. She was terrified that she would love these men and still not feel the connection she would need.
“No sweetie, I need you to tell me.” He growled and demanded an answer from her.
“Steve!” she yelled, exasperated that this man was demanding so much from her. She needed an orgasm!
“Just tell me what you want. It"s not hard is it?” He teased her licking lightly over her slit as the juices began to gather again. He could tell the thought of voicing her desires was uncomfortable, yet exciting.
Calli pulled an arm over her eyes and groaned, trying to think what the hell he wanted.
Why couldn"t he be like most men? Finally, she threw caution to the wind and whispered very quietly, “Fuck me with your tongue.”
“What was that?” He said smiling at the crude way she talked. He knew it was uncomfortable for her, but Jolly and him both liked to talk like that, so she needed to get used to it. They could whisper in a woman"s ear and almost get her to have an orgasm just by telling them what they wanted to do to her.
“God damn it, fuck me with your tongue.” She withdrew her arm and leaned up to look him right in the eyes and demand he give her what she wanted. “Do not stop this time unless you want a black eye either, mister. Make me come!” Steve shoved his tongue into her opening, which caused her to arch her back off the bed.
He loved to use his tongue to bring a woman to orgasm, feeling her vaginal walls clenching, drawing him in, was a huge turn on for him. He used one hand to hold her up so he could get into her cunt deeply and used the other hand to tease her clit, while he fucked her with his mouth. In and out, he had worked her into frenzy and then paused before she could complete the final journey. She growled and pushed her cunt to him demanding he finish the job, but he waited again until she vocalized what she wanted.
“You mother fucker, if you stop again I will kill you! Fuck me!” She screamed and he latched on to her clit before she was done, sending her spiraling. She fucked his mouth, pushing his face against her mound. Finally, she fell onto the mattress when she had drawn everything she wanted from him, but he was far from being done. They may have to wait for Jolly to have sex, but he could pleasure her for hours anyway. He wanted to make sure this woman knew who she belonged to without a shadow of a doubt. He crawled up her body kissing and nipping her skin. He spent time on each of her breasts, sucking one of the nipples hard into his mouth, pinching and twisting the other nipple in the same way. Before long, he had her writhing beneath him again.
He slipped his hand down, and pushed one finger inside her and began to fuck her with his fingers. He set a fast pace, but did not touch her clit, knowing it would push her over again; he wanted to draw out the passion. Calli was groaning and trying to move herself so he would reach her clit. She started yelling at him again, telling him what she wanted and Steve smiled against her breast. Thinking by the time Jolly was out of the hospital he would have her trained, Jolly would be in heaven. The other man was always so worried he would hurt a woman, he held back doing what would bring them both pleasure, so it always fell on Steve to do it. Not that he really cared, he just refused to have Jolly afraid to touch Calli in this relationship, they both needed to be able to be with her.
“Steve, harder and faster.” She pleaded and cried “Come On,” over and over. He changed the speed to faster then slower, driving her back into frenzy. He worked and worked her nipples until they were so hard Calli was crying when he just brushed his fingers over the tip. Finally, he pulled his fingers out of her, flicked her clit and she came screaming his name. She collapsed against the bed, and Steve grinned and then pressed her clit again harder, she