I wanted to come. “Not yet.”The kiss ended. The next thing that startled me was the mouth now taking a nipple between its teeth, sucking it in and...out while pinching it with teeth. I was now whimpering; it was so erotic – I was literally on fire with lust. I could feel my knees go weak; the wrist straps held me up. I could feel my pussy pulsing. “Oh Sarah, you should see how wet Ellen is; the insides of her thighs are slick.” Hearing this just made me want it more. “Please” “Not yet.”Hands. I got down behind her and lifted her dress. She wasn’t lying. I played with her clit for a few seconds and looked at my hand. It was dripping wet. I slid my fingers back down below and played with her clit until she came. “ Please, “ she begged. I placed the head of my dick on the entry of her juicy hole. She was already moaning before I stuck it so I gave her what she wanted. I teased her, sticking the head of my cock in and slowly penetrating with just a few inches. She moaned and praised me. ”As one, they reached their arms out and entangled in a passionate embrace, their tongues exploring even deeper into one another’s mouths. Grace pulled her skirt above her hips and began to grind her pussy into Ellie’s. Her actions were erratic, their clits only making contact occasionally, but the drive to experience the current every time they touched excited them just as much. Grace pulled Ellie’s hands to her chest. Ellie was inexperienced, that much was sure, but it felt good to have. By the time I was 13, this was a familiar game, but on Thanksgiving Uncle Dan had been drinking, Aunt Karen had invited her friend to dinner and the whole day was a fiasco with her flaunting her lesbian lover in his face and him getting angrier and drunker. At dinner we all sat down and as usual I was dressed in all that Uncle Dan allowed me to wear, a cotton dress with nothing underneath. While we ate Uncle Dan had pushed the carving knife toward me across the table. I kept glancing at him,.