Emma cleans up and comes back into the bedroom. Connie's garter and stockings are removed, and she tells Emma to come over, so she can do the same to her. Donald just watches this intimate gesture of Connie slowly taking off Emma’s fishnets. They are now both totally nude, and Donald fully dressed.
“Come along ladies, lunch has just been served. I know it is a little late, but it does seem like you were both preoccupied,” Donald says laughing.
Emma realizes that she and Connie will be having their meal nude while Donald remains dressed. And in some ways, she likes this as she does so want to keep looking at Connie’s exquisite body without comparing it to Donald who she so desires.
They arrive at the kitchen and Emma is somewhat relieved that there are no signs of her butt plugs. She blushes as she realizes she does not want Connie to know what is expected of her at most meals.
There are three steaming plates of broiled fish with a lemon and wine sauce with a side of rice and a lovely salad. Karen or Julie must have just left for it to be this hot and ready for them. Donald sits where he always does at the head of the table, with Emma next to him on his right. Now the normal thing would have been to have Connie’s place set opposite Emma’s on Donald’s right, but it is placed on the other side of Emma.
Throughout the meal as they chat as nothing has just happened, nor that Emma and Connie are nude in front of Donald, Emma feels Connie’s hand running up farther and farther on her thigh to her cunt. And on the other side, Donald is doing the same.
Emma suddenly feels both their fingers playing in her cunt. One is brushing and polishing her clit making it swell and harden; the other’s fingers are up into her vag pressing at her g-spot and dancing in her cavern. She is shaking all over from this dual attention.
Donald tells her to keep eating, as they both are with their other hands. Emma tries but the jolts running through her body makes this hard. She is finally able to finish her meal in time for her to cry out as the climax washes over her whole body from this intense attention.
As they both take their fingers away, Donald lifts her napkin and wipes her lips and the perspiration which has formed on her upper lip. He leans and kisses her. “Did you enjoy that Emma?” he asks her.
“Yes, sir, thank you both so much. That was rather passionate,” she replies and kisses Donald first, and then Connie to show her gratitude.
She feels the wetness between her legs, but Emma just enjoys the sensation.
Donald tells them it is time for them to get back to the bedroom. “Emma, you must now show Connie your appreciation of what she did for you earlier by doing the same to her,” Donald states.
Oh my, could she actually do all that to another woman? She did so love sucking Connie’s boobs, but could she touch and lick her down there? 'This is now really going to a new place,’ Emma thinks before she demurely replies to Donald, “Yes, sir, if that is what you expect of me.”
Donald just smiles at her as he helps her stand, and then she walks in front of Donald and Connie, each with a hand on one of her cheeks down the hall. What a unique feeling for her, especially considering what is expected of her when they reach her room.
Donald again sits in the chair as Emma sees the sheets have been changed to now a pale green silk sheet. Connie climbs on the bed and tells Emma to come lay beside her. She kisses Emma deeply to help her collect herself.
“Now, dear, take as much time as you need to work down my body, suck my nipples as much as you like as you seem to enjoy that before you move on down. You will do fine, I am sure,” Connie tells Emma quietly.
Emma is grateful for these words and begins to kiss her again, then work to her neck licking and kissing and sucking, then to the nap of her neck and down between Connie’s breasts. Then she does take her time sucking each nipple to full hardness as she kneads and squeezes the breasts. What she had thought were such firm breasts are soft and lovely to play with.
She lays her head on one as a spongy cushion as she sucks on the other. She hears Connie moan in delight at her attention. Connie even strokes her hair and the back of her neck as she does. Encouraged this way, Emma begins to venture down, licking along Connie’s stomach taking in her wonderful scent. Partly her perfume, but more her animal lust scent coming from her already.
At Connie’s belly button she plays with it some, putting off for just a bit what is ahead to build up her courage.
“Go ahead, dear, you can do it,” Connie tells her.
So, laying her head on Connie’s belly, looking down, she lifts her hand to Connie’s inner thighs and spreads them some. She takes her time rubbing the thighs, working closer and closer to Connie’s wonder spot tentatively.
Her fingers finally touch Connie’s outer lower lips. They are wet already. She plays with them some squeezing them to make them begin to swell before she finally, taking a deep breath, moves her fingers into Connie’s wet and waiting slit.
The softness of it and the wetness is so inviting. Something Emma never knew she would like so.
Now, remember, Donald has not let her play with herself at all really since she did that first time, and that time she really did not touch herself that much as she was unsure what to do. So she has never really felt a soft, wet, warm pussy before.
It is rather an enjoyable experience. She runs her fingers up and down Connie’s slit as she moans from Emma’s initial attention. Emma presses two fingers up into Connie’s vag and searches for that spot that Donald has hit, and Connie earlier which makes her so happy. The g-spot.
She searches with her fingers all around. Connie realizes what she is trying to do so coaches her where to touch, “A little to the left, now up a little, over a little more, there, there, press there.” And Connie gives out a howl letting Emma know she has found the right place.
Emma presses her there over and over and brings the fingers of her other hand to wet and rub Connie’s clit as she does. Connie continues to cry and yell with passion and then comes hard. When she has, Donald tells Emma she is doing a good job now. She just smiles back at him for his encouragement.
She knows what she must do now, but first, she brings her sticky fingers to her mouth and licks them to know the taste. She has tasted her own cum when Donald has encouraged her to, but this now is a slightly different taste, making her realize every woman’s smell and taste of lust is a little varied. Emma wonders if it is the same for men’s sperm too.
Emma moves between Connie’s legs for the inevitable. She lowers her head and begins to kiss and lick Connie’s inner thighs. They are so much softer and somewhat fleshier than Donald’s.
She licks, sucks and kisses them both over and over, willing herself to move closer to where she must go. She moves around the target area and back near the mons and licks and sucks around it some first. She does get her first real taste of Connie’s juices there as they are covered in her wetness.
Bolder now, she moves down and takes the first glistening outer lip in her mouth to suck on as Connie had hers. She tastes more of Connie’s juices and begins to accept the taste. She moves and does the same to the other lips. Finally, she spreads them and in front of her now is Connie’s full and blossoming flower.
Emma dips her head and licks fully up Connie’s slit from down near her asshole all the way up to her clit and above. Then back down again. She chokes a little swallowing what she has collected in her mouth, but edges on. Up and down the slit she goes, until she feels bold enough to stick her tongue up into Connie’s vag. She tries to press in as far as she can, and then twirl it some.
Connie has been softly moaning as Emma licks her slit, but when Connie feels Emma’s tongue enter her vagina, she cries out again. For a first timer, Emma is doing a rather good job Connie thinks.
Emma moves her tongue up the slit again to land on Connie’s clit which she sucks and sucks at. Her fingers find there way back into Connie’s vag and her g-spot to press against it as her tongue works on the clit.