Virginia, Giselle and Autumn's Pas de Trois:
Unfinished Pleasure, Act Three (Chapter 15)
Howdy, my little
chickadees! It's your friendly freelance country girl Giselle here, filling in
for our familiar, freckle-faced narrator while she snoozes sweetly in the arms
of our adorable Autumn.
I have risen with the
sun, and the Zinnia-shaped layer of our slumber sandwich has already peaced-out to Goddess knows where, leaving me an
unobstructed view of my venerable Virginia. I'm so proud of her blossoming into
this paragon of polyamory with such aplomb – first with Autumn, then Annabelle,
Zinnia, our nameless nymphet from yesterday, and soon, Hannah. I know she gives
me all the credit for being her guiding light in all things
d'amour, but in truth it's her bright-eyed, open-hearted spirit that
really inspires me to spread my wings.
I place a tender kiss
on her brow and go to grab a quick shower. Back in the guest room, I'm tying
the belt on my purple satin robe when I spy Zinnia out the window greeting the
new dawn in her plaid flannel jammies and a mug of coffee in her hand. Stealing
downstairs for a cup myself, I ascertain that we're the only ones awake, and I
head out to join my forbidden heart's desire in the backyard.
Far off in the
distance, Zinnia lies on her stomach facing away from me with her heavenly bare
feet kicking up and down. I approach casually, the springy grass feeling cool
and fresh against my own naked soles. Doubling over at the waist, I lick her pretty pink foot from toe to heel as I stride past.
Zinnia giggles, "Good
morning, auntie!"
I settle down on the
lawn just in front of her and find that she's busy applying black nail polish
to her fingernails.
"Best morning, you
mean."
"Oh? How so?"
I take a slow,
sensuous sip of my coffee.
"You're here...I'm
here...everyone else is asleep..."
"You want to do
THAT...out HERE??"
I smile and smooth
Zinnia's auburn tresses.
"Making love outdoors
is...magical. It's how I've always pictured it."
"You've...thought
about...being with me...that way?"
"Of course..." I
affectionately brush my fingertips under her chin and stroke my thumb against
her cheekbone. "You're my precious little miracle."
The full extent of
her sexy braces is on display in Zinnia's splashy, wide grin, and her arms
circle my waist as her head snuggles into my lap.
We breathe together
for a moment until Zinnia reveals, "I always believed my infatuation was
one-sided and you've just been humoring me."
"I wouldn't lead you
on like that..."
Zinnia looks up at me
with those irresistible aquamarine eyes.
"So, why didn't we do
this two years ago?"
"You were so young..."
"But I was ready."
"I know, darling. I
wasn't."
Zinnia considers her
next question.
"So, what's changed?"
A warm, fuzzy feeling
washes over me and I cast my gaze down with a mischievous smirk.
"Virginia?" Zinnia
asks.
My eyes meet hers
again and I nod.
"She sure has a knack
for broadening one's horizons, that's for sure. She had me playing with myself
in front of her five minutes after we met!"
"That's my girl! She
just...makes everyone around her their best selves. She's so...free."
My lip quivers and a
couple of tears fall.
"I love seeing you in
love. I was so jealous at first when mom came home waxing lyrical over
Virginia, but now that I know her, I feel so..." Zinnia dissolves into giggles.
"What a blessing that
we both have special girls now in our lives who make us melt instantly, and one
of them we have in common. It was always meant to be this way."
She looks upon me for
a moment with all the love in the world.
"You'll always be the
first who made me feel like this."
"Oh, Zinnia..." We both
are on the verge of tears and I lean over to place a
small kiss between her eyebrows. She giggles and burrows her nose into the
silken fabric of my dressing gown.
"You smell so good..."
Zinnia's feline fingers pry my robe open. "You're still blonde down here! I
miss you as a blonde..."
Zinnia ensconces
herself in my vulva as easy-breezy as can be. Were I
to close my eyes – which I daren't lest I miss a
millisecond of my longest admirer's maiden muff munching – I'd swear that I was
being attended to by a sophisticated Sapphic artiste with years of practice.
The curious calm she brings to our coupling quiets the qualms I've harbored
over corrupting a child I've known her entire life. Clearly her avowed aptness
wasn't presumptuous posturing and my heart bursts with pride over Zinnia's
innate intimate intricacies. This poise must be part heredity and part
upbringing for it's the same unflappable nature that I've always been so drawn
to in Chelsea.
Perhaps her
considered carefulness also stems from an unfounded fear of scraping me with
her braces, when in fact nothing would thrill me more. They felt delightful
against my lips and tongue last night and I can't wait to feel them elsewhere.
Whatever the reason, I am grateful for the genuine gentleness of Zinnia's kind
canoodling with my coochie. Her gracious lips
wonderfully woo my labia for a most unmeasurable spell until the balmiest
orgasm blows through me like a summery breeze.
Zinnia pushes herself
into an upward-facing-dog position to press her gratified grin to mine. From
between her braces, I nip some of the nectar she coaxed from my honey pot, and
we treasure tasting each other's tongues for a bit. Her kisses travel down my
chin and neck, into my cleavage where she nudges aside my robe to reveal my
left breast. Smiling salaciously, she familiarizes herself with this first
feast for her eyes before making a meal of me with her mouth.
As measured as she
was in her muff diving, she is outright manic when faced with my modest mammaries. Her high-spirited tongue takes an
around-the-world tour before endeavoring to climb my pert peak. That arresting
nose I love so much playfully fidgets with my attentive nipple, and she teases
my tit with intermittent quick licks between nuzzlings.
At last, her whole
mouth surrounds my orb and my, oh my, do her braces feel marvelous against my
areola! She gobbles my nipple and jiggles my jug with her undulating jaw. Then
she rocks her head side-to-side, softly squishing into me, sucking sweetly.
A hopeful moan buzzes
across my lips and Zinnia catches the pleading look in my eyes.
"Jeepers, auntie, can
you come like this?"
"Mm-hm...keep going..."
Zinnia's tongue
flutters at my nipple, making my spine arch and tossing my head back. Gripping
the grass and grabbing Zinnia behind the neck, I force her to latch onto my
breast as I come and come and come.
I've no time to
collect my wits before Zinnia completely unties my robe and nibbles her way
down to my tummy, back into my hot little twat. I brazenly straighten my legs,
splaying them wide, and thrust my hips forward to feel her braces on my
innermost folds.
"Oh, so THAT'S how
you like it!" she smiles, slurping my labia between her lips and teeth.
"I like everything!"
I giddily grind
against her gnawing and raise my right foot to sprightly spank her bottom.
Then comes the game
changer...
"Ah, fuck,
YES...ZINNIA!! Chew my clit!! Chew it with your bawdy little braceface...FUCK!!!"
My blow-up bangs into
her mouth and I let loose with a cacophony of sounds that surprise even me.
Zinnia giggles at me,
"Hashtag Noises You're Not Supposed to Make Your Auntie Shout."
I suddenly feel
intensely shy.
"Aww, Giselle...why so
bashful?"
"I get shy sometimes.
Would you rather have a naughty auntie or a demure auntie?"
"Can I have both?"
"Best answer..." I lean
over to kiss my chosen kin.
While doting on
Zinnia's dulcet dimples, a prideful smile grows across my face.
"What?"
"Girl, you were born
to eat pussy!"
A rare blush blooms
in Zinnia's cheeks.
"Well, you would
know! You helped birth me..."
Biting my lip, I let
shyness infuse me again. I scan her blossoming body before prowling predatorily
on hands and knees over her prone physique.
"Where...shall I begin
with you?" Out of the attractive array of goodies, her uplifted foot stands as
the most mouth-watering. "May as well pick up where I left off..."
I fill my lungs with
the scent of her sole, and then I go to town, licking her all over.
"Oh, auntie...you have
no idea how long I've waited to feel your tongue on my feet."
"I believe I have
some idea..." I engulf her three middle toes and vacuum them up like there's no
tomorrow.
"Oh, fuck, that's
hot!!"
My tongue swishes in
between each toe and Zinnia squeals with ticklish laughter. Then I soothe her
by sucking on her toes two-by-two and then one-by-one, taking my own sweet time
with each darling little piggy.
"Mmm...I
love these..." I purr, pawing at her rosy heel. My tongue savors the smoothness
of her ankle and calf as my hands slide up to her hips. Gently guiding her
haunches upward, I rub my cheek against Zinnia's flannel-clad buttocks while my
fingers wander all over her thighs and backside.
Zinnia moans and
delicately lies her head on my bare feet which are fortuitously folded together
in close proximity. She is lulled into a false feeling
of safety, shattered when I yank down her PJs and lavishly lick all around her
bare bottom.
"I see I'm getting
naughty auntie first."
"You always get
naughty auntie to some degree." My tongue draws nearer and nearer to the pink
rosebud of my desire.
Zinnia titters
tensely. "I was warned about this..."
"About what?"
"Your penchant for
ass. That it's addictive."
"By whom?"
"My mom."
"I love how you talk
openly. You two have the best relationship."
"Can we not talk
about my mom while you're...?"
"You brought her up."
"Fair enough."
I probably shouldn't
mention how she and her mother have a similar flavor, so I'll keep that particular kink to myself.
Zinnia goes
completely stiff as I skirt around the edges of her appetizing anus.
"Relax..." I implore,
caressing her legs and back.
"'Relax,' she says,
as my lifelong inamorata prepares to devour my butthole."
I giggle and finally
lay the entire width of my tongue on her tender orifice. Zinnia's whole body
turns to pudding.
I'm loving this
unconventional ass eating angle and I get in a few more licks before I realize I
should check in with my burgeoning Lolita.
"Is this position okay? Or would you like to watch me?"
"It's perfect. I fear
if I see those dreamy blue eyes I'll come too quickly."
"Yeah?" I ask,
smacking my lips. "In no hurry to end your anal ordeal anymore?"
"Nope, I'm a convert.
I want this to go on forever."
"Then I have good
news for you..." I whisper directly into her asshole. "I'm never leaving." And I
drill deeper, producing shivers and more cutesy nervous laughter.
I idle away several
beatific moments moistening her butthole. My young concubine writhes and
whimpers beneath me, eventually murmuring something I most likely wasn't meant
to hear:
"Mommy was right..."
I choose not to
address this disclosure, in spite of how much it turns
me on. Instead, I sink into her supple sphincter and stir up her insides for a
spell.
"Oh, Giselle..."
"Mmm...I
wish I could see your face. You must look adorably lewd."
"So...happy..." Zinnia
whispers.
"Aww, sweetheart...I'm
so glad," I say, slurping up an unladylike swig of spit. "You know, there's
another girl here who loves this almost as much as you seem to..."
"You?"
"Close..."
"Virginia?"
"Yes, well...she's
happiest being the benefactor..."
"June?"
"Goddess help us, what a bunch of anal whores we are. Perhaps, but,
no!"
"Autumn??"
"Yes!"
"She's so cool and
refined, I never would have –"
"She's a straight-up
freak, minus the straight."
"Wow! She's so tiny
and you with your face all up in there...wait, you said Virginia is more of a
giver...does she just eat ass for breakfast, lunch, and dinner?"
"Teatime, coffee
breaks, midnight snack...yeah, pretty much! That is when she's not shoving all
sorts of other things where the sun don't shine..."
"Uh...elaborate?"
"Fingers, forearms,
feet..."
"Forearms?? FEET???"
Poor baby's gonna pop so hard in a second...
"She's our pre-teen
anal queen."
Zinnia vibrates all
over and I hold her fast, trying my best to contain her while also keeping my
tongue in her tush. Her tremors become more extreme so
I glue my lips to her pucker which only prolongs her pleasurable palpitations.
"Geez, Louise, I have
an amazing auntie!"
I can't stop tounging her twitching tidbit.
"You're only just now
figuring that out?"
"Oh, your awesomeness
is common knowledge, I just had no idea how awesome."
My long licks in her
crevice are inching closer and closer to her honey pot.
"Is it gauche that I
was fantasizing about Virginia foot fucking your asshole during my first orgasm
with you?"
"I'm never not
thinking of Virginia, so...no? Dream on, darling..."
Zinnia squeals, "Ahhh, her lithe little limbs stuffing you every which way,
I just can't even..."
And she comes again.
I slip my tongue down
into her dewy labia.
"Oh, Giselle!!"
"Here, don't move..." I
instruct, crawling over Zinnia and swinging around to bring up the rear. "I wanna eat you from behind...is that still doing it for you?"
"Definitely! I feel
so decadent. Except..." With her ear to the ground, she twists her upper body just
in time to see me euphorically tuck into her vagina. "Oh, auntie, you look
positively lovestruck by my lady parts!"
"That's because I
am," and I don't come up for air for several minutes. I'm so grateful she
finally turned her face to me so I can read all her smitten and smutty
expressions with her eyes rolled halfway into her head and the early morning
sunlight gleaming off her glorious brace-filled grin. Giving my tongue a rest
for the most part, I just push my mouth all the way in there and do what I do
best: gingerly drawing her labia and clit in between my lips, I hum merrily
from the fresh flavor of her heretofore untasted pussy, feeling the tickle of
her first crop of pubic hair on my cheeks.
My unhasty
mollycoddling pays off moments later with Zinnia's carefree coming in my mouth.
We sigh together in calm, contented concert until...
"Okay," I say,
flipping her onto her side and whisking her pajama bottoms off her lower legs.
"Naughty auntie is back..."
Propping her left leg
up with my shoulder, I start scissoring all sanity out of my sassy sweetie-pie.
Zinnia's bewildered, blissed out expression is so precious as we crash, smash,
and gyrate our slick cunts into one another. We hump madly, grunting, cussing,
and cackling in manic delight, until I let go of her ankle to lean back on my
palms and let my hips do all the work.
I pivot to peer at
the pretty paw still perched against my clavicle and I proceed to lick her sole
clean.
"Oh, fuck,
Giselle...you're making me so happy!" she cries, detonating into my muff.
I hug her foot to my
face.
"Mmm...I'll
make you as happy as you want, baby..."
I sniff her toes and
exhale orgasmically, shimmying in Zinnia's loins. She
digs her nails into my thighs, bracing me for her restored sustained
shuddering.
Once she catches her
breath, Zinnia looks more relaxed than ever I've seen.
"Ahh...the lesbianing of Zinnia is complete," she declares.
"Not quite..."
I shove Zinnia onto
her back and bounce over to mount her toothy, bracey
smile.
"Oh, my! Mmm..." She drinks down my deliciousness and drives her mouth
deep into my golden carpet. "You're so fluffy! I fucking
love it..."
Her lips and tongue
spiritedly draw circles in my labia with far more confidence than before. I
wantonly squeeze my breasts, beaming with pride over Zinnia's evolving twat
eating technique.
I close my eyes and
turn my face to the sun while Zinnia's tongue firmly and methodically massages
my clitoris. My thumbs and forefingers idly tweak my nipples as I chuckle and
moan in immersive satisfaction.
Rolling my head down
to see my young lover in action, I'm thrilled to discover her bright blue
peepers gazing up at me adoringly.
"So pretty..." I fawn,
running my fingers through her reddish-brown locks.
Zinnia's eyes smile,
growing more and more drunk from my womanly whiskey sliding down her throat. I
tenderly but unflinchingly hold her head in place so she can gulp down every last drop of my unceasing orgasm.
Amidst yummy sounds
and grateful gasps, I grab Zinnia by the underarms to raise her spectacular
sparkly grin to my own so I can sip some of my surplus girly goo from her
braces.
My tongue unfurls
into her warm mouth, sedating the pace of our smooches, and I fiddle with the
second button on her pajama top. Zinnia halts our kissing to look down at my fidgeting
fingers in sweetly smiling anticipation. Playing with the well-loved,
threadbare garment results in the button coming off in my hand.
"Oopsie!" I pocket
the button in my robe while sliding a manicured finger through the opening to
touch her smooth skin.
Then I painstakingly
undo her top button.
"This is one of my
very favorite things..." I confess.
"What is? Flannel?
You've always struck me as a silk girl."
"No, silly...undressing
little girls for the first time."
"Omigosh,
is that why you left this on me so long? I love you, you're such a pervert!"
My face explodes into
a blushing laugh.
"I'm not gonna lie...I simply love young blooming bodies." I unhook
the third button.
"Don't get me wrong,
I'm here for it. I'm blessed to be the beneficiary of your hedonism. We all
are."
I slip both hands
under the fabric to remove her shirt and cup her warm, budding breasts.
"Mmm...now,
where did these cuties come from?"
"Puberty."
"I love them..." I
surround one puffy, pink areola with my lips and the spongy flesh melts in my
mouth. I suck in the whole fledgling teat to try and gauge how big it will
grow.
"These are going to
be huge!" I predict.
"Really??"
"Mm-hm. Not as big as
Hannah's, certainly, but...bigger than mine."
"Yours are perfect,"
Zinnia smiles.
"Sweet-talker..."
I reward her with a kiss before going in for a sample of her other nipple.
"Virginia's gonna go wild for these."
"Yeah?"
"You bet. She loves
boobs in all shapes and sizes."
"How about you? What
do you love?"
"Hmm...I love
everything. But if I have to choose..." I flip Zinnia
upside-down and tuck into her luscious asshole.
She giggles,
"Careful...you're getting predictable."
"Worth it." I
tongue-bathe her perky pucker and rub her creamy thighs. "You have great legs."
"Who, me?"
"You are your
mother's daughter."
"Oh, I'm so sure.
She's a babe-ilicious ballerina and I'm a layabout, but okay, whatever..."
"You're blessed with
good genes."
"Well...thanks."
Zinnia's indigo irises roll back in her sockets. "Uhhhhnnnn...Giselle,
you're going so deep!! How do you still look like a goddess when you're tongue-banging my butthole?"
"I look like a
goddess because I'm tongue-banging your beautiful butthole. You taste so good..."
I dive back in for seconds.
Trusting my sturdy
support of her upended carriage, Zinnia lies her hands above her head and
languidly lolls to the left to sniff her succulent armpit. She lets me get in
several long licks before asking...
"Giselle? Do I still
smell like a pure maiden?"
"You smell
wonderful."
"Oh, I know I do! But
be honest...I reek of virginity."
"Well...you have to save some for the others. We'll have you smelling of
Virginia soon enough."
"Omigosh!
Can't wait!"
"She is my favorite
perfume."
Dark curls from my
messy bedhead fall across my line of sight, obscuring my vision of Zinnia's
defenseless decadence and conjuring the thrilling illusion that my anal
indulgences are originating from some secret sanctum. Her submissive sphincter
succumbs to my lurid lapping and I sense a buzz
building in her buttocks.
"Ohhhhh,
this is what I feared...those effervescent sapphire eyes get me off too fast!"
"Show me. I want to
see how you come..."
"Oh, you're gonna!"
I clamp my feet on
either side of her head like a vice, so Zinnia has no escape from our fixed
gaze. Her eyes and mouth go wide, electrified by the toe-curling intensity of
her third anal climax.
Once her feet flatten
and her hot little bod simmers down, I pull Zinnia up to my chest in a
comforting cuddle, resting my chin atop her head. After a moment, I hear
sniffing and feel the wetness of tears on my bosom.
"Oh, honey..." I
embrace my overcome infatuate tighter.
"So happy..."
I, too, shed a few
tears into Zinnia's hair and we weep softly together, awash with the emotions
of this dream come true.
Zinnia turns her damp
darling face up to me and I plant a dainty kiss on her nose.
She stretches her
arms to the sky, making her nubile physique look so fresh and tasty.
"Mmm...a
great fuck and a good cry; not a bad start to my sex life, don't you think?"
"Seems ideal to me. I
hope it's been all you wished for."
Zinnia tries, and
fails, to suppress a snicker.
"You're...not...serious..."
She rolls onto her back, head in my lap, kicking her feet in the air, giggling
uncontrollably. "I mean, look at you!!"
I do, genuinely
clueless.
"What about me?"
"Oh, Giselle...it's adorable
that you don't recognize your own fabulosity."
I shrug my shoulder
against my cheek: "I wouldn't be me if I did."
"Demure auntie,"
Zinnia smiles. "Was I...?"
"You were..." My lower
lip trembles and a bead of cold sweat races from my temple down my jawbone.
"...perfection."
"Wow...really?"
I nod, sending a
couple of tears flying.
"You're so raring to
go and dauntless, but also...poised and graceful, especially..."
My face turns
crimson.
"OMG, what??"
"...your tongue."
Zinnia blushes too
and spits out a chortle.
"Auntie! I don't
think I've ever been called graceful in my life!"
"Well, you're in your
element now."
She lays my palm
against her bare chest.
"Just feel my heart
racing! You must see that I'm always a giddy nervous wreck around you."
"I know it feels that
way to you, but you always exude the utmost self-assurance with me. How else do
you think nine-year-old you had an all-night make out session with 21-year-old
me?"
"Because you're a
slut?"
"Zinnia! That was all
your instigation. I would never..."
"Oh, no? You were
pretty into it."
"Of
course I was. But...you were my baby."
She hugs me around
the waist.
"I'm always your
baby."
I let a few more
teardrops rain onto Zinnia's cheeks.
"Speaking of sluts..."
I watch one of my tears marry with Zinnia's own.
"Shall we go see what the others have in store for you?"
"Mmm...soon.
I want you to myself for a bit." Then Zinnia's supine body is suddenly
energized. "Hey, let's go for a dip!"
"Okay!"
And we dash down to the swimming hole, barenaked, silly, and free.
(to
be continued...)
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