Collared & Starving

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Cece sat back in the high-backed chair, thighs spread wide, the short robe fallen open.
Between her legs her pussy looked almost unreal-tiny, perfect, the soft pink folds neat and delicate, already shiny with slick. Her little clit was swollen and flushed, ***king out from under its hood. The heavy, sweet scent of her filled the space between them.
Both of them were already on their knees in front of her.
Elise wore the black leather collar locked tight around her throat, the silver ring glinting.
Mark knelt beside her, broad and solid, eyes lowered, cock already hard and heavy between his thighs. Cece's fingers hooked through the ring on Elise's collar and pulled.
She ***d Elise's face straight into her cunt.
Elise's mouth opened on a broken, hungry moan the second she was pressed against that perfect little pussy. Her tongue dragged through the tight, glistening slit, scooping up the thick clear wetness dripping from Cece's tiny hole. She sealed her lips around the swollen clit and sucked hard-wet, loud, and desperate. The sound was filthy. Shiny strands of spit and cunt juice stretched between her lips and Cece's pink folds every time she moved even slightly.
"Mark," Cece ordered, still holding the collar ring tight. "Join her. Both of you on my cunt. Now."
Mark moved in immediately. His broader tongue joined Elise's lower down, licking long, firm strokes over the soft folds and the tight little entrance while Elise stayed latched to the clit. Cece controlled Elise ruthlessly with the collar. She tugged the ring upward to *** more pressure on her clit, then pushed down so Elise's mouth opened wider over more of her tiny pussy. Elise took every direction with desperate whimpers, completely addicted. She sucked and licked like she was starving for the taste, tongue swirling over the little clit, then dipping lower whenever Cece allowed it to push inside the tiny hole and gather more juices before returning to suck again.
The two of them ate her together in a wet, messy rhythm. Mark's tongue pushed inside her tight entrance in shallow, thorough strokes, tasting how soaked she already was.
Elise refused to give up her place on the clit. Even when their tongues brushed, she only moaned louder and-sucked harder, saliva pouring down her chin and dripping onto the collar. Cece kept the ring in her fingers the entire time, directing Elise's mouth exactly where she wanted it-holding her sealed over the clit for long stretches, then forcing her lower so she had to lick through the slick Mark's tongue was spreading.
The wet sounds filled the room. Schlick, schlick, schlick. Cece's perfect little pussy was shiny and dripping, clear fluid coating both of their faces and chins. Elise's eyes had gone glassy. She was lost in it, making soft, broken sounds against Cece's clit like she never wanted to stop tasting her. When Cece decided she wanted more, she kept her grip on the collar and looked at Mark.
"Fuck me. Fill this tiny pussy up. And don't you dare pull her off my clit." Mark rose, gripped her hips, and lined the thick head of his cock against that perfect, dripping entrance. He pushed in slow. Cece's tiny cunt stretched obscenely around him, the pink folds going tight and shiny as the fat head ***d its way inside with a wet, audible sound. He kept sinking deeper until he was buried to the hilt. The second he started thrusting, Cece yanked on the collar ring, forcing Elise's mouth even harder against her clit.
Elise moaned like she was in heat and sucked with sloppy, devoted hunger. Every deep thrust from Mark shoved Cece's clit against Elise's tongue. The wet, filthy sounds of Elise's mouth mixed with the louder, creamier sound of Mark's cock plunging in and out of that tiny, stretched hole. Thick slick poured out around his shaft on every stroke, turning creamy as it coated him. It dripped down in sticky strands onto Elise's chin and the top of her collar. Elise licked it up whenever she could, tongue chasing every drop, completely addicted to the taste of Cece's used cunt.
Cece controlled her the entire time. She pulled the collar to the left so Elise had to lick along the side of her clit. She pushed down so Elise's tongue was ***d to press flat and hard. She held her there when the pleasure spiked, making sure that soft, greedy mouth never left her. Elise's face was a shiny mess-cheeks, lips, chin, and collar all dripping with spit and cunt juice. She kept making broken, grateful sounds against Cece's clit, like the taste was the only thing that mattered.
Mark fucked her harder. The wet slap of his hips against her ass filled the room. Cece's perfect little pussy was being ruined-stretched wide around his thick cock, pouring slick, making the most obscene wet noises with every thrust. Elise stayed locked in place by the collar, sucking and licking and moaning, tongue working the throbbing clit without pause,
When Cece came, it hit hard. Her tiny cunt clamped down in strong, rhythmic pulses around Mark's cock, squeezing him while a fresh gush of clear fluid poured out around his shaft and straight onto Elise's waiting tongue, Cece yanked the collar tight, forcing Elise to stay sealed over her clit through every wave, Elise licked and sucked through it all, swallowing what she could, face buried, addicted. Mark slammed deep and followed her, cock jerking as he pumped thick ropes of cum into that perfect little hole. When he finally pulled out, a heavy, creamy flood of his cum mixed with Cece's slick immediately poured out of her stretched pink entrance in a thick, messy stream. It ran over her swollen folds, coated her clit, and dripped down in sticky white strands.
Cece didn't let Elise pull away.
She used the collar ring to drag Elise's face straight through the mess, forcing her tongue into the open, cum-filled hole. Elise moaned brokenly and licked-long, greedy strokes, scooping the thick mixture out of Cece's tiny pussy, sucking it off the soft folds, cleaning every shiny trail. She pushed her tongue deep, gathering more of Mark'S cum and Cece's juices, then sealed her lips around the clit again and sucked, tasting everything. Thick, creamy strands stretched from her tongue to Cece's cunt every time she pulled back even slightly. Cece kept control of the collar the entire time, directing her where to lick, making her clean every inch of that perfect, used little pussy until it was shiny and pink and still twitching.
Even when it was clean, Elise didn't stop. She kept licking in soft, devoted strokes, pressing open-mouthed kisses to the freshly cleaned folds, completely unable to leave the taste of her Mistress. Cece kept her fingers hooked through the collar ring and let her stay there, watching her collared girl lose herself between her thighs all over again while Mark knelt beside them, still breathing hard.

[Ve****]

This is not fiction. It happened. The best writing is based on true stories.

[ce****]

Just now, VelvetBlade said:

This is not fiction. It happened. The best writing is based on true stories.

Love that🤤😇

[Tw****]

Lick it dry 😋 lol

[ce****]

24 minutes ago, TwinkieNelson said:

Lick it dry 😋 lol

That too👀😩

[aw****]

Oh. Best FFM scenario, by far. 😳

[ce****]

25 minutes ago, awsmx3rain said:

Oh. Best FFM scenario, by far. 😳

Thank u👀🫶🏼😜

[Si****]

You look like the type of girl that would marry a cuck... 😘

[Ve****]

2 hours ago, cecexox said:

Love that🤤😇

Love your work. Copyright everything.