Page 38 of The Nephilim's Finesse

“Tell me who should finger fuck you. Tell me who should lick your pussy until you come.”

He pushed his finger in and out of me in rapid succession. Raph licked his lips, and then his tongue was again on my most sensitive spot. I moaned.

“You, Raph, only you!”

He grunted, satisfied with my answer, and intensified his efforts until I couldn’t stand any longer, my legs trembling. I felt arms around me, pinching my nipples, and for a moment, confusion overcame me until I realised it was John. I had forgotten all about him. Exactly what Raph wanted. His possessiveness turned me on somehow; I wanted it to be him to bring me to my climax.

“Oh, yes, Raph, yes, I’m so close!”

“Yes, come on his mouth,” John whispered into my ear.

White light exploded before my eyes, and I let go and dissolved into a thousand pieces. When I came back to Earth, Raph stood before me, his eyes challenging. What would I do now? John let go of me, too, and Raph’s eyes darted to him, the question clear in his eyes. Who did I want to pleasure? John or him? I thought about playing this game a bit longer, but I wanted to taste him; I wanted him to be inside me, not John.

I got on my knees and pulled his boxer shorts down, taking Raph’s shaft in my hand. A smile graced his lips, praising me for my decision. Slowly, I licked around his velvet tip, taking him wholly in my mouth. He guided me with his hands in my hair, setting the pace while he thrust into my mouth. After a minute, he stopped and stepped back with a smirk on his face but still held me close, an unspoken promise that this was only the beginning…

“I want you to straddle me backwards.”

I frowned at Raph, then stood up. He walked to the bed and lay down. John simply shrugged when I looked in his direction. I got onto the bed, turning my back to him. I hoovered over Raph, taking his member into my hand to guide him to my entrance. Slowly, I glided down on him, taking him in further and further until I sat on him, his length fully embedded within me. Raph was still half sitting on the headboard, and his hands rested loosely on my hips. I started to rock forward on him, his thick girth bouncing against my walls.

Raph’s hands moved upwards to my breasts, kneaded them, and then pushed me back against his hard chest. Half laying on him, I wasn’t able to move against him, and a frustrated moan escaped me. John stood before the bed, watching us. In my new position, I lay before him, showing him my folds, with Raph’s girth buried between them.

“That looks fantastic. His dark skin against your white. And even better, his cock in your pink pussy. I want to lick that,” John said, his voice hoarse with desire. His glance wandered from the view between my thighs to my eyes, and John raised an eyebrow in question. He was only dressed in his boxers, his erection pressing against the material.

“Yes,” I aspired.

“Yes, what?” John grinned at me.

I closed my eyes. “Lick me.”

I felt a reassuring squeeze from Raph’s hands on my breasts.

“He can do anything as long as I’m the one inside of you.”

John came onto the bed, kneeling between my thighs, Raph’s outstretched legs between John’s. The young man before me smiled mischievously and traced my skin with his index finger, starting on my knee, upwards. When he reached my centre, I didn’t feel him anymore, but Raph inhaled sharply behind me, his hands on my breasts tightening. Then I felt John’s finger on my labia, circling my entrance and, therefore, Raph as well. He buckled involuntarily under me, and the movement sent shivers down to my core. I realised that he hadn't moved inside of me for the last few minutes. John’s finger moved upwards to my sensitive bud, and I whimpered, hoping he'd end the sweet torture and start to lick me. Instead, he went back to my entrance and pushed his finger inside me. A moan escaped me; the fullness in me expanded to the brink of pain, but it was mostly pleasure.

John pulled his finger out of me and leaned over, laying his finger slick with my arousal on my lips.

“Do you want to taste yourself?”

My eyes went wide, and blushing, I shook my head.

“Your loss.” He moved his finger behind my head, and I heard Raph’s sucking next to my ear.

“Delicious,” he murmured into my ear before licking it.

“Is that so?” John asked. “I think I'll have a sample myself.”

He kissed down my neck and licked my breasts. Raph's hands held one out to him, exposing the nipple, and John sucked eagerly while Raph made small pushes with his hips, causing my walls to contract.

“She’s close. I’m wondering if you can make her come from sucking her tits.” Raph’s voice was teasing and challenging, and a shudder followed that thought.

John looked up at us, his face clearly stating a challenge had been accepted. He brought his attention back to my breasts and sucked and bit lightly into them, sending shiver over shiver to my core, while Raph pushed lightly into me, massaging my inner walls with his thick girth. Snuggling my neck and licking my lobe made the blood rush in my ears, and I felt myself climbing upwards. My back arched by itself, bringing my breast more into John's voracious mouth and intensifying the feeling from Raph’s shaft in me. I could feel myself getting closer and closer until John bit me forcefully on my right breast; I exploded and let out a loud gasp as an orgasm flooded through my body, leaving me quivering in its wake. Licking the pain away, he waited until I rode out my pinnacle before he grinned at me like he had won the bet.

Trailing his tongue south, he ended his movement between my thighs and licked around my entrance.

“Mmm, I taste your cream, but I want more. Come and milk his cock. I want to taste you both.”

With that, he started licking from Raph’s balls up to the base of his length, which vanished in my folds. He circled Raph’s shaft and my folds until we both were trembling. John licked his way to my sweet spot, and I jerked at the sudden contact. He gripped my hips and moved me back so that Raph’s erection was buried deep inside of me again. Raph grunted at the sudden sensation as John's tongue swirled around him. I felt like a volcano ready to erupt while John kept stimulating us with his tongue, pushing us toward the edge. While he licked and sucked ‌at my clit, he moved my hips up and down, making me fuck Raph while he licked me like a god. The image of his tongue licking from Raph’s erection inside me, up to my nub repeatedly while he was doing it, aroused me so much, taking me almost over the edge.

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