Personal Challenge: Poker Faces

Betsy swallowed as Bobby's tongue flickered over her body. She wasn't sure how she was still able to think. Maybe it was being a telepath. In any case, it had suddenly occurred to her that Wanda wasn't getting anything out of their encounter. She cleared her throat and gasped as Bobby shifted his tongue and caressed her aching clit with his cool, wet mouth. "Wanda, turn around a bit, would you?"

Wanda's eyes were closed as she sucked on Bobby's cock, on her knees, relishing the sounds he made as she brushed his sensitive tip with her tongue. "Mm?" she murmured, her mouth full of him.

"Don't make me go in there and force you."

Betsy's eyes flew wide open as Bobby whispered against her wet slash, "Do it. Dare you."

She panted. "Now, now. Let's see if she'll do it on her own, Robin." She bit off a moan as he attacked her again, fiercely lashing her aching body with his talented mouth.

Wanda rose to her knees and nervously turned, placing her legs carefully over Bobby's torso. She loved Betsy, but this was the first time she'd tried anything like this. Her body trembled and she turned eagerly back to Bobby's cock to distract herself from the waiting mouth behind her.

Betsy gently grasped the woman's hips, urging her back. Wanda's knees trembled as she backed up. Betsy grinned. ~No need to be so exercised, love.~ She enhanced the other woman's arousal. ~I know what I'm doing. Promise.~

Wanda relaxed a little, enjoying the smooth feel of Betsy's hands. She waited, gently suckling the fat head of Bobby's cock, which was growing larger and hotter under her lips.

A gentle brush against her cleft made her gasp. Another made her release Bobby, causing a frustrated "Awww…" against Betsy's body. She quickly pressed her mouth to him again as Betsy pulled her back and sucked her clitoris fully into her mouth.

Heat rose from the bed. Bobby could barely concentrate as Wanda sucked his cock and Betsy pushed against his lips. He was holding by a thread, feeling the orgasm bubbling up from the base of his spine, sensing the excited gasps of his lovers.

Wanda was having her own difficulties. Betsy was good, too good. Had she ever done this before? The woman sucked her in, arousing her almost beyond what she could bear, then backed off, licking her burning genitals softly. Her tongue was fluttering, now, against her oversensitive button. She was tempted to release Bobby so she could scream for more. She felt slippery wet juices flowing from her body and sucked Bobby harder to keep from losing control.

Betsy was thoroughly enjoying herself. It'd been ages since she'd been laid. She loved Wanda's cries as she played with her body and Bobby's moans as Wanda toyed with him. Sure, it'd be even better if they could work it so Bobby's cock was inside her, but she was so far quite satisfied with Bobby's sweet tongue. She wished, briefly, she could thank whoever'd trained him to do that light flicker over her aching body before she felt the tension sharply rise in her body and opened her mind to her lovers, unthinking.

Shudders, gasps, aching, all reached their peaks when the telepath linked them. Wanda thrust back against Betsy and opened her mouth as Bobby jerked, spurting against her face, while Betsy hung onto Wanda's hips for dear life as she tried to keep from drowning Bobby with her own orgasm.

They collapsed into a pile, Wanda over Bobby's legs, Betsy on his chest, while they tingled. Betsy closed off her mind again, regaining control. Bobby hummed the Jeopardy theme quietly, exhausted and languid. Wanda just panted, amazed by the results of her plan.

Betsy lifted her head a little, mouth opening. Bobby reached over and put a hand over her mouth. "Not yet. Let's just enjoy it."

She laid her head back down. "I was going to offer to have the two of you sleep over, actually."

Wanda's weary voice answered. "Do we have to sleep?"

Betsy let out a hum of pleasure. "No, but we have to rest before we get started again. At least, I do."