john butch

they’re so sweet as they usher you instead , not missing how your eyes wander.

your night with the kids goes great. You make them dinner and get them all into bed. Just after midnight you hear the door open and soon both of them enter the living room.

your instantly flustered by the sight of the Femmes smudged lipstick and the red kisses all over the butches neck.

you try not to stare you really do but it’s hard not to when it seems your staring at them too…

they both sit next to you on the couch, thanking you for watching their kids but you can’t help but squirm under their teasing touches and whispers.

next thing you know your on their huge bed squeezed between the both of them…..

My fingers slip into her panties and I need to bite her shoulder so I don’t make a sound when my fingers are coated instantly in her wetness.

“You’re perfect.” I whisper into her ear, my fingers circling her clit so gently she bucks her hips forward. I play with her just like that, gently then firmer then gentle again. Each time I think she’s going to make a noise I stop. Edging her over and over until she’s shaking and trembling against my thighs, struggling to keep her breathing even, teeth indents in her lip from how hard she biting it. I can feel her soaking through her clothes and mine.

“Don’t make a sound.” I nip at her earlobe.

When I finally stop pulling my fingers away I feel her jerk, hear the gasp and my free hand is over her mouth in an instant, muffling the sound, pushing my fingers into her mouth to give her something to suck on to keep quiet as she comes.