When Callia Met Delilah Ch. 01

Callia grasped Delilah’s hand as they left the room they shared in the Golden Oak with Amakiir. Their soft giggles continued as they made their plans as they descended the stairs to the common room. They had planned to share a bottle of wine before making their way outside to meet up with Nathan. Callia smiled as she touched Delilah’s side and directed her to a table and called for the serving wench.



She moved the chairs as close together as she could and patted the seat, inviting Delilah to sit. Delilah obliged and soon the two were whispering softly between them, pressed close in an intimate pose. Callia handed the serving wench a few platinum coins when she delivered the bottle of the inn’s finest Elvish wine. She immediately popped the cork and went about pouring the delicately delicious elven spirit.



“You’ll love this,” Callia purred, raising her glass in toast. “It’s the best.”



“I do believe you intend to get me drunk on your high class spirits. I’m really just a simple girl, more accustomed to swill.” Delilah replied quite dramatically.



“I think we’ll both need it for the night to come. I so want my Nathan…,” Callia sighed as she stared up into Delilah’s beguiling eyes. Yet at that moment, the truth of it all hit her. It humbled her. She had never wanted anyone so badly in her life: to be kissed, held, and touched by Delilah, to hear Delilah’s words whispered so softly in her ear. Callia never wanted to be parted from her ever again. The two were like magnets, Callia and Delilah, drawn together yet seemingly kept apart by the ominous presence of Amakiir.



She watched as Delilah took a hearty swig and licked a drop of the wine from her lips. Callia let out a groan and ran her hand the length of Delilah’s thighs. As Delilah lips parted ever so slightly once more, Callia had an urge to kiss her, to cover her lips with her own and draw in her breath, her life, her words, her smiles, and laughter. An ache crept through her body and her moan deepened. She leaned over and kissed her softly, sweetly. She didn’t care they were in a room full of people. It didn’t matter to her if folks stopped and stared. Let them watch. The thought made her behavior all that much more daring and naughty. She inched closer and brushed her hands over her shoulders and down to the tips of her breasts. Her nipples sprung to life through the material of her tunic and Callia grinned wickedly.



She moved her hands down further over her lean, taut stomach and stopped at her triangle of her lush thighs. Callia wanted to slip her fingers inside her trousers. Delilah squirmed about in her chair, parting her thighs ever so slightly and it was just enough for Callia’s hands to cup the mound. Her eyes glanced into Delilah’s as hers were fluttering shut, locked in the haze of potent wine and the headiness of desire. She let out a soft moan and re-opened her eyes, focusing on Callia, who smiled warmly at her.



Delilah’s lips returned the smile, curling upwards as another sigh slipped out. And her hands, long and slender, lifted from her sides to caress Callia’s arms and then her shoulders. She tugged gently, wanting to pull Callia even closer. Callia obliged and gazed into her face, taking in every line, every feature…dark eyebrows, large, soft brown eyes, a small, perfect nose, sensuous lips. Callia sighed, appreciating her dark beauty. Delilah laughed gaily and squeezed Callia even closer, pulling her from her chair and onto her lap. Callia settled in, straddling Delilah’s lap. Their breasts found each other and there was a mutual moan, Delilah’s then Callia’s. Her hands traced Callia’s back gently, making every muscle stir. Her skin came to life in a thousand tingles as nail and skin combined. She stretched her legs out so she could be even closer. Soon they were tangled around each other and Callia felt Delilah’s pubic bone next to hers. They rocked together in a slow dance. Callia kissed and sucked at Delilah’s neck and shoulders. She tasted slightly tangy, and still smelled of sex.



Callia wanted more. She had to have more. Delilah laughed again and whispered Callia’s name in a low growl.



Delilah enwrapped Callia in her arms and cuddled into her, her hand rested on Callia’s breast, circled her nipple through her halter, then traced down further over her stomach to the bottom of her thigh length skirt. Every inch of Callia tensed as Delilah inched her fingers inside and up to the vee of her thighs. Callia groaned into her mouth as Delilah’s fingers parted her nether lips and inched closer to her clit. It seemed like an eternity before her fingers reached the swollen nub. As she tickled and circled her clit, Callia felt her hips rise to Delilah’s touch and was suddenly thrown into a frenzy. Every part of Callia ached and she grasped at Delilah’s skin, urging her on.



Delilah caressed her with the flat of her palm, making Callia wet – incredibly wet! Delilah moaned and Callia let out an ecstatic sigh as she slid a finger inside of her. She thought she would explode. Delilah moved her finger slowly at first. Callia’s hips rocked and rose to catch her movements, then she slid another inside and Callia called her name out desperately as she melted. She pressed as tight as she could and pinched Delilah’s nipples through her shirt. Delilah’s fingers were deep inside Callia, knowing she was driving her crazy.



Then Callia came all at once, suddenly, strongly, her hips bucking into Delilah’s palm. She let out a squeal as she pressed her mouth against Delilah’s neck and nipped in effort not to scream. Her movements quickened then slowed. Delilah raised her head, smiled, and laughed devilishly as Callia growled out all the naughty elven words she knew while Delilah withdrew her fingers from Callia’s dripping cunt but cupped over her to catch the remainder of her orgasm. Callia moaned and sighed as her senses returned. She pulled Delilah back to her so she could hold her and kiss her. She rocked her in her arms and kissed her mouth, her face, and her ears.



But all too soon the moment was broken as the serving wench slammed a mug on their table and leaned towards them. “Get a room if ye haven’t one. The common room is not meant for such dalliances.”



Callia and Delilah burst into giggles as they stumbled to their feet and straightened their clothing. With a fit of pique, Callia fastened her hands on Delilah’s breasts and squeezed while she drew up tight against her. She planted upon her glorious mouth a passionate kiss before leading her to the door. She hoped Nathan would be waiting. If not, she’d likely press Delilah against a wall and make her scream. She wanted her very badly. She wanted to feel her hands on her soft skin and slip her tongue between her silky sweet lips. She had to have her again…very soon.



Callia glanced skyward as she pressed Delilah up against the side of the building. The moon was almost at its apex…soon Nathan would join them. But for now, she turned attention to her sweet Delilah.



“I want to fuck your pussy…now,” Callia demanded as she gripped her lover’s trousers. She coaxed the dark haired beauty’s legs apart as she untied the drawstring, letting them shimmy down her shapely thighs to pool at her feet.

Lifting her slightly up the wall, Callia settled herself in the cradle of Delilah’s hips and groped for her bag of naughty tricks. Brandishing the ivory phallus, she slid it back into its harness and guided it between Delilah’s wet lips.



“Touch me,” Delilah moaned. “Please, finger me…”



Callia let out a moan as she sought her lover’s lips and kissed her, slipping her tongue out to dance with Delilah’s. She softly caressed Delilah’s breasts, pulling the tunic up to expose her milky globes to her seeking hands. She fondled and gently tugged her nipples, plucking them until Delilah’s moans grew louder against their dueling mouths.



“Touch me…,” Delilah pleaded as her own hands sought out the ties on Callia’s halter.



Down Delilah’s lithe body Callia slid her hands until she reached her pussy. She teased her as she rubbed the tip of the ivory phallus back and forth over her swollen pussy lips. Delilah writhed and moaned as she moved her lips to Callia’s pointed ears. She nipped and sucked, flicking her tongue over their sensitive points. Callia groaned, jabbing the phallus upwards to penetrate Delilah ever so slightly.



“Ooooooooooohhhhh….touch me please…,”



Pulling back, she slipped her fingers in the phallus’ place. Then she slid her hand between them until she could feel the heat and moisture of Delilah’s cunt. Her hips rocked against Callia’s hand as she explored her. Callia found her clit and stroked it as Delilah moaned. She moved her other hand down over her belly and mound till she located her clit once more. Callia tickled it as her other hand entered her pussy. Callia could feel all Delilah’s inside muscles clamp down on her finger. Delilah nibbled on Callia’s neck, shoulders, and ears, leaving marks all the way and whispered her name. Callia began sliding her finger in and around Delilah as her other hand teased her clit. Her hips started to speed up, and Callia quickened as well. She slid in yet another finger. Delilah moaned deeply as her orgasm neared and Callia slid my fingers in right to the third knuckle. Delilah was hot and very wet and both of them groaned with appreciation. Delilah was melting around Callia’s talented hands. Then Callia slipped in a third finger and Delilah’s head snapped back, her hips rocked, and a low and desperate moan escaped from her mouth. Callia could feel Delilah throbbing as she whispered my name over and over. Her juices coated Callia’s hand as she delved into her. Her hips jerked and rotated as Callia sped up, and finally she let out one final groan. But Callia had only begun pleasure her sweet Delilah. Rubbing the ivory phallus over Delilah’s lips, she readied her for what was next. She nipped her ear and whispered, “I’m going to fuck you now. Tell me you want it! Tell me…,”



“Yessssss, Ohhhhhhhhhh, yessssss…please fuck me…I want to cum again…,” Delilah moaned against Callia’s neck.



Callia let loose a throaty chuckle as she pressed the juice slicked phallus against Delilah's hot slick cunt. She shifted her hips and pushed Delilah a tiny bit higher up the wall while finding the perfect cradle for her own hips. Delilah whimpered as the course grain of the wall scraped her bare bottom. Yet all was forgotten as the phallus slid within her swollen lips. Delilah let out a cry and clutched at Callia’s back, her nails raking the skin. She wrapped her legs around Callia, giving her more thrusting room.

Inch by tormenting inch, Callia slowly eased into her, spreading her walls, still amazed that Delilah had remained so tight even after their earlier tryst.



Delilah let out a low cry as the ivory phallus slid in all the way, causing her nerves to ignite. She let out a moan.



Callia knew she had her where she wanted her. She began her thrusting, pacing herself as she started slowly and worked her way up to the quicker, deeper thrusts. She gripped Delilah’s ass cheeks, spreading them open. Delilah squealed as Callia rubbed a finger against the entrance to the sexy assassin’s tight ass.

“You want it…sweet Delilah…want me to take your ass…,” Callia moaned against her lover’s cheek.



“YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!”



Callia worked herself into a frenzy as she pulverized Delilah’s pussy, making her sloppy wet while she smeared her ass with the juices.



“Soooooooo close now…please….fuck me harder…,” Delilah begged.



And Callia obliged, slamming the ivory phallus in to her as hard as she could. She waited for the right moment. She knew Delilah was close, as her moans, pants, and cries started to get louder. And as her pussy blossomed with a gush of wetness, Callia pulled out and pressed the head of her ‘cock’ against Delilah’s ass. She pushed through the tight ass lips, causing Delilah to squeal and squirm from the pleasure/pain of the moment. Callia soothed her as she plucked her nipples and returned her fingers back to the now empty pussy. She curled them forward, searching once more for Delilah’s sweet spot. As she located it, she was rewarded with a loud moan from Delilah. She knew Delilah couldn’t take much more as her pussy walls gripped all three of Callia’s fingers, her juicy fluid flooding as the seconds passed.



“YESSSSS…HARDER…FUCK ME…,” Delilah cried, as she buried her face against Callia’s neck.



Several more hard thrusts followed before Delilah screamed and exploded against the wild elf’s fingers. She slumped against her lover and moaned.



“You are so wonderful, my sweet,” Callia purred as she pulled the ivory phallus out of Delilah’s tight ass and sought out her lips for a steamy tongue filled kiss.



Delilah returned the kiss, adding to its hotness as she slipped her tongue between Callia’s lips.



Callia jumped as she felt a pair of hands on her bottom. She pulled back from Delilah to growl a warning at whoever had touched her, but her warning fell short as she heard a voice whisper in her ear.



“Did you start the party without me?” the voice purred.



She relaxed and allowed him to press his body against hers. “We couldn’t help ourselves,” Callia giggled. “Have you come to join us?”



“Of course, how could I turn that down?” Nathan purred as he nipped her ear and nuzzled her back against his body. “Shall we seek somewhere more private?”



“Have you any place in mind?” Callia asked, knowing she couldn’t take him up to her room within the Golden Oak.



“I do, if you lovely ladies will come with me.” Nathan replied.



After allowing Callia and Delilah to right their clothing and put away the toys, he grabbed each of their hands and led them out into the street away from the Golden Oak.



They walked for several minutes, crossing over into the old city by way of the Moonbridge. He took them to a small cottage that looked very old and elven in design.



“Feels like home,” Callia sighed with a hint of remembrance in her voice.



Opening the door, Nathan ushered his lovely companions inside. The inside turned out to be as impressive as the outside. Flowing elven craft dominated the interior. “It’s beautiful.”



“But not as beautiful as you, my love,” Nathan whispered. He drew her into his arms and held her close to him. They began to kiss feverishly with their tongues indulging in a seductive heady dance. Callia let out a needy whimper as he cupped her ass and pulled her flush with his raging erection. “Feel what you do to me. I can’t stop thinking about fucking you up against that wall. You were sooo good, love.”



“It only gets better.” Callia untangled herself away from Nathan and reached for Delilah. “You can’t even begin to imagine what we have in store for you.”



Callia drew Delilah into her embrace then reached back for Nathan. Her arms caressed both of them. She flicked her eyes back and forth between the two as they seemed to size each other up. “Nathan dear, kiss my pretty Delilah.”



Nathan didn’t have to be asked twice as he leaned in to capture Delilah’s sexy mouth. Delilah moaned as his tongue flicked between her parted lips and gave herself over to the passionate kiss. He moved his hands to cup her breasts. She arched her back, cooing. When she did this, he moved to capture the tip of her ear between his lips, and she gasped. He kissed her ear, blew into it. She squirmed against him. Everywhere his skin met hers tingled with electric pleasure and wanted more and she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him into a deep kiss. Nathan kissed her back with the same intensity. There they stayed for an eternity in a lover’s embrace just feeling each other's bodies against each other. She felt her nipples tighten at the lazy caresses as his fingers plucked and rolled at the sensitive peaks through her tunic, a shiver racing down her spine as he pressed kisses along her neck.



All of their clothing melted away as they stood together, naked, entwined, feverishly exchanging heated kisses. They took turns exchanging kisses, lips and tongues entwined. They slid onto the bed and continued the heady kiss. Callia let out a soft moan as Nathan’s lips settled over hers. They were hot as they moved over hers in demanding kisses. His mouth slanted over hers, more unrelentingly. She gasped when his tongue plunged between, only to slide deeper into her mouth. Fire licked through her. She moaned as he sucked lightly on her tongue, feeling an answering throb between her thighs. He shifted, pressing against her thigh as one of his wedged itself between hers. His hand slid up over her belly to rest just above the swell of her hips. Yet Callia had other ideas. She winked at Delilah and motioned to her. The two pressed Nathan to the bed and slid up against him. Following Callia’s lead, Delilah went straight for Nathan’s crotch. She leaned forward and took his steeled cock deep into her mouth, swirling her tongue along the shaft as she pushed herself further down. A quick moment passed before Delilah pulled herself away. Slick now with her own lubrication, she went back to working, licking, sucking and stroking her way down his cock, until there was nothing left but his balls hanging just below her lips.



Nathan cried out as he felt his orgasm beginning to rise. He could think of naught else when her delicious mouth was wrapped around his cock like this.

Delilah let his cock slide out of her throat and began the ascent up his shaft.



As soon as it cleared her mouth, Nathan lunged forward and grabbed her, pushing her down across the bed as he mounted her from behind.



“Yes, Yes!” She cried out, her words echoing in the large chamber. “Please, fuck me....”



Her words were lost as he shoved his cock deep inside her, bottoming out against her back wall with a single stroke. She shook and grabbed the bed sheets in her fist as her body started to convulse with her orgasm.



“FUCK ME!” Her scream was ripped from her body.



Nathan grabbed her small body by the hips and gave himself over to the moment, pounding his long cock deep into her cunt on every single stroke. Delilah cried out over and over again, thrusting herself back into him, trying to increase the force of his strokes even more.



Tired of not being able to see her face or hear her screams right in his ear, Nathan pulled his cock out of her dripping pussy and spun her around. She lay back onto the bed, legs spread wide with one hand diddling her clit. Her eyes widened as he crawled between her legs and hitched her legs up over his shoulders.



“Yes... Please..." Delilah begged. "Fuck me... please, yes......"



Nathan dipped his head down between her smooth thighs and ran his tongue straight from her puckered rosebud all the way up and over to her clit. He dove down again, spearing her asshole with his tongue, teasing her clit with his fingers as he began to make a slower and gentler circuit around her pussy.



Using his hands and mouth to explore every inch of her dripping wet snatch, Nathan took his time and enjoyed himself. Delilah might beg and plead with him to fuck her, but he would have none of that. This was something he enjoyed just as much.



Nor could Delilah deny the effect that his explorations had upon her body. The first orgasm had rocked her world, and now, aftershocks and tremors ran through her body constantly under his assault. Writhing back and forth upon the bed, she mewled her pleasure out softly now, rather than screaming it to the high heavens above.



Finally, Nathan found what he'd been looking for. Hooking two fingers against the wall of her pussy, Nathan found the sweet spot, the one spot that would drive her insane, no matter what he had visited upon her before that moment.



Delilah exploded. Her eyes shot open and her hands seized Nathan by the hair, pulling him hard into her pussy as it expelled load after load of delicious cum into his mouth and onto his face. Her body shook uncontrollably now, holding onto him for support as much as to prolong her own pleasure.



When it finally passed, and Delilah lay back on the bed again, Nathan moved his body until his cock lay even with her mouth.



“Slowly now, sweet Delilah, we’re in no hurry.”



As the minutes ticked by, Nathan lay there, propped up on one elbow enjoying a long, luxurious cock-sucking from the beautiful woman between his legs. He could feel his orgasm building now, threatening like the clouds of the summer storms. His passion glazed eyes glanced up from the incredible sight on Delilah working on his dick to peruse the rest of the room. His sweet Callia was silent in all of this. He found her sitting in a nearby chair. Callia was enjoying the show immensely. Her legs were spread across the arms of the chair and she slowly diddled her clit as she watched the two lovers on the bed. Her eyes were clouded with a deeply aroused haziness.



"Delilah..." His voice was a whisper now, raspy from intense pleasure.



All of a sudden, he felt his cock slip past the ring of muscles, into her throat. And then the explosion began. He could feel his body pumping jet after jet of his seed down Delilah's gullet and into her stomach.



When he regained control of his voice, he let loose a roar which surely would've woken anyone sleeping nearby. It dragged on and on, until his orgasm finally thundered one last time and subsided.



Delilah was a moment in recovering. A small rivulet of his seed had escaped her talented lips and ran down her chin. On impulse, he leaned forward and licked it from her chin and then kissed her full force on the mouth.



The taste was unusual, given that it was a combination of her lips and his, her sex, and his, all thrown together as their tongues wrestled briefly.



She gasped as he broke the kiss, her entire body flush with sexual desire. “That was the most incredible experience I’ve ever had…………with a man.” Delilah admitted, as her eyes flicked from him to Callia.



“Let’s give dear Nathan a rest for a moment while we give him a show.” Callia purred as she stood up from the chair and crossed the few feet separating her from the bed. Crawling up, she licked the length of Nathan’s semi-flaccid cock and grinned as he let out a groan. Then she made her way up to Delilah, who lay with her eyes closed enjoying the afterglow of the bliss she’d just experienced with Nathan. She opened her eyes to gaze into the smiling face of Callia.



“Fuck me,” she purred, bringing their lips together at last. The women kissed sweetly, tongues playing, sighing; their lips were full and soft. Delilah's arms traced the contours of Callia's body, from shoulder to hip, and then cupped her rounded cheeks. Their kisses deepened and Callia moaned as she reached out to embrace her tightly.



As their warm bodies met Callia moaned into her mouth, her sweat-soaked skin positively steaming. She spread her legs apart as Delilah cupped her pussy and began to roughly probe. When Callia gasped, pumping on her fingers, Delilah bit her neck passionately.



Callia was helpless and wet arousal trickled between her legs as Delilah toyed with her body, forcing her toward another climax. When she next plunged fingers into her ass, Callia cried out uncontrollably, gripping her shoulders. She was trembling.



Fighting for breath Callia looked into Delilah's dark eyes. Smiling gently, stroking her hair, nibbling on the corner of her mouth, Delilah gentled her until she regained some control. Then with a lewd grin, she slowly stood. Putting one foot on the corner of the bed Delilah spread herself with her fingers.



“Lick me, Callia.”



Callia looked up at her glistening pussy. She touched Delilah’s clit with her tongue and was rewarded with a moan. Ah, yes. Callia began to hungrily lap at her folds. As Delilah moaned and spread her legs wider Callia brought her hands into play.



“Oh, yes. Finger me. Finger my pussy," Delilah breathed, and Callia was happy to oblige. She was so warm, so hot; it was a wonderful sensation to slide fingers inside that heat. The slipperiness was erotic, her sweet smell was overpowering, and Callia knew she was close to cumming when Delilah gripped her fingers with her strong internal muscles.



Delilah's hands were on her head, urging her on as Callia continued her ravishment. Her juices drenched fingers and coated Callia's face.



“Lie back,” she ordered, and when Callia stretched out, Delilah turned around and lowered her pussy into Callia's face, pushing her hard into the mattress. In return, Callia grabbed her ass cheeks in both hands and pulled that heat into her willing mouth. Callia could see all of Delilah now, her pink pussy, the dripping wetness, her tiny asshole tightly clenched. Knowing Delilah's love for anal play she pulled her down further so she could stab at that hole with her tongue. She continued licking and tasting until she felt that hole relax. Then she slid fingers inside. Callia continued playing with Delilah's ass, sliding in and out as she nibbled fiercely on her clit. Delilah squirmed and sighed and Callia knew she was ready.



Callia closed her eyes when she felt a thick phallic object tease the entrance of her pussy. She barely had time to take a breath before Delilah plunged it inside and began to fuck her roughly. Her hips pumped in obvious reply. It was wonderful, Delilah’s tongue on her clit and the ivory phallus in her pussy. For a moment Callia couldn't remember where she was. The vibrations tore through her body and she groaned as the sensations quickly put her over the top. The quick, sharp orgasm shook her system and she stiffened against Delilah, moaning lustfully.



Callia reached down to pull the ivory phallus from her pussy and smiled when she discovered it warm and dripping with juices. Callia placed the thick phallus at the tender opening to Delilah’s ass and in a swift motion lunged forward.



Callia’s pussy muffled Delilah's loud screams and as she attacked her clit a fresh torrent of wetness flowed from her. She fucked her ass rapidly, loving how her tight hole was forced open by the toy. She loved how Delilah whimpered with each thrust, seemingly pleading for more. Now it was Callia's turn to shout into a dripping pussy as Delilah bit her clit.



Oh, God. They both climaxed in loud, wet, writhing shouts, whimpering, moaning and gasping. Callia swore her heart stopped for a moment. Delilah stroked her gently. "Breathe, baby," she said, and Callia managed a shuddering breath. Grasping her face in both hands Delilah kissed her, and Callia returned it with all the exhausted passion she could manage.



Then Delilah pushed Callia to her hands and knees.



Her body rested on a comforting pillow as her hands gripped the sheets. She was moaning uncontrollably and clenching shaking limbs as a very talented tongue attacked her dripping pussy.



"Oh, yes."



With a sly chuckle Delilah moved a hand to slide naughty fingers into her quivering pussy. Callia gasped and unconsciously pumped her hips in erotic reply. When her clit was suddenly stimulated she let out a squeal.



And then the fingers and tongue disappeared as a blunt hardness began to probe her aroused tissues. Callia groaned, eyes closed, as it slowly entered, slowly stretched her pussy. She arched her back, cat-like, and spread her legs wider to accommodate. Delilah had pulled a larger obsidian phallus shaped toy from Callia’s naughty bag of tricks.



“Oh, yessssss." Callia hissed in pleasure as the large head of the toy spread her pussy lips.



The thickness pulled out slightly and then roughly drove back inside. And again. And again. Callia had difficulty maintaining her balance as the strokes became harder and faster.



"Yes. Oh yes!"



She moaned with each powerful thrust and groaned when the fingers returned to pleasure her clit. Callia screamed as an intense orgasm overtook her. Afterwards with her eyes closed, Callia could feel her heart pounding as she tried to catch her breath. After the thick tool withdrew, her knees gave out and she collapsed on her side, trembling.



Delilah slid up on the bed and Callia sighed at the tender caresses on her cheek. Wet fingers touched her lips and then entered, filling her mouth with her own juices. Callia sucked on them, enjoying the taste of her own tangy juices.



Then it was all too soon that Delilah found herself being pushed to her hands and knees. Clever hands caressed her and then a familiar wet tongue slid naughtily into her tight ass. Moaning once again, Delilah pushed back against Callia's delicious mouth. Lustfully, Delilah plunged fingers into her own pussy; she was so incredibly wet she could hear the slippery sounds as she slid them in and out.



Callia stopped playing long enough to whisper filthy things to her.



"Such a slut you are," she gently smirked. "You are such a nasty little bitch."



"Yes," Delilah gasped. "Yes I am, please, don't stop." And she squirmed happily against Callia's tongue and her own fingers, wanting to climax again and again. But the tongue stopped dancing on her flesh as the other woman pulled away.



“Please lick me." Delilah ordered. "Lick me now."



"Yes," she purred, highly aroused. "Yes, Delilah."



While Callia shuddered in anticipation, Delilah stretched herself out on the bed, lean body well displayed. Callia started to follow her instructions but then realized Nathan had crawled up next to them, his raging cock lengthened to its full hardened thickness. He slowly stroked himself, his heated gaze upon them both.



"Nathan…"



His face was filled with lust, and love and tenderness.



"I'm here, my sweet. Do it. Taste her. Let me see you bury your face in her juicy twat."



While she needed very little encouragement, his eager words incited her to action. Callia buried her face in Delilah's eager pussy and began to lap her wet folds. She stroked that lean body as she licked, squeezed her nipples, and then reveled in Delilah's excited squeal when she slid a finger into her tight ass.



The sounds of Nathan's groans encouraged the writhing women. He caressed Callia’s shoulders and back, and then slid down to squeeze her rounded cheeks with his strong hands. She whimpered impatiently until he slid his thick cock around the outside of her wetness, teasing and toying. And then in a smooth motion, he thrust completely into her pussy, causing her to moan, forcing her face into Delilah's pussy.



He fucked her with short, rough strokes, taking complete possession, demanding her release. Callia was so excited at the moment he reached around to pinch her clit she imploded in orgasm, losing her grip on Delilah. But Nathan continued thrusting as she crested, pushing her further, taking her higher, through another peak until she lost all control and was quietly moaning, limbs trembling.



Gently, Nathan pulled back, and then helped his exhausted elven lover to her side. Delilah kissed Callia's brow before smiling up at him. He returned her smile as she spread her pretty legs for his gaze, offering him her open wetness. Placing himself between Delilah’s thighs, he gripped her hips and without other preliminaries shoved hard into her.



Callia watched, shaken yet excited, as her Nathan once more fucked Delilah. She wrapped her long legs around Nathan's waist as he thrust, and she gasped as he gripped her nipples. Leaning forward, he kissed her, their tongues battling wildly, and then he continued pounding into her pussy.



The sweat trickled from Nathan's back and his white ass cheeks tightened with each inward thrust. Delilah was moaning, her eyes closed, and she pumped her hips wildly and scratched her long fingernails down Nathan's strong arms.



As she watched, Callia's exhaustion was replaced with heart-pounding arousal. She licked her lips, and then realized her mouth still tasted of Delilah's pussy, so she reached up to kiss Nathan. He eagerly ground his lips against hers, sharing their juices, happily groaning before he continued to fuck Delilah.



Putting her hand on his chest Delilah suddenly stopped him.



"Let's change position," she managed, and as he moved back, erection raging, she positioned herself on her hands and knees.



"Callia, love. Get beneath me, beautiful. Let me love you, too."



Callia moved to accommodate, with face to groin, and Delilah grinned as she settled in. The women found each other's clits and began to feast. Callia gasped at the touch of Delilah's mouth on her sensitive tissues but happily returned the favor. Emboldened, she wasted no time in shoving wet fingers into Delilah's pussy and ass.



Nathan was watching but was too impatient to wait long. Moving Callia's hands, he began to finger Delilah's tightest hole, stopping occasionally to lap at the crinkly orifice. Finally he centered himself as she squirmed and moaned with anticipation. Callia pulled Delilah's cheeks apart from below and watched when he plunged inside her tight ass.



He gently forced his passage until he was completely buried. He was gentle but demanding. They'd denied him too long. He felt much different than the ivory phallus Callia had used on her. Delilah was whimpering at the dull pain of his thickness stretching her. Taking her cue from Nathan, Callia began licking Delilah’s pussy while Nathan gave her time to become accommodated to his size.



Then without warning Nathan began to fuck Delilah. Roughly. Callia bit her clit, licked the juices from her body, and held her tightly while Nathan commanded Delilah's submission. Callia marveled at the sight of his thick cock sliding in and out of her clenching ass.



Nathan gave a few more serious strokes and Callia knew he was close to orgasm. Delilah’s body shuddered, and when Callia attacked her clit again she shouted out her pleasure. That was too much for Nathan, and he growled as he exploded inside her tight ass.



Shaking, covered with sweat they collapsed together on the bed. They were still breathing heavily, their hearts pounding, thoughts racing, even as they slowly calmed. Still, they couldn't quite contain their gasps and sighs and moans.



Callia stroked Delilah's hair as her eyes closed in weariness. "Poor baby," she said, moving over to kiss her swollen lips.



“Must…rest…,” Delilah moaned, hoarsely.



“Then rest, my sweet.” Callia purred, knowing her own overused body needed a bit of rest as well.



The two females cuddled up around Nathan, spooning him with arms and legs entwined, as they drifted off into a sated sleep.