Delicious - Part 4
AKA: For Your Pleasure
(Content Tag: Three Black lesbians, two of whom are in a D/s dynamic, begin a sexy scene together. Mentions of strap-on sex, squirting, cigars, and ice play)
Kitten grinned when she heard the sound of the ice in the bucket behind her. She released Shayla’s nipple from the grip of her tongue and laid her back onto the pillows with a smile, giving her a soft kiss before sliding off the bed and down onto her knees. As she crawled across the floor to her Daddy’s feet, she made sure to accentuate the sway of her hips from left to right.
The end of the cigar glowed in Daddy’s right hand. She took another slow pull, dusting hot ashes into the ashtray beside her while she rested the bucket of ice on her left knee. Sweat from the outside of the bucket dripped down and through her slacks making her thigh cool and wet. She pondered the contrast - the hot of the ashes, the cold of the ice - and wondered how Shayla’s body would respond to such extremes. Her clit also throbbed, almost as hot as the end of the cigar, as she observed her kitten’s thick ass swaying towards her.
A plume of smoke obscured her Daddy’s face, but kitten could see her smile even in the dim light. Kitten paused, sitting back on her heels, palms pressed to the top of her thighs as she waited expectantly. She could tell from Daddy’s quiet stillness and the thoughtful look on her face that she had instructions for her.
Good girl.
Shayla sat up a bit, peeking over the edge of the bed. Her pussy, wet and throbbing, was missing Michelle’s touch. But she could tell from the look on Chris’s face that these two were up to no good. The last time Chris smirked like that she had conjured up a scene at the end of which Shayla squirmed and squirted, sending a spray of warm liquid across Daddy’s brand new Egyptian cotton sheets. Then Chris, absolutely intoxicated from the energy of that scene, climbed on top of Michelle, working her pussy ruthlessly with her plump blue cock, causing her kitten to moan, shudder and add her own contribution of sticky moisture to the sheets. Then they all collapsed, satisfied and exhausted, curled up together in a three-layered big spoon where they slept soundly until the next morning.
This time the same rules were in play: Shayla was open to experiencing all the sensations that they could throw at her but with no needles, no butt-plugs, and no restraints, and her safe-word was pineapple. And Chris, who would direct the scene from the comfort of her chair, would give instructions to her kitten who would gleefully make both of their naughty fantasies a reality.
Shayla lay back, sliding her palms across the insides of her thighs which were still spread open for Chris and Michelle’s viewing pleasure.
They were in for a treat.

I love that you have a threesome between women!