Evolution/Revolution
Chapter IV
Laura did not know which she wanted more. The tranquility this orgasm was
bringing or the electricity of a new one. Laura said, cum for me David, cum for
me Annie. They continued filling her palm with the juices from her first
unrestrained orgasm.
Annie listened and waited. Waited until the gatekeeper welcomed Laura's last
ebbing ripple home. Waited until Laura had finished fucking her and David.
Stepping forward, Annie bumped the door to draw attention and to not startle.
Laura's face was flushed from excitement, embarrassment perhaps. She needed to
be held. Annie needed to be held. Annie wished she were Laura.
Annie took Laura in her arms, kissing her forehead and stroking her hair. She
whispered, I heard my little one. I heard. You wanted David and I to cum for
you. Thank you, Laura. Tell me. Please.
In detail, Laura repeated the visions and sounds of Annie and David fucking and
how their control and lack of control had stirred her into a sexual frenzy. The
peculiar pain/pleasure connection between her nipples and clit made her sigh, Oh
my god, Aunt Annie!
I was you and I was David. I wanted to make the three of us cum, but I did not
want to stop fucking. Is that wrong, Aunt Annie?
No, it is not wrong. Wanting someone else to have pleasure can never be wrong
little one. It is a necessity. But there is so much more. Do you want more,
little one? Would you like more?
Yes, oh fuck yes. I have to cum again. Just like now.
You will never have another orgasm like the one you just experienced. It is
forever gone. You may have similar ones that seem equally gratifying. They are
not. In time they will wane, but never vanish. Imposters who spread comfort
disguised as contentment.
Do not deceive yourself, Laura. Trust me, you will require more.
With the back of her hand, Annie brushed the hair from Laura's face to kiss her
eyebrow. Wanting someone else to experience pleasure is wonderful. But, when
you realize that someone else feeling pleasure brings you as much satisfaction
as if you experienced it yourself, this is better yet.
Do you understand, Laura?
I am not sure, Annie.
We can talk about this another day, if you choose. It is time for you to sleep
now. Rising, Annie's tongue brushed Laura's upper lip. She whispered, I am so
happy you wanted us to fuck. Thank you little one. Dream a sweet dream.
It was time for a hot bath and to think and to plan.
