Gets Fucked In Her Bronze French Cut Pantyhose And Creampied With Angelica Heaven And Olivia Sparkle

Title: “Gets Fucked In Her Bronze French Cut Pantyhose And Creampied With Angelica Heaven And Olivia Sparkle”

In the sultry, dimly-lit bedroom, Angelica Heaven and Olivia Sparkle lounged on the king-sized bed, their eyes locked onto the petite, raven-haired vixen kneeling before them. The lucky girl, Sarah, trembled with anticipation as she awaited her Mistresses’ command. Her heart raced, pounding against her ribcage like a caged bird desperate for freedom.

“Sarah, my dear,” Angelica purred, her voice as smooth as honey and twice as sticky-sweet, “remove your panties. I want to see those French cut pantyhose in all their glory.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Sarah replied, her voice barely above a whisper. She slowly stood, the plush carpet tickling her bare feet as she shimmied out of her lace panties. The cool air kissed her bare skin, sending shivers down her spine.

With a sultry grace, Sarah turned to face Angelica and Olivia, her legs slightly parted. The bronze French cut pantyhose clung to her shapely thighs like a second skin, accentuating every curve and crevice. The sheer material allowed glimpses of her smooth, supple skin beneath, teasing the eye with the promise of forbidden delights.

“Mmmm, very nice,” Olivia remarked, her serpentine tongue flicking out to wet her plump lips. “Now, present yourself.”

Sarah obeyed without hesitation, spreading her legs wide and bending at the waist. She placed her hands on her knees, her back arched like a bow, displaying herself for her Mistresses’ pleasure. The cool air rushed to meet her heated center, and she bit her lip to stifle a moan.

Angelica rose from the bed, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor as she approached Sarah. She traced a perfectly manicured finger along the seam of the pantyhose, her touch feather-light and electric. Sarah’s breath hitched, her hips twitching forward of their own accord.

“That’s it, pet,” Angelica cooed, her finger teasing lower, brushing against Sarah’s dampening lips through the sheer material. “You want this, don’t you? You want me to touch you, to claim you, to fuck you until you forget your own name.”

Sarah could only nod, her mind hazy with lust. Olivia joined Angelica, her hands roaming over Sarah’s trembling body, tweaking and tugging at her pert nipples. Sarah gasped, her back arching to press herself further into Olivia’s touch.

Angelica pulled the pantyhose down, inch by tantalizing inch, until they pooled at Sarah’s ankles. She kicked them off with a tantalizing sway of her hips and spread her legs once more.

Angelica draped Sarah’s trembling thighs over each of her toned arms and held her aloft. She assaulted Sarah’s drenched folds with her skillful tongue, delving into her hot, wet center, lapping at her Most Intimate Jewels and sucking at the throbbing Pearl. Sarah cried out in ecstasy, her fingernails digging into Angelica’s scalp.

Olivia took Angelica’s place behind Sarah, her mouth and teeth joining in the assault. She nibbled and suckled at Sarah’s thighs, leaving perfectly placed marks of ownership that Sarah would wear like Medals of Honor.

Sarah’s pleasure rose to a fever pitch, her body tensing and quivering like a bowstring pulled too tight. Just as she teetered on the edge of oblivion, Angelica plunged two fingers deep inside her quivering channel, curling them just so. Sarah cried out, her world shattering into a million glittering shards of ecstasy.

She collapsed against Angelica and Olivia, her limbs quivering and her chest heaving. But the Mistresses were far from finished with their plaything. Angelica grasped Sarah’s hips and positioned her on her knees, crouched upon all fours. Olivia rolled a condom onto her throbbing shaft and positioned herself at Sarah’s slick entrance.

With one powerful thrust, Olivia buried herself hilt-deep into Sarah’s aching channel. Sarah cried out, her nails scrabbling at the sheets, as Olivia set a brutal pace, pistoning in and out of her tight heat.

Angelica joined in, kneeling before Sarah and feeding her length upon length of her thick, veiny shaft. Sarah gagged and sputtered around the invading flesh, drool dribbling down her chin and onto her heaving breasts.

The two Mistresses fucked her with wild abandon, grunts and groans of pleasure mingling with the slick, obscene sounds of flesh meeting flesh. Sarah existed only to receive, to be consumed by their shared desires, a willing vessel for their pleasure.

Olivia’s thrusts grew erratic, her fingers digging into Sarah’s hips with bruising force. With a roar that shook the very walls, Olivia buried herself deep and flooded Sarah with her hot, thick seed. Sarah’s eyes rolled back as she came apart at the seams, her mind fracturing into a million pieces.

With a final plunge, Angelica spilled her own release down Sarah’s convulsing throat, her seed dripping from her slackened lips. Sarah greedily swallowed every last drop, savoring the musky flavor of her Mistress’ satisfaction.

The three collapsed in a heap of sweaty limbs and racing hearts, basking in the afterglow of their shared passion. Sarah drifted off to sleep, dreams of Mistresses and French cut pantyhose dancing through her head.

In the morning, she awoke alone, her body aching in all the right places, a satisfied smile upon her lips. She glanced down at her naked form, the faint imprints of fingers and teeth a roadmap of the night before.

With a contented sigh, Sarah rose and stretched, ready to face whatever delights the day would bring. Though she knew it would be many more nights like this, kitsune’s ears and black tail shamelessly for all to see, she would savor every moment, every touch, every taste.

For she was Sarah, the eager plaything of Angels and Sparks, unashamed and unapologetic in her devotion to desire. And she couldn’t wait to indulge once more, to surrender to the temptations of the flesh and lose herself utterly.

As the sun rose high in the sky, Sarah prepare for a new devious plan, her kinky mind raced with ideas on how she could seduce more young girls to serve Mistresses Angelica and Olivia. The naive, innocent looking girls were the best, easy to fool with their seductive charm and the complaining she did in forums to get attention.

Sarah couldn’t wait for the next exploit in her twisted, sexy adventures, from the perverted looks she gave Mistress Olivia when no-one was looking is proof that she has become obsessed with her Mistresses. But above all, Sarah know that the best is yet to come….