Fran of Arabia – Part 2

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Then that something started to vibrate and move on its own in small circles. As it pushed inside me I knew it was a sex toy, but not just any sex toy, it was attached to someone! A female someone based on the softness of the hips that pushed against me.

Once it was fully buried in my box I felt the most incredible sensation on my clit. The source of the wonderful vibrations pushed directly against my button and I felt the tingle through to the top of my head.

Every time she pushed into me I could feel her tremble with pleasure as well. She thrust her hips with perfect, practiced rhythm. Over and over and over again she pushed deep into me, each time gaining speed and slamming my clit harder and harder.

The warm pussy on my tongue suddenly shuddered and gushed. I took it all in, lapping up my sweet reward.

The delicious girl on my face rocked back and forth for many minutes before reluctantly climbing off. I was able to get a good look at just who and what was fucking me so wonderfully.

One of the younger women, I never did catch any of their names, had this long curved purple toy that looked as though part of it was inserted into her pussy. Her long wavy brown hair reminded me of Linda Mimari. She even had a similar body shape to Linda, this chick could be her younger sister!

Every time she pushed fully into me that amazing vibrating part was also pushed right against her clit. Now that I had a better idea of what I was working with I was able to adjust my hip motions to match! I wrapped my legs around her small waist and locked my ankles together.

Every time she drove it into me I squeezed my legs and slammed her home, holding the vibrator hard against us both.

In no time the girl between my legs yelled out in orgasm. She had just barely caught her breath and stopped shaking when Kalif clapped once again and then she was fucking my brains out anew.

He had his girls trained very well… I couldn’t wait!

The room soon filled with the sound of women coming. Each one had vibrators of different sizes and was furiously pounding themselves with them for Kalif’s enjoyment.

To my surprise he only had eyes for me, not even glancing at any of the other women. The girls took notice of that too because they worked their pussies with even more ferocity trying to get his attention. He just stared deep into my soul.

Without any warning or buildup, my whole body shuddered and my toes curled. A moan forced its way past my lips but I could not look away from those dark pools.

He didn’t smile or even move a single muscle. He just continued to stare at me.

Desperate for his approval I looked around at the women and settled on a girl with long curly hair and a cute round face that I was pretty sure hadn’t yet been too involved with me. I motioned to her, licking my lips.

She didn’t hesitate, she pulled out the toy she had been using and climbed up onto my chair. I took the toy from her as she lowered herself onto my tongue. As I circled her clit I pushed her forward and just when I clamped my lips firmly onto her nub I pushed the toy back into her pussy and turned the vibrator control up to maximum.

She came almost right away. I didn’t have to ask for another girl because no sooner had she finished her thrashing than a fresh someone was eagerly jumping onto my face.

My body was covered with sweat as I traded orgasm after orgasm with the girl fucking me. Every time she would stop for a moment Kalif would clap and she would continue.

Eventually, the wonderful little thing with the purple toy collapsed exhausted to the floor. Kalif stared at me as I laid there, quivering, barely able to catch my breath yet I managed to move a hand down to my box, rubbing it slowly for him.

Kalif clapped his hands together a single time and his manservants hurriedly carried the girl off. With another clap, a different girl took her place with the wonderful purple toy.

Every woman there had cum on my face at least four times before I realized the sun was setting.

It had been around noon when I arrived!

They worked me over until I couldn’t move and each depleted woman had been carried off one by one until it was just me, Kalif, and the rising sun.

Exhausted and as sore as I was, I was still desperate for Kalif to take me. I wanted him to fuck my brains out more than I had wanted any man in my whole life. It wasn’t just that the best toy in the world doesn’t quite cut it when you love the sausage as much as I do. I had to have HIM. My whole body cried out for his attention.

When he finally rose from his throne I gasped out a “Please.” but he just smiled at me and walked off.

“No!”, I tried to cry out but I just couldn’t manage it. Instead, I passed out alone in the chair.

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