Slaves of Love

“I think we need to show her,” Gheni told her companion, Dania.

Dania giggled and dropped her robe to the floor, then tugged off her bejeweled bra, revealing large, round breasts. Her areolas were as big around as daisies, and her breasts were firm. As she slipped her skirt down over her hips, Gheni shed her own clothing. Her breasts were a little smaller, and the areolas were the size of small buttercups.

“If you want to drive a man to distraction,” Gheni said, “then touch yourself. Like this.” She ran her fingers across her nipples, and they pebbled immediately. She plucked at them, and they tightened and thrust out.

“The only thing that gets them more aroused is if you touch another woman,” Dania said, dropping her panties onto the floor.

Both women stood naked.

“That’s right,” Gheni said as she approached Dania from behind.

Gheni slid her arms around Dania and stroked up her ribcage, then cupped the woman’s breasts. Dania leaned back against Gheni, resting her head on Gheni’s shoulder, eyes falling closed as Gheni stroked and tweaked her breasts until they thrust forward in obvious excitement. She slid her left hand down Dania’s stomach as she cupped one breast with her right hand.

Dania sighed as Gheni slid her fingers between Dania’s legs.

“Dania, you’re already wet,” she crooned.

“What do you expect? You know exactly how to touch me.” Dania sighed.

“Gheni. Dania. You’re supposed to be helping Shena, not yourselves.”

Shena’s gaze shot to the door, her cheeks flaring with heat at the sight of Jakmerah standing in the doorway. He did not look angry -- in fact, he smiled indulgently at the two women. As a testament to the truth of what the women had been telling her about arousing a man, she could see proof of his arousal by a growing bulge along the seam of his trousers.

The women giggled and stepped toward Shena.

“Come on. We’ll show you.”

One woman started to lift the hem of Shena’s gown.

“No.” Shena skittered back.

“Stop,” Jakmerah commanded. “She will not be comfortable. And if you undress her in front of me, I will not be comfortable. Not and leave her for Keern.”

The women stepped away from Shena, and she relaxed a little.

“What would you like us to do now?” Gheni asked Jakmerah.

“Stay focused on showing her what to do to enamor her man. Remember, she will not have another woman to tempt him with.” He raised a hand as if to stave off offers from them. “And I’m sure she will not want one. Now, proceed with her lessons.”

He made no move to leave.

The women smiled, and Gheni lay down on the bed. “I will be the man, and Dania will be you, Shena.”

Dania stood in front of Gheni and swayed her hips back and forth, running her hands up her body, cupping her breasts, then running down again. She stroked her fingers over her nipples, pinching them lightly. They puckered and thrust outward. She sashayed toward the bed and crawled over Gheni, settling over her hips. She leaned forward, cupping one of her breasts and offering it to Gheni, who smiled and leaned forward to suck the nipple into her mouth, making Dania gasp.

“Oh, yes,” Dania cried.

Gheni slid her fingers to Dania’s dark curls, and Dania cried out again.

“Oh, Gheni, touch me. Slide your fingers inside me.”

“Ladies, this is a

truly wonderful spectacle, but I think you need to give Shena some specific techniques she can use.” Jakmerah’s voice was slightly hoarse, and his bulge had grown.

Dania stood up and retrieved a banana from the table. She pulled back the peel slowly, deliberately.

“Maybe I should show her how to please a man with her mouth.” She discarded the peel and licked the banana from one end to the other, then sucked the end into her mouth. She sucked with a rapid pulsing rhythm, her cheeks hollowing.