Tasting Pleasure by Marie Haynes

her hair. When he pushed gently on her forehead, she sat up, waiting for further instructions.
    She watched as Maverick pulled Megan to him and kissed her passionately. He pushed her to the bed and climbed on top of her. Alicia smiled, sensing a growing warmth inside of herself, thoroughly enjoying the beauty of Maverick’s moving body. Unable to stop herself, she began to touch his arse, rub it, caress it. Soon she bent over that beautiful orb and began to kiss it. She matched her movements to his, gently spreading his cheeks and licking his arsehole. When it was good and slick, she slowly inserted a finger still coated with oil and pressed against Maverick’s prostrate. Maverick threw his head back and cried out as he came deep inside of the lithesome blonde. Megan also cried out, her thighs clenching around Maverick’s legs as the two shared orgasmic pleasures. When the tremors subsided and Maverick collapsed atop Megan, Alicia grinned, happy with her role. True, she would have liked to have felt Maverick inside of her as well, but as his companion, that was his choice, not hers. She knew, eventually, her aching, wet pussy would be attended to as well. And in the meantime, watching the beauty of his movements enthralled her.
    Finally, Maverick rolled off Megan and pulled both women into his arms, kissing both of them. Alicia snuggled against him.
    “Alicia,” Maverick began, “tell me what you learned this evening.”
    “Well, Mr. Devonshire, I would say that I’ve learned that pleasing you is my passion, but I learned that lesson weeks ago. So I suppose I learned that seeing you with another companion has taught me that your needs are many and I cannot hope to fulfil them all.”
    “And did you find yourself jealous?”
    Alicia considered a moment. “No,” she admitted. “I thought I would be. I knew you had other companions, and the idea of them caused me to feel sparks of jealousy, but tonight, meeting Megan and seeing her serve you—no, I’m not jealous. I just want to please you. In doing so, I find my own release.”
    “Are you angry or even upset that I gave Megan my essence?” he persisted.
    “Again, sir,” she considered, “I thought I would be. I thought if I didn’t receive you that I had failed you, that you were disappointed in me.”
    At this point, Megan raised herself to her elbows and watched Alicia carefully.
    “But I felt none of that. I was simply pleased, honoured even, to be part of your pleasure. It’s your choice as to whom you give your cum to. My desire is that you find pleasure. I can’t deny that my body is aching for release, but I know my place—it is to serve you.”
    “Interesting,” Maverick observed, “and honest.” He kissed her forehead.
    “And you, Megan, what do you think of Alicia?” He looked at the blonde woman.
    Megan lowered her eyes respectfully and fidgeted just a bit.
    “Well…” she began.
    Maverick’s eyes hardened. “I asked a question. You know I expect an immediate and truthful answer. To dawdle is to incur a consequence.”
    “Yes, sir. I apologise,” she said remorsefully. “It’s just that you’ve been spending quite a bit of time with this new companion. I think I understand why.”
    “And why is that?” Maverick prodded.
    “Honestly, Mr. Devonshire, she seems a little slow,” Megan hedged.
    Alicia looked at Megan in shock. What could she mean?
    “How so?” Maverick countered.
    “Well, she’s hesitant. She seems to wait for someone else to tell her what to do. She took her time in preparing for you to leave the bath, the bottles of oil were not symmetrically placed. She was even daydreaming instead of watching you. You actually had to call her over to the bed! She’s also an opportunist,” Megan whispered, glancing at Alicia. “I’m sorry, but it’s true. When I stopped to take a quick breath while sucking Mr. Devonshire, you just leapt in and took my place.” Megan shook her head as a tear formed in her