Sin and Sugar

Amanda set her glass down, “Tonight you promised to initiate me into your world.” She looked up at Noah. “And from the start of our relationship, I want all of my experiences to be wicked.”

Dinah laughed, “You’ve met your match with this one.” She moved behind Amanda and kissed the back of her neck.

Amanda moaned and shivered, but she never took her eyes off of Noah. She felt her stomach clench. Would he live up to what he promised? His offer in the carriage was only one of many he’d made.

He took her hand, “Oh my darling, Amanda.” He leaned forward and kissed her, and she tasted the absinthe and sugar on his tongue.  He broke the kiss, moving back just enough that she could still feel his lips moving against hers. “I swear to make real every wicked desire you can dream up.”

Amanda felt Dinah’s arms wrap around her. “Come,” she whispered in Amanda’s ear. “It is getting far too hot for all of these clothes.”

Amanda allowed herself to be led away from Noah. Dinah began unbuttoning the tiny pearl buttons that ran down Amanda’s back. As her flesh was revealed, Dinah paused and kissed each new inch of flesh. Noah sat, sipping his drink, and watching. As her dress fell away, Amanda stood in her shift and stays. Dinah made short work of Amanda’s underclothing, leaving her to stand nude before both Dinah and Noah. Amanda smiled at both of them. She’d dreamed of a scene like this as she lay alone in bed, and she felt her nipples tighten. 

Dinah stayed behind her, kissing her neck her fingers brushing over Amanda’s naked arms. “Oh Dinah,” Amanda whispered, wanting more than these fleeting touches, but not sure how to ask for what she wanted.

“Tell me what you want,” Dinah whispered, biting softly at Amana’s shoulder. Her hands moved over Amanda’s flanks and over her belly.

“Touch me,” she whispered, “please.”

Dinah laughed softly, “I am touching you.” To illustrate she traced her fingers over Amanda’s collar bones. “Or did you want me to touch you somewhere else?”

Amanda nodded quickly.

“Then you’ll have to ask,” Dinah said.

Amanda was tongued tied. She knew what she wanted, but she didn't know how to ask for it. She took a deep breath, trying to once again find the boldness that had started this adventure. "Please Dinah, would you touch my breasts?" Her voice, while quiet, was steady.

Amanda’s skin tingled as Dinah let her hands fall lower and cup her breasts. This time she didn’t insist that Amanda ask for anything. Dinah’s thumbs found Amanda’s nipples and made slow circles.

Amanda gasped at the touch and wondered why it was so much more intense when Dinah stroked her than when Amanda touched herself. And Amanda met Noah’s eyes as he watched the two of them.

“Join us,” Amanda called to him.

Noah smiled and rose from the table. He slipped out of his coat and shirt. Amanda, already panting from Dinah’s caresses, felt her breathing hitch and her knees grow weak.

Dinah wrapped an arm around her waist and led her to the large chaise longue. Amanda leaned back on the velvet surface and watched as Noah finished undressing. She’d seen drawings, paintings, and statues of nude men – and she’d spent a summer trying to catch glimpses of a particularly handsome stable lad, but this was her first time seeing a naked man.

Her eyes traveled over the broad expanse of his chest and followed the dark hair that covered his chest and led to his jutting phallus. She bit her lip as her eyes locked on to his sex.

“He’s gorgeous, isn’t he?” Dinah said, having shed her own dress. She slid on to the chaise, warm and naked next to Amanda. Dinah kissed Amanda’s shoulders. “Noah, bring the sugar and absinthe with you.”

Noah grabbed both and joined them. Dinah soaked two sugar cubes and gave one to Noah. Then she rubbed the liquor-soaked sugar over Amana’s nipples. Noah followed her lead, drawing the sugar first over Amanda’s lips and them down her neck. Both of them quickly followed their sugar smearing with enthusiastic licking.

Amanda moaned as Noah kissed her at the same time Dinah’s tongue lapped at her nipple. Amanda clutched at Noah’s shoulder when he broke their kiss and followed the lines of sticky sugar and absinthe to join Dinah at her breasts.

Amanda watched as Noah and Dinah kissed before they both returned their attentions to her nipples. She writhed under their attention. Her body tingled and she could feel the ache of need between her legs. “More please” Amanda moaned.

Both Dinah and Noah looked up at her. Noah smiled and moved his hand over the curve of her belly, and slipped his fingers between her thighs. Amanda gasped.

“You are deliciously hot and wet, Amanda,” he said, his fingers swirling around her clit.

Amanda closed her eyes, savoring the touch and feeling her hips shift to meet his fingers.

“Oh no, sweetheart, you should watch” Dinah whispered in her ear. “You’ll want to see everything.”

Amanda let her eyes flutter open, and Noah increased the pressure of his fingers. Amanda whimpered and reached for Dinah, kissing her hard. The pleasure that washed over her was overwhelming. Once again, she was stunned at how much more pleasure she derived from someone else’s touch. She’d spent many nights rubbing her wet sex until she buried her cries in a pillow. The feelings that Noah’s and Dinah’s touch created were something beyond her wildest imaginings.

Dinah’s tongue tasted of absinthe and sugar as it entered her mouth, and Amanda opened her legs wider to Noah’s touch. When Dinah’s fingers returned to her nipples, pinching and teasing, Amanda felt her pleasure crest, and she shivered breaking the kiss to cry out her orgasm.

Noah slowed his touch, finally moving his wet fingers to his mouth, licking them clean. “You’re sweeter than the sugar,” he said.

Amanda felt herself blushing.

“Would you like a taste?” he asked.

Both Amanda and Dinah answered together and then giggled together. Amanda’s giggle turning into a moan as Noah returned his fingers to her sex.

Amanda sucked his fingers clean, tasting her own salty sweetness. Noah ran his wet fingers over her lips and down her neck. “I want everything tonight,” she said.

Noah raised an eyebrow, “everything?”

“I want to be a thoroughly ruined woman on our wedding day.”