Nocturnal Chat #8

She Deserves Better

As she sleeps, we lay here waiting for him to leave for work. She's been miserable for days, that lazy bastard of a husband hasn't touched her in over a week. We feel so bad every time she brings it to his attention and he just says, "Really, it's been that long?" or "These things happen". The nerve of him! She whimpers softly in her sleep and we are racked with guilt.
Slam.
Good, he's gone. Time to get to work. First, we listen carefully to make sure we hear the car pull out of the driveway. Five minutes later his exhaust fades away in the distance. We watch her, stricken momentarily by her beauty, as her luscious chocolate mounds rise and fall under the sheets. The slightest hint of her left nipple peering over the top as if inviting us over. The five of us slowly creep up her thigh, cautiously trail up her flat abdomen, and then rest on that same left bosom. We can feel her heart beat quicken just a bit at the feel of us subconsciously cupping her.
As if by instinct, she sighs and spreads her legs open for us. Giddy with excitement we nearly trip over ourselves to get down to her sweet spot. It's been so lonely with us or him, and we all agreed that it's just not fair to her to not be satisfied.
One and Two get there first and part the way for the rest of us. The heat that rises from her makes us anxious. One and Five instruct Two, Four, and Me to take the middle while they hold her silken lips open. I don't know why he even bothered with Four ever since she got that ring, she just sits there. Anyway, Two and I get to work quickly. We take turns alternating our strokes, if one were to see us, it looks as if we're walking on her pussy...momma's kitty definitely needs the exercise. And by her nocturnal purring, I'd say we were doing just fine. I can no longer control myself and I dive inside her warm goodness. The wet slippery folds of her inner sanctum engulf me. Two slips in right along side me, gives me the ok, and we both plunge ourselves deeper and deeper into her perfectly pink oyster. She inhales sharply and we feel The Other Five come down on us with an intense urgency.
The pearl is within our grasp, we quicken our pace. Two slips out to start applying circular tension to her clit and Four slides in to join me. I'm going fast and four is taking her sweet ass time but somehow this crazy rhythm we've created is causing more and more liquid fire to reign down on us. She's moaning loudly and has flipped over to her stomach. Her thighs have closed in on all ten of us and we know we owe her this! In an all out pleasure campaign, the ten of us put aside our differences and begin stroking, tickling, pinching, probing, flicking, vibrating...you name it! We put all the love we have for her into attacking her pussy, and she thanks us then by cuming over and over again. The Other Five were whisked away to grab the headboard, but we continue our assault until her convulsions subside.
Once her breathing has stabilized, we exit her to retrace our steps past her thighs, her stomach, her voluptuous breasts...all the way to her uptown lips which she parts for us and licks herself clean off the Five of Us.
Right before she returns to her slumber, we distinctly hear her murmur, "Thank you".