Pam: Part 10 (Pam vs. vibrator vs. Ashley and June)
Pam is still trembling, high on the afterglow of making June cum—her first time ever bringing a woman to orgasm, and it has shattered something inside her. In the best way. Her cheeks are flushed, chest heaving, nipples hard from arousal and pride.
“I… I want to try it again,” she says, voice small but determined. “But… on myself this time.”
June raises an eyebrow, intrigued. “Ohh. You want to use the toy on yourself?”
Pam nods. “With you watching. Helping.”
Ashley kisses her softly. “Of course, baby. Show us what you want.”
Pam lies back on the cushions, legs parted, the toy in hand. She looks a little nervous—still new to all of this—but June crawls beside her, guiding her hand with quiet patience.
“Angle it like this,” she whispers, fingers over Pam’s. “Let it hum against your clit first… don’t go inside yet.”
Pam moans at the contact, her hips jerking involuntarily. “God…”
“You’re doing so good,” Ashley murmurs from the other side, brushing back Pam’s damp curls. “Take your time.”
Pam begins to grind the toy slowly, her free hand clenching in the sheets. Her moans get louder, breath more ragged. And then—
“C-Can you go down on me while I do this?” she asks without specifying which “you” —it really doesn’t matter—her voice trembling with need, want, and lust.
Ashley smiles and kisses her. “Yes, sweet girl.”
She slides down, lips tracing a path along Pam’s belly, before settling between her thighs. She kisses around the toy, teasing, then gently nudges it aside to lap at Pam’s folds—slow, broad strokes of her tongue, syncing with the rhythm of the vibrator.
Pam’s back arches instantly. “Oh fuck— Ashley—” June, already watching with rapt attention, licks her lips. “I want that Pam juice too.”
Ashley pauses, eyes glinting, and motions for her. “Let’s take turns then.”
They kiss once—hot, open-mouthed—before June sinks down to replace her. She dives in eagerly, tongue flicking and pressing, moaning against Pam’s soaked heat. Pam gasps again, the toy trembling in her grip as she edges closer and closer.
They start to trade places—Ashley and June—swapping turns with soft giggles and teasing kisses, making out wetly in between each switch. Their mouths glisten with Pam’s arousal, and they seem to relish it.
Pam is sobbing now—too much pleasure, too much stimulation, her legs trembling, hips lifting off the couch.
“I—I can’t—I’m gonna—”
Ashley and June both press in at once—Ashley sucking on her clit while June licks just below, moaning into her—hands stroking her soft thighs.
Pam’s cry turns into a scream.
And then— She cums. Hard.
Her whole body seizes, the toy flying from her hand as her thighs clamp tight around Ashley’s shoulders. A rush of squirt sprays out, splashing across both Ashley’s and June’s faces.
Ashley laughs—delighted—while June licks her lips in surprise.
“Oh my god,” Pam gasps, dazed. “Did I—did I just—?”
“You squirted,” June grins, wiping her chin. “Fucking gorgeous. And delicious.”
Ashley turns to June and pulls her into another kiss—deep, slow, messy—with Pam’s release smeared across both their cheeks. They moan into each other’s mouths, arousal reigniting like fire catching wind.
Pam can only watch, breathless, amazed at what she’s just done.
“I wanna do that again,” she whispers.
Ashley turns, eyes gleaming. “Oh, honey… we’re far from done.”