Victorious: Bi the Way... - Sex Stories

Victorious: Bi the Way...

... those full outer lips pressing in on me. I part them with my thumbs and begin to do my ABCs. Before I finish the upper case letters, in cursive, I find most of Jade's sensitive spots - my tongue plunges into her often. From this point, I mimic her earlier actions. I thrill when her orgasm hits. I sit back to watch as she cums. Jade throw her head back, her long, dark hair flowing down her back. Her eyes screw shut (no pun intended) and her body goes rigid as her captivating tits thrust out. After she falls back on the sofa, I again sit next to her. She grabs my head and kisses me ferociously. Then she says, "Okay, lesson learned. Now for advanced training." Jade lay back and has me crawl on top of her into that classic position and we begin to lick and suckle each other to another roaring climax. I come first and scream into her, setting Jade off. Her tongue, then her finger, in my ass help out too... * * * "Hey, Jade?" "Yeah?" comes her lazy reply. "Think we could do this again sometime?" "Sure. You're not half bad at eating pussy. Some training and you'll be an expert. Anyway, if it keeps you from singing..." Uh-oh, she's starting to sober up. I ...

... guess I have a thoughtful look on my face and she asks, "What gives, Vega?" "I was just wondering if Cat would want to share Beck sometime..." Jade stands up, her sexy body right there in front of me. She chuckles, "Maybe so. Lil' Cat is a sexpot." She starts to pull on her dress and tosses mine to me. "C'mon, I rode with Shapiro and he's probably in way over his head right now. You can give me a lift." "Huh?" She smirks at me with a sexy glint in her eye. "I'll make it worth your while." I waste no time pulling on my dress and following her out. Like Jade, I don't worry about closing up the back. We're walking through the living room and I see two guys smoking a joint. I grab it and say, "Keep it downstairs." I hand it to Jade. She takes a big hit and I feel better about driving her home. I want a happy, sexy Jade, not a bitchy, ganky Jade. (I suppose I'm being redundant here.) As we walk to my car, the cool night breeze finds my still-wet core and frissons of pleasure course through me. Remembering what Jade told me, what I saw in the room and what happened to my underwear, I start to laugh. "What?" "Marcy will be picking up plenty of underwear tomorrow!"