1 Baton, 5 Choir Girls - Sex Stories

1 Baton, 5 Choir Girls

... moaned, “I’ll be fast, I promise… Ohhh….” Before I could even gyrate my hips forward, her pussy walls contracted and spasmed, almost sending me over the edge anyway. I’d not known something could feel so good in my life. As sudden as she’d gotten on me, she pulled off, chest heaving. She sat down next to my feet and began to rub my calves absently, eyes closed and hand rubbing her clit gently. “Sorry,” she mumbled, “Sorry.” “My turn,” Krista W. said, and I realized for the first time that she had been sitting at my head, rubbing a hand through my hair. “You didn’t cum, did you?” I shook my head, looking around as she crawled over me. Krista S. was kneeling next to the couch, looking at me. Emily and Kristen were sitting a few feet away, both cross-legged, facing each other and rubbing one another’s pussies, eyes closed. All four of their breasts swayed with the motion. “Can I kiss you while she does this?” Krista S. asked, pulling my attention back to her. “Yes please,” I said, and she cracked a smile. “So polite.” With that, she began to make out with me, just in time for me to feel Krista W. slide my member inside of her. Her pussy was far tighter than Hally’s and I realized that it was probably because she was a virgin, meaning Hally probably wasn’t. I wondered briefly if her hymen was still intact, but knew if it had been a moment before it wasn’t now. Krista S. continued to kiss me, starting to move down my neck and chest. I looked up at Krista W. Her face was a ...

... picture of ecstasy, her mouth in a little “O” of astonishment as she rode me, both arms back, causing her small breasts to be thrust out. She suddenly launched forward, almost cracking skulls with the other Krista, who pulled back, startled. Krista W. put her arms around me and started to thrust herself forward and back. There was no stopping it now. Groaning and kissing the girl’s neck, I thrust forward and back with her, alternating. I felt a hand on my head and a hand gently rubbing my balls. “Let it all out, Brian,” Krista S. said quietly. “Fill her up.” I obeyed. Just as the first wave of cum went into Krista W. I felt her pussy walls contract and she actually screamed in pleasure. Another wave came from my penis and another and another. “Thank you, thank you, thank you,” Krista W. was saying over and over again as we bucked a few final times. “I am SO glad I popped my own cherry before this.” Well that answered that question. She slid off of me and, still very breathless, said, “Hurry, someone else get on him before he gets soft! Emily, you look like you could explode any second. Come get some man meat.” The tall girl was still being pleasured by Kristen, and they both looked like they could climax at any moment. “Wait,” I said, standing wobbly, “I have an idea. Both of you come on the couch, your butts facing out. I think I can get you both done really fast. You’ll have to hurry, though, I don’t know how long I’ll be hard.” “I still have my cherry,” Kristen said, moving ...