Girls' Night - Sex Stories

Girls' Night

... sweet liquid. I buck against her, grinding my pussy against her face. “Oh, fuck! Eat my pussy, baby. It’s all yours,” I pant as I feel my orgasm quickly approaching. She moves her tongue to my clit as she inserts two fingers inside me, curling them upward so she can easily fuck my spongy pleasure center. My body stiffens as the pleasure overwhelms me and I unravel, bucking my hips wildly. “Oh, Alice!” I scream. The pulses of sheer pleasure subside, and my hips slowly stop gyrating and come to a stop. “I love watching you come. Now it’s my turn,” she says as she pushes me down onto the bed and straddles my face. She is so wet, her panties must have disintegrated. I lick it all up, burying my face into her cunt. She grinds her pussy against my face and sets a rhythm. I spread her, and move a finger to her ass, pressing gently. “Oh, God!” she gasps. “Fuck, yea. Just like that, baby,” she moans as she picks up the pace, moving against me. “Cum on my face,” I beg. I slowly move my hand down to my nipple and give it a pinch, rolling it in between my thumb and finger as I move my other hand to my clit and rub ferociously. “Oh, Leslie, I’m coming! I’m coming!” she says as I feel her body go rigid and a warm liquid covers my face. I eagerly lick it up all. "That was amazing, you're so responsive. I like that," I say trying to catch my breath. “I’m not quite done with you yet,” she says as she reaches for ...

... my panties. I help her remove them as she leans over my body, sending shivers throughout my body as her nipples dance across my skin. She turns to face me, and whispers, “Let’s come together," as she repositions herself in between my legs so that our pussies touch. She starts grinding against me, our combined juices making a great lubricant. “You feel so good, Alice,” I say as I match her movements. “I’ve wanted to do this to you since the first time we met, you’re so gorgeous. I’m yours. Take me!” she cries as she bucks into me. “Ahhh!” I shout as we come together. Our heads are thrown back as the passion between us sends us into oblivion. We slow as the mind-blowing orgasm dwindles away, leaving small pulses in its wake. Something catches my eye outside the door; I look over and see my husband, Bryan, standing in the doorway slowly stroking the bulge in his pants. “It looks like we have an audience,” I say motioning towards the door. Alice smiles at him. “You like what you see, Hun'? Why don’t you join us?” “That’s a great idea. You’re home early and I’ve missed you,” I say as I make my way to my slack jawed husband. He grins as I kiss him firmly on the mouth. “Now I know why the Pizza delivery guy was having a hard time getting a hold of you. The pizza is cold and on the counter,” he says taking me into his arms. “I like cold pizza,” I say pulling him by his tie towards the bed. To be continued…