Just the Six of Us Ch.7 - Sex Stories

Just the Six of Us Ch.7

... "Just do it you big pussy" "This is different Sarah. I don't know about this." "Mike, if you don't want me then..." "It's not that Sarah, I do want you. I mean, I really do want you, like a lot. I keep having a voice in my head saying throw you to the ground and fuck you." "Maybe you should listen to it," she said and began to rub her pussy again. "I don't know Sarah." "Well, if you aren't comfortable," she said, pulling her hand away from her pussy and sticking her fingers in her mouth. "I just don't want things to get weird between us, and I don't want you to get hurt." She smiled, touched at his concern. "Mike, I want to fuck you more than I've wanted to fuck anyone before, and that's saying a lot for me." "You do?" he asked, genuine surprise on his face. "WILL YOU PLEASE FUCK HER, ALREADY!" She nodded, smiling sweetly again. He pulled the condom wrapper off and began to try and pull it over his dick, then turned it over when he realized it was inverted, rolling his eyes as it slid easily over his dick. Sarah was watching him with an amused expression on her face. She gently lifted her shirt off her head as he pulled his lounge pants around his ankles. She was lying on her back, her elbows propping up her upper body, her breasts pointing up at him and nipples hardening in the cool air. She slowly spread her legs and licked her lips as he came forwards, positioning himself at her vagina. "Just go slow at first, and then do whatever feels good to you," she told him, pulling ...

... him close and reaching up to kiss him. He nodded, shuffling his feet closer. He began to rub the head of his cock against her still moist pussy lips. She closed her eyes and sighed softly, eagerly awaiting the cock that was poised for a plunge into her snatch. A loud knock on his door sent him scrambling up and yanking his pants upwards, the condom still on his penis. Sarah rolled quickly under his bed, grabbing her shirt but forgetting her shorts on the ground. The door opened as Mike sat down quickly at his desk. It was Emma. "Hey, Mike, can you look at my car later. It's making a funny noise." "Yeah sure," he said, trying to sound dismissive. "Thanks," she said, with a curious pause. She was staring down at the decidedly feminine shorts on the ground near the bed. He didn't turn around as she closed the door behind her with a soft click, and couldn't see the shocked look on her face. Sarah rolled out from under the bed, a huge grin on her face. "That was a close one!" "Ya think?" Mike said, a little too loudly. "I told you we might get caught!" "Calm down, sweetie, she didn't notice anything." She began to pull her shirt over her head, realizing that they wouldn't be continuing their fun at that moment. "She might have seen your shorts!" he cried. "You can still fuck her!" 'Stay out of this,' he begged the voice. "Pussy! Gimme gimme gimme." "She didn't, sweetie. Calm down. We'll try again when we are alone. I know this was a little difficult on you, but I promise I'll take ...