Coed Blowjob Buddies 4 by loyalsock
Date: 1/27/2017,
Categories:
Fetish,
Group Sex
Hardcore
Author: loyalsock
... fair," Bethany protested with a smile on her face. "Make him cum," Allison said, still groping Bethany. "No, it's your turn," she said, pulling away. When Allison hesitated, Bethany pushed on the back of her head. "Do it, cumslut. Suck that cock." "Oh yeah," tall, dark and handsome said, able to hear that round of conversation. Bethany moved closer to Allison's ear so their conversation would be private. As she spoke, she reached between Allison's legs and rubbed her pussy. She could feel the excited warm through the thin fabric. "Does that cock feel good?" she asked. "Are you getting wet sucking it?" Allison groaned, shot Bethany a glare and Bethany smiled back. She moved her hand to Allison's braless chest and rubbed her tits. "Your nipples are so hard," she softly purred. "Oh yeah," their guy friend said with greater urgency. Allison pulled away and insisted they trade places. While Bethany sucked, Allison groped her and spoke to the guy. "Cum in her mouth, get dressed and get out here, okay?" "For real?" he asked in a faraway voice, as if he was talking through a trance. "Exactly like that or she stops." "Okay," he said. "Close. Really close." "Do it. In her mouth. Do it!" "Here it comes!" he cried out and he wasn't lying. His orgasm began and he rewarded their dual efforts with a nice mouthful of cum inside Bethany's mouth. Like before, she pressed ...
... her mouth against Allison's as quick as she could and their intimate kiss began. At first, their kiss was the same as the others they had shared. It attracted the attention of their man friend and he chuckled. He enjoyed the show while he dressed and left. Once the door snickered shut behind, their kiss changed. Allison was first to react. Because of how they knelt in front of each other, perhaps she could see the man walking away? It didn't matter. Allison's hands were first to move from around Bethany's back. Allison clutched at Bethany's chest with both hands. The moment she did, Bethany's hands moved, too. She reached for her friend, running her hands up her sides and beneath her tight t-shirt until her hands found Allison's bare, firm tits. She hadn't intended on doing it beneath her shirt and was started when she felt stiff nipples pressing against the palms of her hands. She felt Allison's moan. Allison responded by lowering one of her hands. Allison again cupped Bethany's sex. She rubbed the juncture between her friend's legs while groping her chest and maintaining their kiss. It couldn't last. They were back on the high wire, slipping, dangling and falling towards the safety net. Would they fall together or . . .? Bethany pulled away, breaking their kiss and staring at her two handfuls of breasts. She ran her thumbs over stiff nipples one last time before pulling Allison's shirt back into place. "We should stop," she said, seeing the questioning look on her ...