California Dreamin' Pt. 08 - Sex Stories

California Dreamin' Pt. 08

... me."

There was no way I could stand it to just watch, so I hopped back in. I wrapped my arms around them and kissed each of them, getting more lemon ginger kisses in return. I felt Sloane begin to move her hips in little circles, obviously unable to resist the hard cock inside her.

"Mhmm, that's nice," said Quinn. "So it's okay foryou to move around?" she added playfully.

"Obviously," Sloane whimpered.

They began to make out again as their bodies slowly writhed together. I rubbed Sloane's back, moving my hands with her gyrations, helping and encouraging. I caressed down her back and felt the top of her ass, the muscles contracting in time with her movements. My index finger slid into her crack. I stopped as she squeezed her cheeks, briefly trapping my finger, but then slid further down to her opening. She didn't protest, so I began to rub my fingertip over her rosebud. She sighed deeply as I applied a little more pressure.

"Oooh, damn it..." she cooed. "You're naughty, Jack..."

"Do you want me to stop?" I pressed a little harder and felt my finger slip just inside her. "Because I can go sit over there like a good boy." I pushed in to my second knuckle and pulled out several times before she answered.

"No, I like it when you and Quinny use me..."

She moaned softly as I slid my whole finger into her beautiful ass, but stopped suddenly and tensed.

"Oh, I'm sorry, baby, I—" I said, pulling out of her tight rear end.

"No," she whispered. "You just ...

... gave me an idea.There's something I've always wanted to try..."

Quinn and I similarly froze at attention.

"Really?" Quinn managed to stutter. "Like right now?"

"Well, after we shower and get clean. Think you two could grant an early Christmas wish for me?"

"Uh huh," we choked out simultaneously.

"Not that I really want to stop this," she said seductively, resuming her gyrations, "but I'd really like to feel you both inside me."

I stood and gently reached under her arms. She whined a bit as she pulled off Quinn's shaft, but kissed me as she stood up.

We followed her inside like puppies. We didn't bother drying off, leaving drippy puddles on the floor toward the en suite. The spa-like room rivaled Sloane's bathroom at home and had a shower that might have been even a bit larger. Instead of smooth gray tile though, the whole space was lined with rough-hewn slate in dark, rich colors.

We stepped in and turned the water on. Quinn and I were both still quite hard, and watching Sloane wash herself kept us in peak form. We finally joined her under the spray, slowly kissing and making some attempt at washing. At one point we had her sandwiched between us, slippery cocks sliding against her stomach and between her round ass cheeks, respectively.

"Mhmm, yeah,just like this..." she said breathily. "You two all clean?"

We nodded eagerly and dried off. She beckoned us back out into the bedroom and crawled up on the fluffy comforter covering the king sized ...