California Dreamin' Pt. 08 - Sex Stories

California Dreamin' Pt. 08

... us. I watched briefly as Quinn dipped back into her puckered opening, licking around the sensitive ring before pushing back inside it. I resumed my gentle lapping at her smooth lips and pleasure button.

Not long passed before our attentions were rewarded. Sloane ran her fingers up my back and squeezed my neck, conveying the urgency. I repeated the circular pattern around her clit with my tongue.

"Just like that," Sloane panted, "I'm almost there Jack,yes..."

Her hips began to writhe against me. Quinn and I bumped noses as we continued to eat her out.

"Oh fuck,cumming... And, oh... shit!" She cried out before relaxing into a low moan.

Sloane's body went rigid as her climax peaked. My mouth completely covered her slit and I was gently, slowly tonging her clit when I felt my mouth begin to fill with warm fluid.

Holy shit... I thought through a fog of lust,this is new... I closed my eyes and continued to kiss her cunt, swirling my tongue around her lips while I eagerly swallowed. My cock throbbed painfully as I bathed in the new experience, more than a little proud of myself.

I finally pulled my mouth away as her aftershocks tapered off. Quinn had been watching from the other side. I grinned and lewdly opened my mouth, showing the last of the liquid on my tongue. Quinn's eyes went wide.

"Oh my god," Sloane finally moaned. We turned and crawled up to her. "I've never squirted before. Did you..." She reach up and touched my very wet lower lip.

"Uh ...

... huh," I smiled widely. "It was a nice surprise."

"Wow..." said Quinn slowly. "That's a new square on the bingo card."

We lay back on Sloane's pillow together and held her hands.

"I want you both of you inside me," she cooed. "I'm still so fucking horny... who wants to get my ass ready?"

Quinn had hopped up and off the bed before I could even react.

"Yes, ma'am," she said, returning with a small bottle of lube. "Just get comfy."

Sloane rolled onto her stomach. I began rubbing her back and the beautiful rounds of her butt while Quinn worked. One finger, then two, then three gently stretched her rosebud open while I watched in awe. After a few minutes, the slow plunging in her back door changed from sharp breaths to low, satisfying whimpers.

"I'm ready," she finally said. "I want you now."

I squeezed her hand in mine. "Do you want to lay on me?" I asked sweetly. She nodded. I pushed my legs together and helped her straddle me. We kissed gently as she lowered her lips down to my head, her wetness making my entry easy. She slid all the way down, her pussy lips stretching around the base of my cock as she laid on me.

"God, I love being inside you..." I breathed. "This is gonna be fun."

"I'll go slow," said Quinn from above us. She lathered her shaft with more of the lube.

Sloane spread her legs wider, still impaled on my hard tool. Quinn scooted up, kneeling in the narrow valleys between our thighs. I felt the heat of her skin against us.

"Just say ...