Fun with Victoria and Jane Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Fun with Victoria and Jane Pt. 01

... thigh. As Jane's mouth inches closer to what she wants, Vince tries to explain a new sidewalk design to optimize foot traffic. I nod and pretend I'm composed. Then Jane's hot tongue laps over my swollen pussy. I grip my armrests to keep myself from gasping. The horny ache she caused is unreal. Then she slowly does it again. God, my eyes want to roll back as her hot tongue pushes hard against my opening and almost goes in.

"Wait," Vince says. "That's not right. I drew it backwards. Damn it. Sorry."

He quickly erases the impressive sketch and starts over.

"No problem. That's why we practice," I say.

My voice is high as Jane teases the tip of her tongue into my opening. She flicks it up and down and suddenly catches my clit. My body jerks from the shock of pleasure. Thank God Vince isn't looking. I feel arousal drip out of me. If my skirt isn't far enough back, there will be a problem. Thankfully, Jane's tongue catches most of it.

"There," Vince continues. "Everything is labeled better. That won't happen again. Thanks for you patience, Victoria."

"No problem," I half squeak as Jane's tongue teases my clit. I play it off as a yawn. "Oh, excuse me. Forgot my second coffee."

"I'll get it for you after this," Vince promises before he starts his second sketch.

Jane shifts her attention from my clit to my perineum. I grip my armrests tighter as she slips her tongue deeper into my pussy with every lick. I could easily cum if she would do it a little harder. God, ...

... no, bad idea. I'm loud when I cum. I cannot lose control with Vince in the room. He finishes his second sketch and begins to excitedly explain it. Jane takes the opportunity to invade me with her tongue. She plunges deep and laps against my vaginal walls. My body and mind turn to mush. I almost slide under the desk as I whimper in ecstasy. I quickly play it off by clearing my throat. My knuckles are white as I grip my armrests for dear life. Please don't make me cum. Fuck, what is she doing? How did her tongue get that strong? My eyes can barely focus as I spread my legs wider and ride her hypnotic licking. I hope Vince doesn't look. Jane's tongue laps deeper, pressing against my bladder, and my hips try to buck. Fuck. She's making me cum. I can't stop it. Vince finishes speaking and turns to look at me with a big smile on his face. I groan and put my hand over my eyes. I can't take it anymore.

"Yikes... was it that bad?" Vince asks.

He sounds concerned and a little shocked.

"Leg craaamp..." I almost drool.

I tangle my fingers in Jane's hair and pull her face tighter against my pussy as I lose control. The ecstasy makes my eyes cross and my toes curl. Shit. I'm going to cry out. I cover my mouth and let out a helpless cry as pleasure throbs between my legs. Jane's tongue strokes my inner muscles as they quiver and tighten, prolonging the delicious agony. Vince's handsome brow rises as he watches me struggle. My eyes lock with his as Jane slides two fingers inside ...