Beat-Off Buddies, Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

Beat-Off Buddies, Chapter 3

... clothes off of me! I did the same to him. We were both naked in the living room within minutes. We didn’t even kiss. As soon as our clothes were on the floor, he grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me into my bedroom. He picked me up and threw me on my bed on my back!”

She laughed at the memory, and then flung herself down onto her dorm bed. She took her glasses off and set them on the desk.

“He bent my legs straight up over my head! My knees were by my ears! It wasn’t very comfortable, but I didn’t care. I wanted him to have total access to me.” As she was describing the position, she was also getting into it. She was really limber! Her knees almost touched the bed beside her head, and her sexy feet pointed the other way. I stared at her wide-open pussy, still wet and glistening from my own story, now ready for further action.

“He dove in and started licking me all over; my pussy, my butt-hole, my thighs, my navel, my hips; his tongue was on fire, and so was I!”

She had moistened three fingers of one hand in her mouth, and was now “licking” herself all over; she stroked her pussy lips, stroked up and down her thighs, tickled her own anus, over and over. She had her other arm under her knees, keeping her legs pulled back. Her pussy was open and pink and moist. I noticed that my cock was hard, and was even more surprised to notice that I was already stroking it!

“He licked me and nibbled me and sucked on my clit; I was going crazy. My head was thrashing back ...

... and forth.” Sure enough, she was jerking her head from side to side as she frigged herself. “Then, with his tongue never stopping, he slipped a finger into my pussy.” Jane let go of her knees and brought her other hand to her pussy, and inserted a finger. “He sawed it in and out, back and forth, up and down. Then he put in another finger, and another.” Two more fingers entered her pussy and went deep. She re-licked her other hand and then returned it to her clit and lips. She was really going to town on her entire area.

And so was I! I was pounding my cock with both hands. No technique, just up and down, up and down, legs wide open, and leaning back against the cinder block wall of the dorm room. I spat down into my hands occasionally to keep things moist. I could tell I would be cumming again before long.

“He wasn’t trying to make me cum, though; he was just enjoying himself. The bastard! I yelled at him to quit screwing around and fuck me. I needed to cum! So he stood up and told me to get on my hands and knees.”

Jane sat up, turned around, and got on all fours. She flung the pillow off the bed and put her face and shoulders down on the mattress. Her ass was high in the air, and her swollen pussy lips were sticking out behind like a couple of suitcase handles.

“His cock was as stiff as a board, and my pussy was dripping wet. He jammed it into me in one stroke!”

She jammed three fingers back into her pussy from behind and bit her lip from the impact. She started ...