Friends Helping Friends Ch. 07 - Sex Stories

Friends Helping Friends Ch. 07

... really good at that, but over the years you've gotten to be an expert. College boys, they don't think that far. They only think as far as the end of their dicks. To them, good sex is if the girl gets off at all. You know what I mean?"

"Sure. But we all go through that phase. Well, at least most of us."

"Some of you, like Bob, don't out grow it," she said with a chuckle. "Look. I'll talk to her again. Okay?"

"Okay. Thanks, lover."

She leaned in and kissed me. "Now, you want to help me with these cookies? They're your favorite kind!"

"Sure," I answered. We spent the next ten minutes working on making the marshmallow wreath cookies. It's a messy job, ending with your hands covered in butter and marshmallow-covered cornflakes. Gina and Sam had come up the stairs while we were making them, both Mandy and I standing at the kitchen counter. Sam joined in, the three of us dipping our hands into the bowl to grab some of the hot marshmallow-covered cereal and form it onto the wreath shape on wax paper. Gina seemed content to watch, for a while anyway.

"HEY!" I said, startled as my shorts were abruptly pulled down. I started to grab for them and then stopped, staring at my hands. I felt Gina press herself against me from behind, now bare all the way to my ankles. Her tits pressed against my back, her hard nipples pushed hard into my back as her hands slipped around my waist and grabbed my flagging dick.

"You girls get him all revved up, you're gonna have to take ...

... care of it. I'm way too busy today to spend all day playing sex games, even with my husband," my wife said without looking over at Gina or Sam.

"Is that permission, Mrs. Young?"

"I heard you were playing tease games down there with him. You should be careful. You get a man all turned on, he's going to want more than just a tease."

"Who said I wasn't ready for that?" Gina said. "After seeing it when he left the office down there, it might be interesting."

"Be carful what you wish for. Might be more interesting than you're expecting."

"If she isn't, I am," Sam said quickly, leaning against my arm with hers as she formed another holly wreath.

"Honey, your dad loves you very much, but I don't think you want that kind of relationship with him."

"I wouldn't mind. I mean, from what I can tell, he's fucking all kinds of women. I just want to know what's so special about sex with a guy that can turn on so many women."

"I think we better have this talk without your father in hearing range," Mandy said with a frown. "Honey, why don't you clean your hands off and go downstairs with Gina for a while Sam and I talk?"

"And by go downstairs..."

"Oh, honey. You know damn well what I mean. Go downstairs, and if she wants to be fucked, fuck her. I have my hands full trying to get this done before everyone gets here. I don't have all day to play 'can we fuck now' with you. Just go down with Gina and get it out of your system."

"Fine,." I answered, shuffling to the ...