The Chemist gets her Cum - Sex Stories

The Chemist gets her Cum

... to please her, but her efforts were much more intense. Her fist worked on the head, twisting as her mouth and tongue did the same. If there had been any precum, there would be no trace of it. Bonnie eventually frigged herself into a climax as she bounced up and down on my tongue, which struggled to be of any help. She moved slightly back and slipped her two fingers that had been rubbing her clit into her pussy. She fed me her sweet juice for several minutes, seemingly even more aroused as she watched me suck her fingers clean. The need to come again was becoming closer and closer to urgent as Sara moaned and worked her mouth and hands with abandon. Knowing what she ultimately wanted, I thought it wise to advise her of just how good she was at her task. In between sucking Bonnie’s fingers, I moaned, “I’m getting close, Sara,” as a warning. Bonnie stood and moved away from me as Sara quickly moved to lie down beside me. “Get up and fuck my mouth until you come,” she said. I scrambled to my hands and knees and she put her hands under the back of her head, propping up enough for me to angle my erection into her waiting mouth. I purposely fucked her mouth as slowly as I could, trying to tease her, but she lay there with eyes closed, moaning contentedly, keeping her mouth closed tightly around my shaft. By the time the urge to come arrived again, I was banging my balls against her chin, driving my cock completely into her throat. I grimaced in sweet agony as I felt my cum rising ...

... to the occasion. Sara opened her eyes and stared at me and managed to get a fist on my shaft. Keeping the tip inside her mouth, Sara stroked my cock, feeding herself. Once again, the pleasure of my orgasm was three times more intense than ever before. I stayed in that position for as long as Sara was happy stroking me. When she finally released her grip on me I pulled away. She smiled at me, her eyes wide with glee and she opened her mouth to display her trophy. The tip of her tongue was swimming around in a creamy pool that almost filled her mouth. I sat down on the floor next to Maria and we all watched as Sara sat up, swallowed hard, licked her lips and sighed, “Ah...” Bonnie was approaching me with a bottle in her hand. “I couldn’t find what I wanted but this cooking oil should do,” she said. “Stand up, Gary, so I can take my turn.” I stood up, legs still a little shaky and she tapped the insides of my legs to spread them open so she could sit down in front of me. She poured some of the oil on her hands and began to massage my cock and balls, soaking them and making them slippery. Maria and Sara were lying next to each other on the floor watching while Bonnie’s hands worked their magic. I had to admit that my cock was getting a little sensitive, but the oils lubricated it and intensified the sensations. Within a few minutes I knew that, indeed, Bonnie could have me at the edge very soon. Maria called to me; “Gary, wait until you see what Sara and I are going to do. She ...