Little Miss Calculation - Sex Stories

Little Miss Calculation

... just out of reach. She could hear his shallow breathing. Feel his heartbeat chugging against her breast. “A few. But…” He blushed hard and stopped himself. “What?” He licked his lips. “Last night was the first with another guy.” Eyes locked, Elaine suppressed her blush and knew that Thomas was doing the same. “And how was it?” His cock glided across her pussy lips as she settled into his lap. A deviant thought tickled across the surface of her brain — the full feeling of having something so big inside her. They shuddered together as he passed across her clitoris. “How was last night?’ “It was pretty fun, but not really my thing.” She reached between them, circling her fingers around all that girth. “Two guys, I mean.” Elaine toyed with the idea of pointing it down, lifting her hips up, and sinking onto him. “Ahaaa…” she gasped. She didn’t do it, no matter how tempting it was. She felt like she’d be breaking the rules, although they hadn’t established any. “So sharing a girl with another guy isn’t your thing?” She stroked his length one last time with the silky folds of her pussy. “So why are you here tonight?” “Pretty sure you know…” Her confidence could have shattered the vaulted ceiling of the basement pool. “You’re just hot for Hayden.” Elaine smiled at Thomas’s laugh. It felt good to stretch the tension out of her face. Felt even better to bring Hayden back into the conversation. Like opening the curtains and letting the sun in. Thomas looked over her shoulder. “He’s a ...

... good looking young man.” Elaine sought him out over her shoulder through her golden hair. Naked, she had to agree. He was certainly good looking. “You’re not going gay on me, are you, buddy?” Hayden raked his fingers through his hair, a move that tightened his muscles in mouth-watering ways. She’d begun to suspect that he kept his hair long just to flex that gesture. “You wish.” Elaine giggled at the homoerotic banter and slithered down Thomas’s form until she was on all fours. “Why don’t you two reaffirm your masculinity on me.” She circled her hand around the base of Thomas’s cock and wagged it. “Hayd, my friend, you’ve got a real keeper hee–re…” Pushing his cock against his body, she started giving it long, measured licks. “Oh, don’t worry.” Hands grasped her hips. “I know.” Hayden sank halfway into her with one thrust. She shut her eyes. Let the sensations radiate. He drew back. She sucked in a breath. He thrust forward and she let it out loud enough that she surprised herself. Thomas’s cock was still there, rubbing along her cheek, waiting. She let herself laugh at the situation one last time before curling her tongue around his shaft and going back to her delicious work. In the midst of all that masculinity, she’d never felt more feminine. She was the soft to their hard. The pliable flesh between their bodies. She tried to think in poetry because it placated her good girl conscience. The rest of her knew what she had: two hot guys pumping in and out of her. Grunting over ...