#bllcuck

"Can you smell her on me, Tracy?"

"Yes, yes, I can, Dana. Can I taste her on your lips again?"

"Yes, of course. I made sure to go down on her one more time before she left. I'm so glad it turns you on for me to fuck other women. How many times did you cum last night listening to us?"

"Um, three, no four times. You two went at it like rabbits all night, ha."

"She loved going down on me. But you're going to do me good right now, aren't you?"

"You bet I am. I'm the best pussy eater you know. I'm going to prove it all morning long."

"Don't act all surprised, Lauren."

"Samantha, you just told my boyfriend we were going up to your room so that you could go down on me. What were you thinking?"

"I was thinking that I can sex you up better than any guy can and I'm going to prove it to you, again, tonight. You're here with me and not downstairs with him, so you must want this, too."

"Well, yah, I love how you love me. But that was a little harsh."

"I wanted to be naked with you; I didn't want to wait, so I went for it. Babe, I'm going to treat you so good tonight, starting with those cute titties popping through that dress. You're going to feel better than you ever have, I promise. Admit it; your panties are getting wet thinking about what I'm going to do."

"You're so bad."

"And you love it."

"Yes, you're right, I do. And my panties are soaked. Take me upstairs and take me."

Elizabeth looked over at her partner Kamy as their new “friend” Skylar caressed Kamy’s naked body.

“Are you sure this is OK, babe?”

“I’m naked and masturbating–you have to ask? Yes, it’s OK; it’s more than OK. I want to watch you and Skyler make love. You look so sexy together.”

Skylar looked over at Elizabeth and smiled.

“Kamy is amazingly beautiful; I can’t wait until I’m buried between her legs. First, though, I want to watch you cum for us while we enjoy this foreplay.”

“Go ahead, Elizabeth, show Skylar how you like to jill yourself good. I’ll play a little, too.”

Kamy reached down and began rubbing between her lips as Skylar continued rubbing her boobs and began nibbling on her ear and kissing her neck. Elizabeth and Kamy both began to moan from their self-stimulation. As they approached orgasm, Skylar pulled Kamy’s hand away from her pussy.

“No, dear, your first orgasm tonight belongs to me. Let’s watch Elizabeth finish herself off.”

Having them both watch her masturbate really did something for Elizabeth; she enjoyed being on display, she enjoyed pleasuring herself for their pleasure. She knew her climax would be intense; she didn’t try to hold back. When it hit, she bucked on her fingers and moaned loudly, not caring how feral her sounds were. She needed to get off, and get off good, for Kamy and Skylar. And she certainly did.

As she came down from her high, she did become a little self-conscious at how desperate to cum for Kamy and Skylar she must have seemed. Skylar sealed that embarrassment.

“Well, Kamy, your girlfriend sure does love to put on a show, doesn’t she?”

If Elizabeth wasn’t already flushed from her orgasm, she would have been blushing something fierce.

"We'll see you in the morning, Veronica. No cumming until then."

With that, Veronica's partner Melanie and Melanie's "date" for the evening Gretchen retired to the bedroom. Veronica, naked on the floor masturbating, had been the initial foreplay for Melanie's and Gretchen's evening. Not that Veronica had been allowed to cum. No, that might occur in the morning, it might not.

When Melanie told Veronica she was done, she was allowed to crawl over to Gretchen and properly welcome her with her tongue. The entire time she was going down on Gretchen, Melanie teased Veronica about how superior Gretchen's pussy was, and how she and Gretchen were going to fuck all night while Veronica listened from the next room.

“Hey, Julie.”

“Yes, I’m at the gym. Remember my yoga instructor Chloe?”

“Yes, that’s her. Tall, blond, tight tight body.”

“Her apartment is upstairs and we’re gonna go hang out for a bit, K?”

“Yes, hang out as in have sex. I mean, you’ve met her. Can you blame me?”

“Well, um, maybe once or twice before in the lockerroom she’s gotten me to spread my legs for her. What can I say? She loves to go down.”

“Yes, I’m pretty sure I’ll get to eat her pussy, too. I mean, I kinda owe her, ha. And I do really want to, of course. Again, can you blame me?”

"Don't get all pouty. I'll bring home her taste on my tongue for you. And I'll tell you all about it while you go down on me when I get there."

Phoebe’s phone rang early Saturday morning. The call was from her partner Alice’s phone. But the woman on the other side of the FaceTime call wasn’t Alice. It was Laurel, the woman Alice went home with from the club last night.

“Oh, um, hi, Laurel. Where’s Alice?”

“Sound asleep in my bed, ha. I really wore her out last night. Thanks for being so understanding.”

“You’re welcome. Alice’s needs take priority in our relationship. When she saw you, I knew she’d want to be with you.”

“She sure proved that well into the night. She’s quite the eager pussy licker, that’s for sure. But I’m guessing you do most of the pussy licking in your relationship, isn’t that right, Phoebe?”

“Y-yes, you’re correct.”

“And I’ll be she wears the strapon, too, yes?”

“Yes, Laurel.”

“Well, I’m sure you enjoy being her good little girl. And I know she enjoyed being my good little girl last night. I think I’ll go wake her now. My strapon is ready for another go at her pussy. And I know her tongue wants more of mine. I’ll send her home happy, I promise.”

“Th-thank you, Laurel.”

“Julie, this is Raven. She wants to come back to our room with us.”

“Hi, Raven. Why is that?”

“Annie says you love to go down on new girls. Would you like to go down on me, Julie?”

"Well, Annie might be right. Why don’t you give me a little peek, Raven?”

“Ooh, you’re really kinky. Sure, Julie, if it gets my pussy licked.”

Raven reached down and pulled her bikini bottom to the side. She was completely shaved and her juicy clit was peeking through her lips.

“So, what do you think, Julie?”

“Her.”

“Why am I not surprised, Claire?”

“She’s so f’ing gorgeous, Jenna. Don’t you think so?”

“Well, yes, of course I do. Ok, go work your magic.”

Claire walked up to the beautiful blonde sitting by herself in the crowded room. The woman beat her to the greeting.

“You just walked in here with a gorgeous woman and now you’re coming over to me. What gives?”

“Um, well, that’s just it. I’m over here for her. I’m Claire.”

“I’m Samantha. Ok, now I’m more confused. You’re over here for her?"

“Jenna, yes her name is Jenna. She’s my girlfriend.”

“Yes, I could tell. What's that got to do with me?"

"Well, Samantha, if you're game, we'd like to buy you a drink, get to know you a little better, and maybe take you home with us. Jenna would definitely like to get to know you. In an intimate way."

"I see. And while we're getting to know each other intimately, where will you be?"

"Maybe in the room watching. Maybe in a different room listening. Jenna's sexual pleasure is the central goal of our relationship. That sometimes requires me to take a backseat, sexually, as it were, when we come upon a gorgeous woman like you."

"And you're comfortable with that, Claire? Watching or listening to me having sex with your girlfriend?"

"If Jenna is enjoying herself, then yes, totally."

"Well, this is a unique proposition, I must say. You're already picturing the two of us naked and going at each other, aren't you?"

"Yes. And so is Jenna. And it sounds like maybe you are, too. Would you like to meet Jenna, Samantha?"