Sisterhood 101
Copyright© 2025 by WittyUserName
Chapter 6
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 6 - Kayla and her friends have graduated high school. Now it is on to college and the real world. New adventures, new loves, new friends. Yet, their crazy senior year in high school is not done haunting them. This story is a direct sequel to Birthday Pool Party. I did attempt to write the first chapter in such a way that someone who hasn't read Birthday Pool Party could follow along, but reading Birthday Pool Party first will enhance the experience.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Crime Humor School Tear Jerker Sharing Incest Father Daughter Light Bond Rough Spanking Group Sex Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy Sex Toys Spitting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism
~Ashley Bartlett~
Saturday August 30, 2025
By the time our rideshare dropped us off at Drew’s place, it felt like the game had started up again. Not on the field, but in the atmosphere. Music echoed across the lawn, blasting us with a heavy base as soon as we stepped inside. People were drinking and celebrating outside, but I grabbed Josh’s hand and pulled him into the Kensington Mansion.
“Come on!” I called over my shoulder. “You can’t already be tired!”
“I’m not,” Josh protested with a laugh. “This is just a lot.”
“That’s the point,” I shot back with a grin.
The place was packed; bodies everywhere, people laughing and dancing and drinking. Everything was red and black; jerseys, dresses, crop tops, guys with painted torsos. People were all riding the high of the win, supporting the school and using the victory as a perfect excuse to party.
“PHOENIXES!” someone across the room shouted.
“PHOENIXES!” a dozen voices answered.
“Yes!” I laughed, throwing my hands up and spinning in place.
“That was ... interesting,” Marcia commented with a small smile.
“Fuck, yeah!” Lexi declared, getting swept up in the energy.
“Fuck, yeah!” I screamed in response.
Josh stayed close to me, relaxing slightly as we moved deeper into the house. Marcia stayed at my side while we passed a couple making out against the wall. Lexi immediately acquired four plastic cups filled with beer and made sure we each got one. Josh sipped at his lightly while Lexi downed hers in two big gulps.
“ASHLEY!” a female voice squealed.
I turned just in time to get pulled into a hug by Jordan Morales, the social chair for DTX. “Hey!” I giggled, hugging her back.
“Oh my God, that game!” Jordan screeched, shaking me side-to-side.
“Right?!” I laughed, rubbing her back. “Did you see that last touchdown?”
“I know!” the cute Latina grinned, stepping back and brushing her hair behind her ears. It was dark with dyed blonde streaks. “And from a freshman! That was amazing.”
“Dan,” I smiled. “I went to high school with him.”
“Josh! Ashley!” Emily Greene popped up out of nowhere and pulled Marcia into a hug. “And Marcia!”
“Uh, and Lexi?” the redhead made a face.
“And Lexi!” Emily declared, hugging the redhead tightly before pulling back. “Where’s my buddy, Derek?”
“He went back to the dorms,” I explained. “He had all the craziness he could at the game.”
“Ugh, fuck,” Emily grumbled. “I need to get that guy socializing.”
“He needs to get laid,” Lexi observed, her fingers playing with her silver “A” charm necklace. “You offering, Em?”
“Ew, that’s gross,” Josh made a face.
“Excuse me?” Emily turned to her baby brother, hands on her hips. “Are you saying I’m gross?”
“Someone’s a dead man,” Jordan giggled.
“Try faking a heart attack,” Lexi suggested.
“I, ah, um ... no!” Josh stammered, shaking his head. “You’re not gross.”
Emily walked over to Josh and looked him right in the eye, a dangerous glint in her blue eyes. “You’d better watch it, or maybe I’ll hook up with him in your dorm room. On your bed, perhaps?”
“Okay, that is gross,” Josh responded, taking a few steps back.
“Your sister is a tall, hot blonde with big boobs and blue eyes,” Lexi continued. “That literally describes your girlfriend, too.”
“Thanks, Lexi,” Emily glanced at the redhead before turning her focus to Josh. “Watch out, buddy. You might be taller than me now, but I can still put you in a headlock.”
“I’d like to see that,” I grinned evilly.
“Ashley!” Josh whined while the girls all giggled.
The living room had been mostly cleared out, the furniture pushed back to create a dance floor. Several guys had taken over one corner, cards spread across a table. Brent Calloway sat at the table, his girlfriend Brittany McCallister standing behind him and lightly massaging his shoulders. There were piles of chips in front of four of the guys as well as a pile in the middle. The stacks varied in sizes, with one guy having no chips. Five cards were face-up in the center and it looked like only two guys were still playing the hand.
“You should have been out when I raised at the turn,” Brent scoffed when the other guy revealed his two cards.
“Bullshit,” Kyle Baker shot back. Hazel’s ex-boyfriend from high school. I’d heard he was pledging the DSX fraternity.
“Call it whatever you want,” Brent shrugged, flipping over his card. “You still lost.”
Kyle groaned while Brent gathered up his winnings and started stacking the chips. Brittany leaned down and kissed Brent’s cheek while Kyle got up from the table and walked off with a frown on his face. Four players left as another frat guy gathered up the cards and started shuffling.
“Got room for a chick in this game?” Lexi asked loudly as she walked over. “Or is this a boy’s game where I need to know the password?”
“No password,” Brent chuckled. “There is a fifty dollar buy-in if you wanna play.”
“And no one is going easy on you just for being cute,” another guy spoke up. “No crying when you lose.”
“Deal,” Lexi nodded, her hand on the chair Kyle had vacated. “As long as you don’t cry when I reject you.”
Lexi was scrappy and could handle herself, so I went out on the dance floor with Josh and Marcia. The sorority girls were dancing not far from us as the music vibrated through my bones. It was where I belonged. No need to think, I could just move. Hands up, hips swaying, laughing as Josh spun me and caused the entire room to blur.
“Let’s go, Phoenixes!” I shouted, not caring if it made sense.
There were people I knew, people I’d never seen before in my life, and a few I vaguely recognized. Kelsey Aguila was at the party, a nervous expression on her face as she clung to her sister and my RA, Klarissa. I wasn’t expecting to see her at the party, but she was holding a wine cooler while chatting with her sister and another cheerleader.
I turned back to Josh and saw him dancing with Marcia. Jealousy briefly flared within me and I did what I could to suppress it. My boyfriend was sweet and attentive, and he even gave me my freedom. Yet, I was jealous watching him dance innocently with one of my Slut-sisters. Yeah, I needed to work on that.
The three of us took a break from dancing to grab drinks. That’s when I spotted him. Drew Kensington. Even sitting down with his leg stretched out and a drink in his hand, he still looked like he was the center of the world. I reminded myself that he likely thought the universe did revolve around him.
“Ashley, right?” Drew called out, surprising me by knowing my name. “Sorority pledge and friend of Kayla Thomson?”
“Are you stalking me, sir?” I inquired with a raised brow as I approached him with Marcia and Josh.
“Don’t worry, I’m harmless,” Drew smiled charmingly.
“I’m not sure I believe that,” I gave him an even look. “How’s the ankle?”
“It’s alright, thank you. I just need to stay off it for a couple days,” Drew answered. “Your friends I don’t think I know.”
“Right, sorry!” I exclaimed. “This is Marcia, and this handsome guy is my boyfriend Josh.”
“Nice to meet you both,” Drew smiled. “You’re a lucky man, Josh.”
“The luckiest,” Josh insisted, wrapping an arm around my waist.
“Nice to meet you, too,” Marcia said politely. “You played well today.”
“Thanks for saying that,” Drew inclined his head.
“Hey, Drew!” Dan said, approaching with a beer. “Great party.”
“Glad you’re having fun,” Drew replied before taking a sip of his drink. “Thanks for covering for me when I went down.”
“We’re all on the same team,” Dan smiled, though Drew didn’t look like he agreed. “Hey, have you seen Scarlett around?”
“Got a thing for redheads?” Drew smirked. “Sorry, but I think she’s working. She’s a hostess at a night club and it is a Saturday night.”
“Right, makes sense,” Dan winced before noticing us. “Hi guys.”
“Dan,” I inclined my head.
“So, tell me,” Drew interjected, “where is Kayla tonight?”
“She, ah, she wasn’t feeling up to coming,” I winced. “She was tired after cheering so hard for you guys.”
Drew’s expression didn’t change much, but something behind it did. “Well, please tell her I asked about her.”
“We will, of course,” Marcia spoke up immediately.
“Enjoy the party,” Drew raised a drink toward us.
Dan came with us back out onto the dance floor. He asked Marcia for a dance, and the quiet girl was happy to oblige. I made a joke about Marcia being the only slut-sister Dan hasn’t slept with. Josh just had to bring up Nicole. It was a fun evening, filled with dancing and drinking.
Exploring the old stone manor with Josh, I gulped down several drinks while he barely got through half his first one. I was red-faced and giggling as I led him by the hand, occasionally turning to touch him. Tipsy and horny, I pressed my body against him in the hall, grabbing his butt and kissing him all over his face.
“Ashley!” Josh gasped, looking around in panic. “There are people around!”
“It’s a college party, baby,” I slurred, my fingertips caressing his cheek. “It’s normal to kiss. We can even do other things; naughtier things.”
“Maybe we should get you some water,” he offered as another couple walked by us.
“Hm, no thank you,” I shook my head as I reached up to run my fingers through his curly blond hair. “Have I told you how much I love your hair?”
“A couple of times, yes,” Josh smiled, pecking my lips.
“It’s not fair!” I whined, stomping my foot dramatically.
“What’s not fair?” he frowned, his hands on my bare upper arms.
“You’re making me wet and won’t fuck me!” I grumbled, grabbing his hand and pushing it up my sundress. “Here, feel.”
“Ashley!” he exclaimed, trying to withdraw his hand. “Anyone could come by.”
“I don’t care,” I husked, taking his lower lip between my teeth and lightly tugging on it. “I need it! I need it now!”
“Okay, okay,” Josh whispered, taking my hand. “Let’s go.”
“Yay!” I laced our fingers and skipped along beside him, feeling very good.
The first guest room Josh entered was already occupied. He shut the door with a blush and an apology as the girl covered herself, her friend for the evening yelling at us to leave. We ended up in a game room where people were playing pool and throwing darts. Josh went over to a table and grabbed a bottle of water.
“Here, drink this,” he offered.
“Ew, I don’t want water,” I waved the bottle away.
“You should stay hydrated,” Josh told me.
“I want dick, not water!” I stomped my foot again. A few people looked over at us, and one guy gave Josh a thumbs-up.
“Fine, but I’m bringing the water,” he sighed, leading me out of the game room.
I continuously kissed and groped Josh as we walked down the hall until we reached the library. Perfect; no one wanted to read during a college party! Dragging him inside, I kissed him passionately as he shut the door. Leading us to a sturdy table, I hopped up on it and wrapped my legs around his waist while pulling him closer.
“Mm, baby,” I moaned between kisses, feeling him play with my boobs from outside my sundress. “Do you, do you remember the game we played and you kissed Marcia?”
“Yeah, you got upset,” Josh replied, pulling back slightly. “Uh, why bring that up now?”
“I got jealous,” I admitted quietly, looking at his handsome face.
“You don’t need to be jealous,” he shook his head. “Marcia just got lost in the heat of the moment.”
“I know,” I told him, liquid courage driving me forward. “We said we were okay with each other sometimes playing around because we probably won’t last.”
“Yes, I remember,” Josh pecked my lips. “Most relationships at our age aren’t permanent. And I know you and your Slut-sisters are. Maybe it’s weird, but I’m not jealous. Steven’s with Lexi. As for Dan, well, I know you wouldn’t ever date him.”
“Gross,” I made a face. “Dan’s less of an ass these days, but I wouldn’t date him. If I wasn’t so horny, I probably wouldn’t have let him stick it in me.”
“You’re drunk and horny now,” he reminded me. “Why did you stop to bring this up?”
“I wanted to tell you something, baby,” I whispered, kissing him softly.
“I’m listening,” Josh told me, pecking my lips several times.
“I’m jealous because I don’t want us to be a teenage fling,” I swallowed weakly, relying on the booze for confidence. “I love you.”
Josh froze for a moment. Then he reached out and took my face in both hands. “I love you, too.”
Then we were kissing. I pulled him tight against me, my sundress pushing my my thighs so we could grind. His hands slid into the dress, pulling out both my big boobs. He broke the kiss so he could bury his face in my tits while I worked to extract his erection from his shorts.
I gave him several strokes to make sure he was fully hard, then I guided him into position. His mushroom head pushed by the strap of my panties to slot at my entrance. With my ass on the edge of the table, I looked up at him as he pushed forward and slid his entire length into my tight tunnel.
“God, yes!” I threw my head back passionately. “Fuck me, baby! Fuck me hard!”
“Ashley!” he grunted, placing his hands on the table for balance.
My long legs were wrapped around his waist, pulling him deep inside. We exchanged soft kisses as Josh continued pumping my cunt at a steady pace. Due to the position, he couldn’t fuck me too hard, but it didn’t matter. The clockwork thrusts served to slowly build my pleasure, sending me closer and closer to the peak.
“Fuck my little pussy, yes!” I cooed, my hands gripping the edge of the table. “God, I love your cock! Oh! You’re getting so deep, baby, so deep!”
“You feel so good,” Josh gasped, looking like he was already close.
“It’s okay, baby. It’s okay. Cum. Cum inside me,” I urged, the thought of him filling me with warm cum bringing about my own orgasm. “I’m gonna cum fast, too. Cum in me. I wanna feel it. I wanna feel it shooting in me, filling me. Oh God, ah! I’ll take it all! Cum!”
Josh thrust forward, burying himself to the hilt in my body as his cock swelled. I moaned and shuddered, my internal muscles contracting as warm, thick, sticky cum filled my little pussy. He pressed his lips to mine as I moaned into his mouth, both of us riding out the orgasmic wave.
A minute later we were lying on the table and holding each other. “Sorry I came so fast.”
“Hey, nothing wrong with a quickie,” I giggled. “I came, too.”
“Good,” Josh nodded, his hand massaging my bare breast. “So, um, what now? What we said? It’s not just because you’re drunk?”
“I’m not THAT drunk, baby,” I insisted, kicking off my flip-flops. “Seriously, I just need some water and a little while.”
“Okay,” he smiled. “Uh, where is that water?”
“Seriously?” I laughed. “You’re asking about if I really meant it when I said I loved you, and you’re worried about the water?”
“You need to stay hydrated,” Josh shrugged. “You drank a lot.”
“I’ve been more fucked up than this,” I grinned. “But, you’re sweet. And yes, Josh, I love you.”
“I love you, too,” he kissed me passionately. “I don’t know what’s gonna happen, but let’s stop saying teenage relationships don’t last. Let’s see what we can become.”
“I like that,” I nodded before looking at him nervously. “So, what does this mean for, um, you know?”
“I know you have a special bond with the girls ... and Steven,” he said. “Honestly, the idea is bothering me less than I thought. For anyone besides them? Let’s just talk before anything happens.”
“I can work with that,” I told him. “I’ll work on my jealousy issues. Especially if a shy boy like you can handle our strange relationship.”
“Every relationship is strange,” Josh reasoned. “That’s what makes them special.”
“Fuck, I’m one lucky bitch,” I giggled, reaching down to wrap my fingers around his cock. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, there’s a dick that needs sucking.”
~Marcia Moore~
Saturday August 30, 2025
I didn’t move much on the dance floor. I made sure to sway enough to not look out of place, one hand loosely wrapped around my black plastic cup. My attention wasn’t on the music or the bodies moving around me. It was on everything else; who was doing what, the cliques that were forming. Anything I could learn mattered.
Ashley and Josh had left, likely to find a private room for some horizontal dancing. Lexi was still playing poker, and from the looks of it, she had already stolen all the chips from two players. Dan had been dragged off by a gaggle of sorority girls and cheerleaders. That left me on the outside.
Taking a small sip of my drink, I let my eyes drift across the room. Drew Kensington caught my eye again. There was something in his expression I had noticed earlier. Not just frustration or the pain from his ankle. Something deeper. He kept looking to the door, like he was expecting someone. Or hoping for someone. I had a feeling I knew who that someone was.
A surprising guest was Brittney O’Connor, the former head cheerleader at my high school. She was originally going to come to CSUA until her parents kicked her out for starring in adult films. Brittney was talking to a tall cheerleader with dirty-blonde hair. The taller woman was walking funny and looked exhausted.
Turning my attention to Kelsey, I noticed she was still near the hallway and close to her sister. Kelsey’s shoulders were slightly hunched and her fingers were wrapped tightly around the glass bottle. She wasn’t looking at people, she was looking at doors, at corners, gaps in the crowd. Exits.
Klarissa whispered something to Kelsey, who nodded quickly in response. A smile followed, one that didn’t reach her eyes. After what she endured, it made sense. Showing up at all took courage. Perhaps if she acted like things were normal for long enough, they eventually would be.
There was another loose circle of people standing not too far from Kelsey. One guy was leaning back against the wall like he owned the world. A girl was laughing at something another guy said, but I could tell it was forced. Like she was trying to keep him happy. He was a thin college guy with brown hair. No one from that group looked at the game highlights playing on the television. They were there for something else.
While I watched, the tall cheerleader with dirty-blonde hair walked over to the group with her arm looped through Brittney’s. The guy who kept making jokes had a huge grin on his face when he saw them. The cheerleader I didn’t know reached into her purse and pulled out an envelope. There was a pained expression on her face as she handed it over to the thin guy. Strange.
“Hello again,” Dan whispered, appearing at my side with two drinks. “Yours looks empty.”
“Oh, thanks!” I accepted the drink before downing the rest of my first.
“Enjoying the party?” he asked lightly.
“I am, yes,” I nodded, placing my empty drink on a table.
“Hard to tell with you,” Dan chuckled, taking a seat on the couch. “You see everything, but don’t say much.”
“You think I see everything?” I questioned, sitting beside him. “You should be careful; I might be learning all your secrets right now.”
Dan smirked faintly, leaning back into the couch in an attempt to look more relaxed than he actually felt. “That so?”
“Mm,” I hummed, glancing at him over the rim of my cup. “Freshman hero. Game-winning touchdown. I’m sure there are at least five girls in this house plotting how to get you alone.”
“Just five?” he lifted an eyebrow. “That seems a little low, don’t you think?”
“I prefer conservative estimates,” I replied with a shrug. “Less room for error.”
Dan laughed. “I’ll remember that.”
“You’re not with them,” I added, tilting my head slightly. “You’re not with any of the girls who want to climb you like a tree. You’re sitting here. With me.”
Dan shrugged, taking a sip of his drink. “Maybe I’m not looking for a hookup.”
I pursed my lips and brushed my dark hair over one shoulder. “Or maybe this is an elaborate ruse to get me alone.”
“I assure you, I have only the noblest of intentions,” he smiled at me.
“Or perhaps the one you really want isn’t here,” I stated plainly.
“How do you know that isn’t you?” Dan challenged.
“Because I’m not an idiot,” I giggled. “Despite the jokes, you have zero interest in bagging all the slut-sisters.”
“In my defense, my hooking up with Lexi at Kayla’s birthday pool party was a good thing,” he argued. “If I hadn’t brought her inside, she wouldn’t have blown Steven. No relationship with him, no slut-sisters. So, ah, you’re welcome.”
“I’m sure your motives were entirely altruistic,” I scoffed. “Is that why you moved in on Kayla when she was heartbroken?”
“I ... you’re right,” Dan winced, looking down into his drink. “That was the worst thing I’ve ever done. And the reason I got my head out of my ass.”
“I thought that happened when all the girls in school collectively told you to blow yourself from now on?” I teased. “Then Hazel taught you to please a woman.”
“I didn’t want my real feelings to get out,” he explained. “I was not expecting to have sex with Ashley at that card game. Really, I was just glad you were all treating me like a friend.”
“You changed,” I reached out and placed a hand on his thigh. “You got better. We saw it.”
“Right, I was known for only caring about one thing back then,” he sighed. “I’m sorry.”
“I wasn’t bringing it up to be a bitch,” I told him honestly. “I brought it up because I do realize you’re a nicer guy now. I also noticed you used to be carefree. I can tell you’re not now.”
“You can?” he asked slowly.
“You’re not celebrating,” I pointed out.
Dan’s fingers tightened around his cup before he forced them to relax. “I am.”
“You scored the winning touchdown,” I continued calmly. “You should be getting dragged around this mansion like a trophy. You should have girls hanging off you, begging to be the one to claim you for the night.”
“I needed a break,” he mumbled.
We were briefly interrupted by a couple of girls who wanted pictures with Dan. One girl boldly lifted her shirt and demanded Dan sign her bra. The women ignored me completely. The ladies tried to pull him away, but Dan managed to politely decline before sitting back down.
“You’re looking for something,” I frowned at him. “And it has nothing to do with romance.”
He turned his head toward me, studying me. “Am I?”
“You tell me,” I declared.
For a second, I thought he was going to brush it off. Then his eyes flicked toward the kitchen. Toward that group.
“Just keeping an eye on things,” Dan said vaguely.
“What kind of things?” I inquired.
“It’s complicated,” he let out a breath.
“Make it simple,” I suggested.
“I’ve been trying to think with my upstairs brain, but it hasn’t been easy,” Dan started. He then opened his mouth and closed it, like he was rethinking what he was going to tell me. “There’s a girl I slept with recently. It was just sex, which I already felt guilty about. Then I found out she’s run into trouble.”
“What kind of trouble?” I asked slowly.
“I’m not exactly sure,” he replied, taking another sip of his drink. “I also heard a lot of people around here are having issues with gambling and debts and things like that.”
“Everyone knows that,” I shook my head sadly. “I met Taylor Kephart right before she died.”
“It’s not my place to give you names, but I found out about a few specific people,” Dan explained. “And we both know how bad things are getting with that trial. I’m worried they’ll get worse.”
My gaze drifted toward Kelsey. “That worries me, too.”
“You’re right,” he said suddenly. “I ... no offense, but you aren’t the one I want to be with.” Dan then gestured toward a couple of cheerleaders. “Neither are they.”
“She’s single,” I told him calmly.
“No,” Dan responded simply.
“She’s not?” I frowned.
“No, she is,” he chuckled. “Sorry, I was refusing to act on the fact that she’s single. She’s going through enough right now. I just want to be her friend.”
“If you’re trying to impress me, it’s working,” I let out a quiet laugh.
“Thanks, I guess,” Dan laughed. “I just ... well, um, I know. I know a few things about what happened. About my part in things.”
“Wha- oh!” I gasped, my eyes wide. “You know when it happened?”
“I know that if I’d just stayed with her, that asshole wouldn’t have been able to hurt her while she was drunk,” he explained, tears forming in the corners of his eyes. “I don’t deserve her. I don’t. And I don’t know the right thing to do at all. Marcia, just, please ... keep an eye on her? Keep an eye on each other. Most of the people around here have very bad intentions.”
“You know Keith kidnapped Lexi and Kayla at gunpoint,” I said slowly.
“Right, of course,” Dan nodded.
“When Keith pointed the gun at them, Lexi put herself right in front of Kayla,” I explained. “No hesitation at all. Lexi’s first instinct was to shield Kayla with her body.”
“That redhead is a lot more impressive than most people give her credit for,” he observed.
“I agree, she’s a lot more than the energetic brat she pretends to be,” I smiled. “I only told you this so you’d know that we’re all here for each other. And I think you make a great friend for all of us.”
“Really?” Dan asked with surprise.
“Really,” I nodded. “Just keep it in your pants, buddy. I am not getting naked with you.”
“My loss, Marcia,” he gave me a small smile. “Definitely my loss.”
I watched him for a few moments, noticing the faint smile and the way he was trying to hold himself together. Then my gaze shifted toward the kitchen, toward the hallway where Kelsey was standing with her sister. It was nice to know I wasn’t the only one observing what was lurking just beneath the surface.
~Steven Thomson~
Saturday August 30, 2025
Holy shit, Hazel Collins has a fantastic ass. I was lucky enough to be holding the firm globes while pushing my dick in and out of her little pussy. Every inch of her body was the same shade of bronze, with no tan lines on her flawless skin. That long brown ponytail I loved so much was hanging down her back.
Hazel was crouched on all fours, the angle making it difficult for me to see her slightly-swollen belly. The tan girl moaned passionately as she lowered her head, burying her face in Nicole’s hairy pussy. At the same time, I could feel Nicole’s tongue on my balls, causing me to stay inside Hazel and groan.
I pumped into Hazel a few more times before easing myself out of her and shoving my dick down Nicole’s throat. The redhead’s soft moans felt amazing around me as she eagerly swallowed all of Hazel’s pussy juice. Hazel kept her head between Nicole’s legs, her arms hooked around the accountant’s thighs.
Nicole cleaned my cock with her mouth, bathing my mushroom tip with her tongue and making me squirm. I pulled from her mouth and pushed back into Hazel’s pussy. Holding the pregnant girl’s hips, I began a steady thrusting motion while Nicole leaned up to lick Hazel’s clit. I sadly couldn’t pull Hazel’s ponytail, since that would prevent her from going down on Nicole. Instead I spanked Hazel a few times before returning my grip to her hips.
“Mmph, fuck!” Hazel squealed against Nicole’s twat. “Ungh, I’m, ah, cumming!”
I steadily fucked Hazel through her orgasm, extending the pleasure and triggering a second, smaller climax. Once she recovered, Hazel resumed eating out Nicole until the elder girl reached her own explosion. With both women satisfied, I was able to cum myself.
“Where should I cum!” I grunted, burying myself in Hazel and rotating my hips.
“Ah, pussy! Ungh!” Hazel urged, her right leg shaking. “Cum in my pussy!”
“Cum in her and I’ll suck it out!” Nicole declared.
Imagining such an erotic sight was enough to push me over the edge. I roughly slammed myself into Hazel as I groaned uncontrollably. I felt each throb as my erection swelled, my balls spitting out their warm contents into Hazel’s young body. She moaned my name as she felt my semen coating her vaginal walls.
As I eased myself from her messy pussy, Nicole grabbed my dick and sucked on the tip to make sure she got all the cum. Then Nicole gripped Hazel’s butt-cheeks and buried her face in the tan girl’s box. I could hear loud slurping noises as Nicole eagerly devoured the creampie while Hazel moaned.
Once Nicole got every last drop, Hazel flipped around and pressed her lips to Nicole. The two of them kissed passionately while swapping my load between them and moaning. Their boobs pressed together as their hands caressed each other. It was a beautiful sight; Hazel’s tan frame contrasting with Nicole’s light skin.