Chapter 19

“Brit, I need you to kneel right here and hold your sexy friend’s legs apart—just like Leo did earlier,” Kari said, her voice electric with excitement as she pointed to the same spot where I’d sat behind Ellie not long ago.

Brit moved into position obediently, sinking to her knees with ease. Kari placed a pillow over Brit’s lap and gave it a little pat, looking directly at Ellie with a wink.

Ellie smiled, her cheeks glowing, and carefully positioned herself again, leaning back onto the pillow resting on Brit’s thighs. She propped herself up on her elbows, her luscious body on full display.

Kari stood in front of her for a moment, just watching—soaking in the sheer beauty of the scene. “I love your hot body so much, Ellie ... and that pussy—God! It’s the juiciest I’ve ever seen.”

Ellie let out a tiny yelp as Kari suddenly tugged her down the bed by her hips. Brit shuffled forward to keep Ellie supported, her arms gently cradling her friend.

Then Kari raised Ellie’s legs by the ankles, lifting her ass slightly into the air. Ellie giggled and wiggled, her hips rocking like a tease.

“I feel like a weeble,” she said, grinning.

“A weeble?” Kari blinked, and then leaned in to playfully lick the bottom of Ellie’s foot.

Ellie squirmed and laughed. “That tickles—stop! Oh no, not there!”

“What’s a weeble?” Kari asked again between teasing licks.

“Weebles wobble, but they don’t fall,” Ellie giggled, her voice girlish and light.

“It’s a toy,” Brit explained with a soft smile. “From way back.”

“Aah,” Kari said, grinning as she gently rocked Ellie’s legs, making her lower body sway. “Well, this weeble has one hell of a wobble.”

We all laughed as Kari nuzzled Ellie’s calf and started kissing and nibbling her toes.

Then Kari looked up at Brit with a smirk. “All yours now,” she said, gently pressing Ellie’s raised legs back into Brit’s waiting hands.

Brit took hold with care, spreading her friend wide and holding her firmly in place.

Ellie let out a slow breath, visibly trembling—not with fear, but with anticipation.

And the fun was just getting started.

Kari knelt between Ellie’s parted legs and lowered her face over the glistening wetness of her exposed pussy. Without warning, she spit several times directly onto Ellie’s swollen lips—each wet splat making Ellie twitch and gasp. Then Kari smacked her inner thighs and the slick folds near her sex with the backs of her hands, eliciting a breathy moan.

“This is amazing,” Kari breathed, voice husky with awe. “Look at this clit—it’s throbbing. And these lips ... so puffed up and juicy.”

Ellie whimpered as Kari gently pinched the tip of her swollen clit and slowly rolled it between her fingers. A thick, frothy mix of her arousal and Kari’s spit bubbled out of her twitching slit.

“She’s boiling,” Kari said with delight. “Look how sloppy her little cunt’s gotten. You see it?”

Ken and I gave faint, flustered murmurs of agreement—our mouths too dry and eyes too wide to say much more.

“Well don’t just stand there and gawk at her fluffy little pussy,” Kari grinned wickedly. “She’s got two perfectly good nipples. Get to work—chop chop!”

Ken crawled across the bed and wrapped his lips around Ellie’s left nipple, while I did the same on the right. I sucked slowly at first, then deeper, firmer, savoring the way her nipple stiffened between my lips.

Then Kari reached up, grabbed my wrist, and guided my right hand to the top of Ellie’s mound.

“Hold her down,” she whispered hotly. “She’s about to start bucking like crazy.”

I pressed my palm flat over Ellie’s mons, firm but careful. She groaned—a long, low sound that vibrated straight through me.

Then Kari leaned in, kissed the throbbing clit, and began lapping and teasing every inch of that soaked slit. She massaged the insides of Ellie’s thighs with both hands, circling closer with each stroke until her lips met flesh again.

Ellie cried out, her body jerking as Kari’s tongue slid between her lips.

Kari moaned into her, deep and low. “Mmmf.”

“SHIT!” Ellie gasped, hips thrusting upward.

I held her in place, applying firmer pressure with my palm as Kari cupped Ellie’s ass, pulling her closer into her hungry mouth. Ellie’s breath came in quick bursts. Her thighs quivered. She let out a drawn-out moan as Kari’s lips sealed over her clit and sucked hard, rolling the swollen nub between her lips.

Ken and I kept up the suction on her nipples, which made her shudder uncontrollably.

Kari flicked her tongue rapidly over the clit, then stabbed it into the slick heat below—fucking the tight entrance with practiced flicks and deep strokes.

“Gonna come soon!” Ellie choked out, her body already starting to shake beneath us.

Kari pulled her face back, breathless and grinning, then glanced up at Brit. “Spit in her pussy.”

Tuah. Tuah. Tuah.

The wet sounds of spitting echoed above me. I let Ellie’s nipple pop from my mouth with a loud, sticky smack just in time to see Brit—eager and flushed—lean forward and release three heavy globs of spit. Her aim was enthusiastic, if a little wild: one hit Ellie’s clit dead on, another splattered Kari’s forehead, and the last landed right inside her open mouth.

“I’m so sorry, Kari,” Brit said quickly, her voice trembling with embarrassment. “I didn’t mean to—I didn’t know—”

“It’s okay,” Kari said warmly, not missing a beat. “Do it again. Spit in my mouth. Don’t stop until I tell you.”

Kari tilted her head back and opened wide. Brit obeyed, leaning over and spitting again—once, twice, three more times. Kari let each wet mouthful fill her up before she closed her lips and swallowed deliberately, eyes locked on Ellie the whole time.

“You can stop now,” she murmured, just as the final droplet landed on her lips. She licked it up with a sultry smirk.

“NGHHHH...” Ellie groaned, the sound thick and guttural, rising from deep within her throat. Her pussy clenched tight and began to convulse—right in front of Kari’s flushed, gleaming face.

Squirt! Squirt! Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!

Five distinct jets of slick, hot fluid burst from Ellie’s twitching cunt, splashing across Kari’s face, her hair, her chest—everywhere.

“AHHHH!” Ellie cried out, overwhelmed.

“FUCK YES!” Kari shouted back, laughing in ecstasy as she opened her mouth to catch the flood. She let the last splash spill from her lips before spitting it out playfully in a messy arc.

Kari was absolutely drenched. Her hair hung in thick, wet strands. Her cheeks, neck, shoulders, and breasts glistened with Ellie’s orgasm. Even her lower back and ass had been marked by the sudden downpour.

“Fuck yeah,” Kari whooped, shaking her soaked hair like a victorious rockstar. The motion sent flecks of Ellie’s cum spraying onto Ken, Brit, Ellie herself—and me.

Ellie had kept her eyes closed during the climax, riding it with wild abandon. When she finally blinked them open and saw the state of Kari’s dripping body, her face paled with shock.

“Oh my god,” she whispered hoarsely. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to—”

“I forgive you,” Kari said, her voice thick with affection and heat. She leaned closer, running a hand along Ellie’s flushed cheek. “I think you might need a little break.”

Ken handed Kari a towel, and all of us watched, completely transfixed, as she dried off her face, shoulders, and breasts—still glowing, soaked, and radiating heat like a goddess fresh from battle.

Out on the balcony, Kari stood gloriously nude, her back leaning against the balustrade as she slowly puffed on Ellie’s vape mod. Her updo had fallen apart, soaked through, and she’d let it down, shaking the wet strands free so they clung sexily to her shoulders and back. She looked like she’d just stepped out of a sensual downpour—and she owned every drop of it.

“So sexy,” I murmured to no one in particular.

“I need to pee so bad,” Kari said casually, in that sultry, teasing voice of hers. “But I don’t have the energy to walk to the bathroom. Ellie, honey—could you grab that water decanter behind you?”

Ellie, wrapped in a beach towel around her waist, looked completely spent, her expression dreamy and dazed. But when Kari spoke, she perked up and turned toward the table. Her eyes landed on the empty, wide-mouthed decanter sitting next to the vodka bottle.

“Will you be an angel and hold it for me?” Kari asked sweetly.

Almost entranced, Ellie stood, took the decanter in both hands, and stepped in front of Kari. She held it just beneath Kari’s hips, right at the perfect height.

Kari shifted her stance slightly and parted her pussy lips with two fingers. With a soft sigh, she started to push out a weak stream. It came out in a gentle trickle at first, missing the decanter entirely and splashing over the rim and onto the floor. A little bit hit Ellie’s hand.

Ellie didn’t flinch. She didn’t pull back, either—which made Kari smile wickedly.

Encouraged, Kari angled her stream higher, sending a light spray over Ellie’s upper arm and her left breast.

“Oh, I’m sorry, honey,” Kari murmured—though there was no apology in her tone.

And Ellie didn’t mind. She understood exactly what was happening. She made no move to avoid the warm stream now coursing gently across her skin. Instead, she held steady, and Kari—satisfied with her target—angled back toward the decanter and began to fill it properly with her crystal-clear piss.

“Let me do this for you,” Ellie offered, her voice low and steady as she gently replaced Kari’s fingers with her own. She spread Kari’s upper lips apart, exposing her urethra more clearly, then raised the decanter slightly, carefully positioning it to catch the renewed stream.

I wished I had a camera. The moment was perfect. Ellie’s brows furrowed sexily as she focused on her task—holding Kari open with one hand while steadying the glass vessel in the other, completely at ease in this strange, intimate choreography.

“I’m honestly sorry about, you know ... pissing on you,” Kari said in a trembling voice.

“No, you’re not,” Ellie whispered with a sly smile as she set the warm, piss-filled decanter back on the table.

“It’s cool. I liked it,” she added, then knelt down on the balcony floor, towel slipping off her waist as she positioned herself between Kari’s legs. She looked up into Kari’s eyes and said, “Let me clean you up.”