Judy and Her Itsy Bitsy Bikini, Episode 4
Copyright© 2009 by AJ Martin
Chapter 1: First The Bed
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1: First The Bed - Judy, the Itsy Bitsy Bikini Girl along with her best friend Sam spend Friday night and Saturday sharing themselves with Steve, the young bachelor they caught letching at them. Steve finds out Judy's special secret and also that she wanted him all along! Judy gets her way too.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft ft/ft Consensual Fiction Masturbation Petting Water Sports
Dinner was fulfilling in many ways. First, Judy's stomach was sated from the spaghetti dinner. Then Steve's repeated sensual attention also satisfied her body's needs. In addition Sam urged him to deflower her. When the girls asked for more, Steve suggested, almost pleaded, "Girls, it's time for bed."
Running over to the couch, the nude girls couldn't figure out how to open it. Each manufacturer has its own unique way for opening their couches and this convertible was no different. Steve's had to have the cushions removed first, which the girls had done with great exuberance but then stood there pulling and pushing all over it.
Standing behind his two nymphets, Steve just soaked in the way they looked, bending over the front edge of the couch. He savored the gentle slope of their backs, leading down to the adolescent flare of their hips and finally the center of his voyeuristic mind, their sex.
There in front of him, was the petite labia of the cutest of little sexpots anyone could imagine. He savored the soft mounds. His eyes were drawn to that dimple, just beyond the juncture where their puffy outer lips narrowed.
The place where his fingers had been only moments ago. That entrance to their inner sanctum. The place where he had plunged into them giving him such pleasure. The place where he had left his seed, deep within them. Oh, they were beautiful he thought.
Off in voyeuristic Never-Never-Land, Steve didn't tell them the solution how to open it. His concentration was understandably not on the couch. At least not until they asked in unison, with a totally confused expression on there faces, "Hey! How the fuck does this damn thing open."
He had so enjoyed seeing them wiggling their bodies about, butts up in the air, right in front of him. But he didn't want them frustrated.
All three of them had such a great evening of fun. Steve didn't want to spoil their mood. So he knelt between them and pushed a latch behind an indentation under the front of the couch and the leading edge popped up.
"Oh," the two sighed and then they both bent over and spreading their feet apart for balance, grabbed the tubular frame with the intent to lift it up.
But Steve had other ideas. They were so close, so warm. So inviting. So bent over.
When they each had instinctively moved, their feet came resting against his thighs. He wrapped a hand around the adjacent ankle of each petite nymph. When he did that, both girls hesitated and looked over at him with a smile.
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