All Hands On Deck

As my orgasm subsided, I felt completely satisfied. A feeling I was sure my new friend was aching for. I looked over at Chris as his cock stood up at attention. I grabbed Terry’s hand and guided her to the couch beside me. Laying her back, I slowly spread her legs and gazed her perfectly trimmed pussy. I slowly began kissing her inner thighs, inching my way up to her mound. I felt Chris stand up, giving me the room to completely dedicate my attention on Terry. Chris positioned himself at the end of the couch, allowing his heavy cock to brush Terry’s cheek as I began my gentle assault on her swollen pussy.

I leaned in, nuzzling my nose in her pubic hair as my tongue slid its way around the folds of her pussy lips. Gently sucking each one into my mouth, I used my fingers to hold her wide open. I looked up to see her hand wrapped around the base of Chris’ dick, stroking him slowly as she teased the head of it with her tongue. My eyes rolled back in my head as my thoughts bounced back and forth between the sensation and smell of my friend, and the thought of that tasty cock I had come to love so much. I knew how he tasted, how he smelled, the warmth of his flesh against my face. And I knew how excited it always made me to hold him in my hands. But her squirming under my tongue brought me back to her delicious cunt.

She tasted so sweet, and her slippery tunnel welcomed my fingers as I began to lick and suck on her clit. I pressed my face firmly into her as my fingers slipped in and out of her soaking pussy. I curled the end of my fingers as I picked up the pace, reaching for her g-spot as my fingers dove in and out of her. Her hips raised slightly off the couch, her left hand grabbing my hair and pulling me into her. I knew this feeling; it wouldn’t be long before her orgasm would cover my face with her juices.

I looked up again to see Chris’ cock disappearing between her bright red lips. It finally dawned on me why he liked to watch me suck him off.