WHAT IF...
During the time my best friends Dave and Mindy were making out, they stopped their lustful encounter out of fear of offending me. What if they continued their passionate kissing on the floor at my feet?
The moaning and grasping continue as I watch their bodies entwine. I watch as Dave ripped open her shirt to reveal her crimson bra. His hands roam all over her body from her small breasts to her full ass, stopping at her pussy to stroke it feverishly. He pulled down those straps to expose her erect nipples. Lowering his head, Dave takes one rosebud in his mouth and rolls his tongue around it. He tugs at it gently with his teeth. Meanwhile, she is writhing beneath him, her hips thrusting up to met his. Her desire can barely be contained within her flesh. Her hands reach out to grasp anything to ground her ecstasy. It is my leg that she finally clutches as I sit in the chair watching and waiting. His rough hands reach up her skirt to rip off her panties. He finds himself and plunges deep inside her. Their bodies move in slow motion. Dave rolls her on top of him and Mindy would bounce on his large cock, pussy juices flowing onto his balls. I just watch them fucking, taking pleasure in their pleasure. As her flesh blushes with climax, I stroke my clit in order to ease the pulsating need in my nethermouth. I know the intense longing would be too painful to bear. I need my own release. Do I join their naked bodies writhing on the floor? Do I spot my opportunity to slide between them when Dave flipped her over to thrust from behind? To hear the slapping of bare flesh, slick with lustful sweet sweat, I am not able to just sit there watching. I need to entangle myself.
