"Fuck it!" yelled Sandra disconsolately as she threw her racquet away in disgust. Breathing hard she sank to the ground and leaned back against the wall of the court.
With perspiration glistening on her brow and her cheeks flushed with exertion, Shona stood, hands resting on her hips, breathing deeply. "Another game?" she enquired.
Sandra shook her head. "Not a chance," she said. "I'm going to ache all over after this as it is."
"Never mind," replied Shona grinning wickedly, "I'm sure Martin will give your back a rub later," She paused a moment, "And probably your front too," she added.
Sandra scooped the squash ball off the floor and threw it at her friend. "Shona Fraser!" she exclaimed indignantly, "Is that all you ever think about?"
Shona pondered that briefly. "No," she replied, then added with a perfectly straight face, "I hardly ever think about your front. Although, from where I'm standing, it looks pretty good."
"Oh you," replied Sandra, "That's not what I meant and you know it!"
"True," replied Shona wryly, "but then who was it, on the trip to the museum last year that sneaked away at lunchtime to give Billy Jenkins a blow-job?"
"Yeah, yeah. Don't remind me," said Sandra, grimacing. "Still, I'd never have passed the assignment afterwards without his help so I suppose it was worth it."
They both laughed. "C'mon," said Shona, offering Sandra her hand, "Let's go grab a shower. You know how much Jamal will complain if he can't lock up on time."
The girls left the squash court and made their way to the changing rooms. As they stripped out of their sport's gear Shona eyed Sandra speculatively. "Hmm," she said, "I was right about your front. I guess I'll have to think about it more often."
Sandra stuck her tongue out. "Oh piss off!" she said with a smile. "Yours isn't too bad either," she added.
"Why, thank you," replied Shona, "I'm so glad you approve."
Laughing, the two friends made their way towards the shower. They turned with a start as the changing room door burst open. Jane walked in, smiling broadly. Behind her, on all fours and with Jane's school tie looped around his neck, the other end held firmly in Jane's hand, came Jamal. "Hi girls," announced Jane, "I'd like you to meet my new doggie."
"Jane!" exclaimed Shona, "What the fuck are you doing here with him?"
Jane managed to look slightly abashed. "Well...," she said, "I told him if he was a good boy I'd let him meet my friends and he has been a very good boy!" On his hands and knees, Jamal started to where Shona stood, naked. Jane pulled sharply on her tie. "Down boy!" demanded Jane sharply.
"Oh it's all right," laughed Shona, "I'd love to meet your new pet." Jamal smiled broadly, his brilliantly white teeth a sharp contrast to his dark skin.
"Go on then," said Jane, "say hello to my friend Shona."
Jamal crawled forward until he was at Shona's feet. Sitting back, he placed his hands on her thighs and stared up at her, his long tongue stuck out as he pretended to pant. "Go on!" urged Jane, "Pet him. He won't bite."
Still laughing, Shona flashed a smile at Sandra and patted Jamal's head. "Good doggie," she said, "nice doggie."
Jamal responded by leaning forward and running his tongue up the inside of Shona's thighs. "Oooh!" she sighed as his tongue flicked briefly over the lips of her muffin.
Jane tugged sharply on her tie. "Bad doggie!" she shouted. Jamal looked disappointed.
Shona smiled "No," she said, "it's OK. I don't mind at all!"
Jane shrugged. "Well OK then, if you say so," she said, "just be nice to my friend."
Shona spread her legs slightly in anticipation as Jamal leaned forward once more. "Mmmm," she purred as his tongue slipped between her already moist lower lips and lapped over her clit. "Oh Jane, thank you," she sighed as Jamal's tongue explored her most intimate flesh.
Watching Jamal pleasure her friend with his tongue, Sandra felt a surge of excitement course through her. "Don't worry," Jane whispered to her, "it'll be your turn next." Sandra smiled her thanks at Jane then sat down on a nearby bench and watched intently as Jamal continued to feast on Shona's pussy.
Shona sighed. A warm glow spread over her as Jamal's tongue snaked its way repeatedly along her slit and lapped at her throbbing lit. She dragged her fingernails through the tightly packed, short, dark curls on top of his head as he expertly used his tongue to drive her wild. The fact that her two best friends watched on as a tall, black hunk devoured her pussy only added to her excitement. As his tongue flicked rapidly over her clit, she imagined his cock, long, thick and dark sliding into her moist, pink pussy. She gasped as her mind's eye pictured his prick, slick with her juices, being pushed forcefully into the tight confines of her arsehole. She felt her knees weaken. "Ooooh," she sighed as the first familiar ripples of her impending climax ran through her womb.
"Oh yes!" cried Shona, "Harder! Harder!" she moaned as the sensations in her clit grew in intensity. She felt hands, her hands cup and squeeze her breasts, fingers teasing her stiff nipples. The pressure inside her increased with every stroke of Jamal's tongue.
Jane watched, smiling broadly as Jamal drove Shona towards her inevitable climax. Her pussy, still tender from the attentions of Jamal's thick, black cock, throbbed as his cum trickled into her knickers. She had savoured the way he had used his tongue on her clit before fucking her and she knew, from first hand experience, just how much pleasure he was giving Shona.
Squeezing and tugging her nipples as the contractions in her womb intensified, Shona felt her knees begin to weaken. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Ooohhhh!" she cried as the dam of her desire burst and her orgasm flooded over her. Her body shook as she clutched at Jamal's head for support. "Oooh!" she cried, "Enough! Stop! Please stop!" she moaned at last, unable to take any more.
With a smile on her face Shona staggered to the nearest bench and sat down. "Good doggie!" purred Jane, patting Jamal's head. "Now it's time to say hello to Sandra," she said.
Jamal crawled over to where Sandra sat, her legs spread wide, her pussy wet with arousal from the scene she'd just witnessed. Without hesitating he slid his tongue between her wet lower lips and began to eagerly lap up the juices flowing from her pussy. "Oooh!" gasped Sandra as his tongue danced over her clit then flicked in and out of her entrance. With her eyes clenched shut, Sandra writhed with pleasure in response to the actions of Jamal's tongue.
Jane looked over and caught Shona's eye. Shona, having recovered her composure, smiled and nodded. The two friends made their way to the bench and sat down, one on either side of Sandra. Leaning over they kissed briefly then turned their attention to Sandra's breasts. Shona's lips fastened around Sandra's left nipple and Jane's closed around her right.
"Oooooh!" purred Sandra as she felt her friends' tongues flick rapidly over her nipples. "Oh fuck, that's good!" she moaned dreamily, "Suck them, suck my tits! Mmmm, ooooh!"